Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 225 - 220: She Was Scolded by the Villain

"I already asked the teacher for leave. Sister-in-law, are you alright?" Song Tingfan was almost frantic.

Lin Qiao shook her head, "I’m fine, put me down."

To be honest, being held by the antagonist feels like being strangled.

"Qiao’er, did you hurt yourself?" Song Qin asked anxiously.

"I didn’t fall, really," Lin Qiao reassured them after Song Tingfan put her down and moved around to show them.

Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief,

Song Qin, afraid of a repeat of what had just happened, said, "Let’s not pick it up anymore, let’s go back."

Lin Qiao, unwilling to give up, still wanted to pick up that patch of grass. She’d already fallen, it’d be a waste not to pick it up, "I’ll just pick that bit, the grass is growing really well."

Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan was slightly upset, worried she might fall again, "Don’t pick it up!"

Lin Qiao could naturally hear his tone, was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at him; he was actually a little fierce.

The antagonist was fierce to her.

Well, if we’re not picking it up, then we’re not picking it up.

She touched the tip of her nose, "Then let’s go back."

Realizing he had been too harsh on his sister-in-law earlier, Song Tingfan looked at her anxiously, afraid she might be angry, and hurriedly said, "I’ll pick it up." After speaking, he squatted down to pick up that patch of grass.

His clumsy actions carried a bit of an unnoticeable placating intent.

Just because of a slightly more forceful tone, the young man felt uneasy in his heart for quite some time. While washing the grass, he frequently glanced to the side.

Noticing this, Lin Qiao asked in confusion, "What’s wrong?"

Looking at the grass in his hands, Song Tingfan cautiously asked, "Sister-in-law, are you angry with me?"

At first, Lin Qiao didn’t react, "What would I be angry about..."

Suddenly thinking of something, she paused and then said with a half-smile, "Are you talking about not letting me pick the grass?"

Seeing him nod, she smiled and said, "What’s there to be angry about, if I do something wrong I should be told, it’s not like just because I’m an adult I can’t be told off."

"Really?" Song Tingfan always asked again, as if that would make it more certain.

"Of course, unless you mean if I told you off, you’d be angry?"

"No, I wouldn’t be angry, wouldn’t be angry at sister-in-law."

Seeing his earnest expression, Lin Qiao knew he wasn’t lying. She gently swirled the grass in the water, "I won’t be angry with Little Uncle either."

Song Tingfan immediately grinned foolishly, firmly remembering her words in his heart.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from outside, "Someone’s going to the village chief’s house to discuss something."

"Okay, thank you, uncle."

Lin Qiao responded, then looked at Song Tingfan and said, "Little Uncle, you should go."

Even if he doesn’t go now, he will have to go in the future, might as well start training early.

Song Tingfan didn’t ask why, and nodded obediently, washed his hands, and left.

This time the village chief was talking about repairing the village road, wanting each household to contribute some silver to fix it.

"Everyone has seen recently, the village road is full of potholes, many kids have fallen. Nowadays, nobody is lacking food, so I suggest each family contribute a bit of silver and we’ll repair the road."

Some were willing, while naturally others were not. Zhou Ping could tell and said, "I, as the village chief, will contribute five taels."

Actually, one tael from each family would be enough to repair the village road.

With that, even those with objections had nothing to say. A man in a gray jacket who didn’t want to give money took the smallest, Song Tingfan, as an excuse, "Village chief, you’d better ask Tingfan’s family first, maybe they won’t want to give."

Song Tingfan pursed his lips, showing no fear, "We are willing to give, as much as needed."

"Tingfan, it’s not your decision, you have to call your sister-in-law, her agreement is what counts. If you agree, you might get beaten up when you get home." The man in the gray jacket spoke as if he was looking out for him.

"No, sister-in-law won’t hit me."

Song Tingfan stared at him sternly, and added, "Sister-in-law will agree."

"Don’t just take your sister-in-law’s side, we all know what she’s like." The man in the gray jacket laughed smugly several times.

Lin Han, who was in the crowd, naturally felt uncomfortable hearing his daughter mentioned, and immediately pulled a face, "What do you mean! If you don’t want to give, don’t drag my daughter into it while I’m still standing here!"

The Lin Han family was not to be trifled with; generally, village folks wouldn’t want to offend them, especially Li Guifen, who would show up at your door, pork-cutting knife in hand, if offended.

And wouldn’t leave unless there was an apology.

The man in the gray jacket fell silent.

Zhou Ping’s opinion of Lin Qiao had changed a lot recently. He frowned and sternly said, "Why can’t Tingfan make decisions; he leads the Song’s second family."

"Anyway, if Song’s second family pays, my family will contribute." As soon as the man in the gray jacket said this, many nodded in agreement.

Clearly, they were not very willing to spend money to repair the road.

Zhou Ping felt somewhat angry. Repairing the road was for the good of the whole village, not just for his own benefit, but he held back his temper, "Then call Tingfan’s sister-in-law here."

He then asked his daughter-in-law to call her.

After waiting a full quarter of an hour, Lin Qiao arrived, having already heard about what happened from Zhou Tiedan’s mother on the way.

She glanced at the lonely-looking young man standing at the edge, and felt a bit angry. These people only knew to bully the weak. Pretending not to know anything, she asked, "Grandpa Zhou, what’s the matter?"

Zhou Ping repeated, "The village needs to repair the road, we want to ask if your family is willing to contribute money."

Lin Qiao gave an "oh" and looked at Song Tingfan, "Little Uncle, didn’t you already say?"

"I did," Song Tingfan appeared more upright upon seeing his sister-in-law’s arrival.

"Grandpa Zhou, what Little Uncle said counts, he runs this house, you don’t need to ask me," Lin Qiao said sincerely.

Zhou Ping nodded, then turned to the others, "Tingfan’s family is willing to contribute, how about the rest of you now?"

Two taels per family, most still didn’t want to pay. Some began targeting the Song’s second family, "Tingfan’s sister-in-law, your family earns more, why not contribute a bit more?"

Lin Qiao was nearly amused by these shameless people. For anything good, they never thought of her family, but they remembered when it came to money. She said with a sarcastic smile, "No problem paying it all."

"Just fly out later, uncle."

Everyone was shocked by the first half of her statement, but burst into laughter after hearing the latter part.

Niu Er couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud, "Haha, those not contributing can fly out, whoever dares to leave without paying, I’ll beat them every time I see them!"

"Niu Er! Don’t be so arrogant, just try and hit me!" The man from earlier glared at Niu Er, angry.

"If I’m scared of you, I’m not Niu Er! If you don’t want to pay up, that’s fine, but dragging Widow Song’s family into it? Coward!" Niu Er spat.

"Silence!!"

Zhou Ping scolded loudly, then continued in a serious tone, "Tingfan’s sister-in-law’s words have a point, those not contributing won’t have repairs done near their houses and won’t be allowed to have donkey carts, horse-drawn carriages, etc., go through, and will have to pay fifty cents annually as a road fee."

Though repairs wouldn’t be done nearby, the main road certainly would be.

"Raise your hands if you don’t want repairs done."

He roughly counted twelve families, nearly half, who didn’t want it.

If enforced, even the main road might have issues, making him unsure for a moment.