Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 154 - 149: Sister-in-law Is Not an Outsider, but One of Us

Chapter 154: Chapter 149: Sister-in-law Is Not an Outsider, but One of Us

Immediately, the children swarmed out, Zhou Tiedan waved at Lin Qiao happily, "Sister-in-law."

Song Tingfan behind him pressed his lips tightly, clearly, she was his sister-in-law, why should Zhou Tiedan call her that.

Annoying.

He took a bigger step, getting in front of Zhou Tiedan, standing before Lin Qiao, sweetly and happily said, "Sister-in-law."

Lin Qiao smiled and nodded, then jokingly said to Zhou Tiedan, "Tiedan, we’re going to your house for some meat."

Zhou Tiedan nodded happily, "Alright, I’ll ask my mom to fry some meat."

"Won’t your mom scold you?"

"My big brother will cover for me."

Lin Qiao was amused by him, laughed a few times, then caught a glimpse of Song Tingfan pursing his lips, she quickly restrained herself a bit.

After being together for so long, she found the "villain" had quite a possessive streak.

Especially when it came to people he cared about.

This personality trait is quite normal, just like how kids don’t like it when their parents are nice to other children.

"Little Uncle, are you tired? When we get home, you’ll have some pancakes, I made your favorite ones."

Sister-in-law made his favorite pancakes.

Song Tingfan, who was upset earlier because of Zhou Tiedan (jealous), his eyes lit up, "Okay."

Nearby, Zhou Tiedan was envious, "Sister-in-law, I want some too, okay?"

"Sent to your house already."

As soon as Lin Qiao finished speaking, Zhou Tiedan ran off, shouting, "I’m going home."

In a blink, he disappeared from sight, Lin Qiao couldn’t help but sigh in her heart how great youth is, "Little Uncle, we need to go to the village chief’s house for some matters, let’s hurry."

"Alright." Song Tingfan nodded.

Right now, the sun was quite strong, making it hard to keep one’s eyes open, seeing his sister-in-law raise her hand to block the sunlight, he quietly moved from the left to the right, quickening his pace slightly.

The shadow fell down, Lin Qiao looked over, saw the teenager’s side profile against the light, his nose drawing a perfect arc, her gaze moved up, landing on his forehead, there were a few small pimples.

A teenager going through puberty.

"Little Uncle, eat less spicy food recently."

Song Tingfan instinctively touched the pimples on his forehead, then shielded them with his hand, seemingly not wanting his sister-in-law to see.

He didn’t look good right now.

Watching his actions, Lin Qiao froze for a moment before realizing it was a common "inferiority complex" among teenagers.

Such times call for more praise, her words of praise came easily, "Little Uncle, you’re getting more handsome, looking more like a man now."

Song Tingfan still covered his forehead and shyly lowered his head.

The two of them talked as they walked, keeping a brisk pace, they reached Zhou Tiedan’s house in no time.

By this time, Zhou Tiedan was already eating the pancakes, seeing Lin Qiao and Song Tingfan arrive, he quickly stood up, "Mom, hurry and fry the meat."

"What’s gotten into you again, fry meat? What meat? Your dad didn’t go buy any."

Zhou Tiedan’s mom glared at him, not in the mood, then looked at her husband, "Let you buy meat, you bring back wine instead, why not just soak in the wine vat?"

Zhou Tiedan’s dad, knowing he was in the wrong, didn’t dare to make a sound and was about to leave when he saw the two at the door, immediately called for them to come in, "Tingfan’s sister-in-law, Tingfan, you’re here, come in, Dad and the rest are waiting for you."

Lin Shan and Song Tingfan entered the main room, Zhou Tiedan wanted to follow in but was dragged to the kitchen by his mom.

Inside the main room, Zhou Ping held a pen writing the contract of sale, Jin Jiusan and Lin Han watched beside him, not knowing how to read, they had no idea what was being written.

After a while, Zhou Ping put down the brush and read it to them, "Jin Family’s Jin Jiusan on February 13th of the 18th year of An Yuan sold to the Song Family’s Song Tingfan..."

After reading, he glanced at them, "Any issues? If not, then put your fingerprints."

Lin Qiao and Jin Jiusan had no issues, they shook their heads simultaneously, Song Tingfan pinched the edge of his clothing, suddenly spoke up, "Grandpa Zhou, is that my name?"

"Yes, your sister-in-law said to write your name." Zhou Ping nodded.

Hearing this, Song Tingfan glanced at Lin Qiao, without thinking he shook his head to refuse, "You can’t write my name, it should be Sister-in-law’s."

"It’s Sister-in-law who earned the money."

"I don’t want it."

The others were stunned, Zhou Ping looked at Lin Qiao, indicating whose name should ultimately be written, Lin Qiao with a caring look for Song Tingfan, spoke, "Grandpa Zhou, just write Little Uncle’s, as a woman what do I need land under my name for?"

It made sense, no woman in the village had land in their name, it was typically under the husband’s name.

Zhou Ping agreed, "It’s better under Tingfan’s name than yours, saves a tenth on the annual grain tax."

Song Tingfan’s dad served in the army for a few years, the court had a policy, for army families, a direct three-generation reduction of one-tenth in grain tax, not including wives or other outsiders.

Lin Qiao didn’t know it also reduced the grain tax, "Just write Little Uncle’s name, reduced or not, write his, easier for future marriage talks."

Look at that, she was practically the perfect sister-in-law.

If the "villain" wasn’t moved, she’d twist her head off.

Song Tingfan looked at her in a daze, his expression unsurprisingly moved and saddened.

Sister-in-law always looked out for him, what could he give her in return in the future...

Jin Jiu chuckled and chimed in, "Indeed, in a year or two Tingfan needs to talk about marriage, having a few acres of land in his name would get him a good wife."

Lin Han wanted to say something, but ultimately didn’t, they were only concerned about their daughter, never thinking that both of Tingfan’s parents are gone, in a year or two he’d be talking marriage, and without land, how was he supposed to propose?

"Register it in Tingfan’s name."

Song Tingfan wanted to say something, Lin Qiao gently shook her head at him, signaling not to say anything anymore, he bit his lip and didn’t say anything else.

After both families pressed their fingerprints, Lin Qiao handed over the silver, most of her savings gone in an instant, she still felt a bit of flesh ache, this was her hard-earned silver from working day in and day out.

She could only console herself, treating it as spending money to buy a "life."

Exiting the village chief’s house, Lin Han said he was going back, Lin Qiao invited him for lunch, but he declined, so they parted at the fork in the road.

The path by the road seemed narrower again, digging further might leave no place to walk.

Lin Qiao walked in front, Song Tingfan behind.

Suddenly, the teenager spoke up, seriously promising, "Sister-in-law, I won’t take the land, it’s all yours."

Afraid she wouldn’t believe, he added two more words, "Really."

"What’s yours or mine? Little Uncle, we’re family, the land belongs to our family." Lin Qiao turned her head, seeing his earnest eyes, one wouldn’t doubt his sincerity.

In this moment, being forced to play this role, Lin Qiao felt a little comfort, at least the "villain" cared for her.

Seeing he still wanted to assure her, she pretended to be upset, "Little Uncle, do you see me as an outsider, is that why you’re dividing you from me?"

Hearing she misunderstood, Song Tingfan shook his head, awkwardly explaining, "No, it’s just that..."

"It’s, it’s..."

He stuttered for a long while, unable to form a complete sentence, getting anxious, seeing sister-in-law about to turn away, he blurted out without thinking, "Sister-in-law isn’t an outsider, she’s family."