Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 164 - 159: How About Marrying the Villain?

Chapter 164: Chapter 159: How About Marrying the Villain?

Song Tingfan is a hunter, with better hearing than the average person. He heard everything the boss said just now.

He instinctively glanced at the position of her chest, quickly realizing it was inappropriate, and hurriedly moved his gaze away, his ears turning red, "Very... nice."

Lin Qiao was sure that Song Tingfan had just stared at her chest, "..."

She was slightly embarrassed.

It’s not like a "son" to look at a "mother’s" chest.

But there’s no way to educate this.

She realized a problem: should she tell Song Tingfan about the matters between men and women?

There’s a rule here that once a boy turns thirteen, the family elders will talk to him about men and women.

On Song Tingfan’s thirteenth birthday, no one spoke to him about it.

She needs to tell grandma when she gets home to have grandpa talk to him about it, otherwise, he won’t understand.

The boss observed their reactions and finally, her gaze fell on Song Tingfan. Actually, Widow Song’s little uncle isn’t bad.

Just a bit young, but in a couple of years, he’d do.

When Lin Qiao went in to change clothes, she followed her in, a teasing expression on her face, and whispered, "Your little uncle is quite nice."

Lin Qiao didn’t catch on to what she was saying, casually agreeing, "Yeah, my little uncle is quite good."

The smile on the boss’s lips widened, and she lowered her voice further, "Do you have that kind of feeling?"

Seeing Lin Qiao’s confused look, she gave her a playful look, how could she not understand, and explained further, "Marry your little uncle." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

A widow marrying her little uncle, although not very common, is normal. Rural folks don’t have much silver to marry a wife.

A few years ago, there was a poor family that couldn’t afford a wife, so they spent a few taels of silver to buy a woman to be a wife for both brothers.

This statement shocked Lin Qiao, and she choked on her spit, "Cough cough cough..."

She was startled.

She would have to be crazy to marry the antagonist, let alone the fact that the "antagonist" is her "son."

She never thought about it.

"Boss, don’t... don’t say that, I’ve never thought about it."

The boss playfully rolled her eyes at her again, lowering her voice a bit, "If you haven’t thought about it before, now that I’ve mentioned it, think about it. I see your little uncle is quite considerate, if you marry him, he’s very likely to agree."

This isn’t about whether he’s willing to marry; it’s an insurmountable gap.

Although open-minded, she’s not open enough for "mother-son romance."

Lin Qiao emphasized seriously, "I only see him as my little uncle, boss, please don’t talk about this anymore, it’s not good if it gets out."

The boss saw she was serious, thought it was a pity, but didn’t bring it up again, saying, "I’ll matchmake for you. My second brother’s son isn’t bad, although he has a scar on his face, he doesn’t look great, but he’s honest and hardworking, working at the dock, earning two or three hundred cents a day."

Her second brother’s son is indeed decent, just unfortunate about the scar. Otherwise, with her second brother’s situation, matchmakers would have already proposed.

Actually, it’s not like no one proposed, but whenever someone did, the daughters were really unattractive, either with sores on their faces or pockmarked.

As someone who values looks, Lin Qiao politely declined, "I’m not thinking about these things now. Once my little uncle gets married, boss, you can help me find a match."

"Come on, have a look. Tomorrow, I’ll have him come to town to get supplies with me, don’t refuse right away, meet first, and if it’s not suitable, forget it."

The boss’s enthusiasm was overwhelming, Lin Qiao found it hard to handle, and despite several polite refusals, it was of no use.

This matter had already been placed on the table.

After Song Tingfan paid the silver, as they both left, the boss cheerfully added, "Dress nicely tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan glanced at Lin Qiao, why should she dress nicely?

After walking a bit farther, he cautiously said, "Sister-in-law, are you going to town tomorrow?"

"Yes, I might stay for several days, so you stay at home with grandma and grandpa." Lin Qiao nodded.

Several days without being home...

Song Tingfan was somewhat unhappy, but knowing sister-in-law was making money, he said, "Oh."

Hearing his low spirits, Lin Qiao smiled, "I’ll be back in a few days, and I’ll bring some good food for you, little uncle."

Song Tingfan obediently nodded.

...

After dinner that day, Song Tingfan busily went in and out, packing many things for Lin Qiao, afraid she wouldn’t eat well while away.

Lin Qiao repeatedly said it was unnecessary, but he stubbornly insisted, leaving her no choice but to comply.

Perhaps because an adult is going far away, the child feels reluctant, Song Tingfan sat in her room, not moving, seeming to want to stay a bit longer.

Lin Qiao let him, "Little uncle, why don’t you sleep in my room tonight?"

Song Tingfan looked delighted, but remembering Mrs. Li’s words, hesitated, then said after a while, "Sister-in-law, I’ll lay a straw mat on the floor and sleep."

"Okay." Lin Qiao nodded. The boss’s words had made her realize that Song Tingfan was at an age where he could marry, so she needed to maintain some distance.

Song Tingfan went to get a straw mat and lay it on the floor, then fetched the quilt. Watching sister-in-law lie down, he extinguished the fire and laid on the mat himself.

The night was very quiet, but the young man couldn’t sleep. Through the moonlight streaming in from the window, he stared motionlessly at the woman turned away from him.

Sister-in-law was going to town for several days.

He didn’t want her to go.

He wanted to grow up quickly, so he could earn money, and then sister-in-law wouldn’t have to go far.

...

The next day, the sky was just beginning to brighten, carrying a faint red glow.

"Cluck cluck cluck..."

Lin Qiao held chicken feed, calling the chickens in the yard, and instantly, three little chickens came over, pecking at the feed on the ground.

At this moment, Song Tingfan returned from feeding the ducks outside, excitedly gesturing, "Sister-in-law, the ducks have grown a bit."

"When they get fatter, I’ll stew duck meat for you." Lin Qiao smiled.

"No need to eat, save them to sell." Song Tingfan replied naively.

Lin Qiao was about to say something when suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from outside. She turned to look, and it was the boss from the fabric shop.

The carriage driver wasn’t the usual uncle but a young man with a scar on his face, estimated to be around twenty years old.

This must be the son of the boss’s second brother she mentioned.

"..."

She called out, "Boss, come in quickly."

The boss nodded, giving a glance to her second brother’s son, Xu Hu, "Hu Zi, quickly take the things out."

Xu Hu first glanced at Lin Qiao. Aunt said she was pretty; he thought she’d at most be an average woman, but she was really quite pretty.

She was the prettiest he’d seen.

He hesitated for a moment, then, feeling a bit embarrassed, went to fetch the items from the carriage.

After entering the house, Lin Qiao poured water for them. The boss took a sip and introduced, "This is my second brother’s son, named Xu Hu."

"Hu Zi, greet grandma and grandpa, don’t just stand there."

Xu Hu hurriedly greeted, "Grandma, grandpa..."

Seeing Lin Qiao and Song Tingfan, he wasn’t sure how to address them.

Seeing this, the boss was troubled. On the way, she had told him about the members of the Song Family, "You’re not much older than Madam Tingfan, just call her ’sister,’ and the one next to her is her little uncle, call him ’younger brother’ or something."

Xu Hu looked at Lin Qiao shyly, "Sister, younger brother."