Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce

Chapter 165 - 160: Her Favorite Type Is the Villain

The guy greeted her, and even if Lin Qiao didn’t plan to get along, she had to politely respond, "Brother Xu."Beside her, Song Tingfan glanced at the items on the table, then at the unfamiliar man’s expression, and finally at his sister-in-law.

Being always polite, he didn’t make a sound.

Xu Hu and the others didn’t mind, assuming he was just shy.

The atmosphere was a bit quiet, Boss smiled and said, "We plan to go through that other road to the county town, so we came to pick you up. Are your things packed?"

"All packed, I’ll go get them."

Lin Qiao was about to fetch them when Boss stopped her, "No rush, you haven’t had breakfast yet, eat first, and Hu Zi and I will join you for a meal."

She had tasted Lin Qiao’s cooking once; it was delicious, well, she wanted Hu Zi to try.

Her second brother’s family was initially hesitant because they heard she was a widow. Later, after she repeatedly emphasized her good character, they agreed for Xu Hu to see her.

Lin Qiao was quite perceptive, naturally understanding her intention. However, she took a glance at Xu Hu, then at the nearby Song Tingfan.

Well, Song Tingfan was undoubtedly much better looking.

Actually, Xu Hu wasn’t ugly; his features were rather rugged, giving a slightly fierce impression at first glance, especially with the scar on the side of his face, making him seem less like an honest person.

In modern times, this kind of look is somewhat popular.

But she couldn’t appreciate it; she preferred the villain-style look.

Excessively handsome.

With this glance, Song Tingfan felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

Is his sister-in-law leaving him?

He bit his lip, "I’ll go cook," and then left the main room.

Entering the kitchen, his hand holding the firewood paused; would his sister-in-law talk to that person?

Thinking about it, he pursed his lips, finally calling out, "Sister-in-law."

In the main room, Lin Qiao was handing things to Boss and Xu Hu. Upon hearing, she set the items down and went to the kitchen, "What’s up?"

"I... I can’t make pancakes." Song Tingfan’s gaze shifted nervously, seemingly afraid of being noticed, as he bent down to pick up small pieces of firewood.

Lin Qiao thought he craved pancakes, naturally, she would satisfy him, "I’ll make them, I’ll bake a lot, the weather is not too hot recently, they can stay in the jar for a few days without spoiling."

She rolled up her sleeves, skillfully took out flour to knead, then added minced meat and onions.

Once the hot pan cooked them, the aroma drifted out, and Boss came in, "Smells great."

Lin Qiao turned to look at her, smiling, "Later, Auntie, eat more."

Boss nodded unreservedly, lingered for a while, then left the kitchen.

Main room

Seeing Xu Hu’s awkward posture, Song Qin and Song Rong exchanged glances, roughly understanding, Song Qin didn’t find anything wrong, instead earnestly scrutinized Xu Hu, after a moment she cheerfully asked, "Child, what do you do for a living? You look quite strong."

Xu Hu wasn’t talkative, and now somewhat awkward, he spoke even less, "Carrying goods."

Hearing this, Boss discreetly glared at the silly child, promptly interjected, "Hu Zi carries goods at the dock, Auntie knows, the dock’s requirements are high, my Hu Zi was selected at first sight by the dock’s boss."

Though carrying goods doesn’t pay much, it’s considered decent; Song Qin felt mildly satisfied, "No wonder you’re so robust. Are you married?"

Xu Hu shook his head, Boss, a bit frustrated, assisted, "Not yet, my brother and sister-in-law are busy with their shop, haven’t paid much attention to his marriage, but this year they started seeing people."

"Hu Zi is just taciturn, everything else is good, works swiftly, and is considerate."

The talk reached this point, Song Qin and Song Rong understood, Song Rong nodded, "It’s important to be considerate nowadays."

The old couple was quite satisfied with Xu Hu, not to mention his good family, the child alone was promising.

Tall, sturdy.

The only flaw was the scar on his face.

After a while, Song Tingfan carried out a plate of pancakes, then brought out bowls and chopsticks, served porridge, and placed it around the table.

Lin Qiao was the last to come out, holding pickles, happily saying, "There’s not much here, just pancakes."

"Your pancakes taste even better than those sold in town."

Boss took a bite of the pancake, sincerely praised, then nudged Xu Hu, "Hu Zi, do you think it tastes good?"

"Alright." Xu Hu, straightforward, nodded.

Seeing Boss stumped, Lin Qiao wanted to laugh a bit, Xu Hu’s straightforward nature.

Seems like being unmarried isn’t just about looks; it’s also about personality.

Suddenly, she thought of Song Tingfan, his straightforward nature too but sweet-talking, everything she did, he praised.

Probably even a husband couldn’t praise like him.

Though Xu Hu was straightforward, he was diligent, after the meal, he voluntarily rolled up his sleeves to clean up the dishes.

Lin Qiao wanted to tell him not to do it, but Boss, laughingly, stopped her; Xu Hu then took the dishes to the kitchen.

Song Tingfan followed into the kitchen, his tone slightly stiff, "I’ll wash."

Xu Hu honestly replied, "I’ll wash, kid, go play."

His tone was as though talking to a child; Song Tingfan didn’t like it, "You’re a guest, I’ll wash," saying this, he expertly fetched water into the pot, using a rag to wash the bowls.

He and sister-in-law were family.

Xu Hu was honest but not foolish, he sensed the kid was hostile toward him, guessing he knew about him seeing his sister-in-law.

Embarrassedly scratching his head, not knowing what to say, standing for a while, he left.

Boss, seeing him come out so soon, paused, "Finished washing dishes?"

"The kid’s washing." Xu Hu bent over to pick up a fallen broom.

Boss had nothing more to say, thinking he might as well stay single his entire life, her brother’s family looked down on Lin Qiao for being a widow, but she didn’t think Lin Qiao necessarily fancied this straightforward guy.

Undoubtedly, she realized the truth.

Lin Qiao, hearing it was Song Tingfan washing, greeted Boss then went to the kitchen to help,

At this moment, Song Tingfan was washing the large basin, the strength in his rolled-up sleeves was evident, though his force seemed a bit excessive?

If he kept washing like this, the basin might end up ruined.

From her understanding of villainous behavior, he wasn’t happy.

A teenager randomly unhappy again.

Previously, while making pancakes, wasn’t he fine; she made him more, his mouth almost reached his ears.

She cautiously called, with a hint of coaxing, "Little Uncle."

Song Tingfan was consumed with thoughts of Xu Hu’s gaze at his sister-in-law, unaware of her entering, hearing her voice his hands paused, then obediently turned to look at her, "Sister-in-law."

"What’s wrong? You seem a bit unhappy." Lin Qiao fetched a basin to scoop water, helping clear the dishes.

Sister-in-law, I don’t like that person.

Song Tingfan lowered his eyes, with a hint of timidity, "Sister-in-law...

"Can I go with you?" he asked, a bit tense.

He knew he should study, but thinking of his sister-in-law leaving with someone else, he felt troubled.

Sour and troubled.

Just like the taste of swallowing sauerkraut.