in2ebook Chapter 273 Song Ying's Two Henchmen
Chapter 273 Song Ying's Two Henchmen
The matter of the old man from the dealer's office will be put on hold for now. Anyway, the mission is valid in the long term. As long as he doesn't cause any trouble, we plan to let him enjoy a few more good days.
These past few days, Zhuang Chaoying has been weighing the matter repeatedly in her mind, feeling that she still needs to proceed with caution.
Zhuang Chaoying has stopped going to the appliance factory recently, to avoid giving anyone any leverage to report her. She can't let this happen again and again.
After all, if there are too many whistleblower letters, even if the education bureau believes him at first, the false ones will eventually become true.
On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the festive atmosphere was still strong.
The streets were decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time.
Song Ying walked ahead, a small Coach handbag slung over her arm, her hair neatly styled in an updo, wearing black high-heeled shoes, a red wool coat paired with black trousers—a quintessential fashionable young woman from the coastal region.
She was in a particularly good mood when she returned from her parents' home. As she looked at the familiar and bustling street scenes, the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.
Lin Wufeng and Lin Dongzhe carried the luggage bags behind, just like Song Ying's two henchmen.
Lin Wufeng looked up at Song Ying, his eyes full of tenderness, and shook his head with a smile. This was the kind of smugness that his Song Ying had, something that not everyone could handle, but he loved Song Ying just the way she was.
Aunt Li and Sister Zhang were sitting at their doorstep chatting and eating sunflower seeds when they saw Song Ying return, dressed so beautifully, and their eyes lit up. Aunt Li's eyes widened, and she quickly nudged Sister Zhang's arm.
"Look, isn't this Song Ying!"
Following the direction she was pointing, Sister Zhang couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. "Wow, that outfit is so stylish!"
Aunt Li said with a smile, "Song Ying, you're back from your parents' home. You look quite nice in that outfit."
Song Ying nodded and responded warmly. "Aunt Li, Sister Zhang, you're back! Happy New Year!"
The two quickly replied, "Happy New Year! Happy New Year!"
Aunt Li reached out and touched Song Ying's small handbag, her eyes filled with envy.
"Oh my goodness, this little bag must have cost a lot of money."
Sister Zhang spat the sunflower seed shells out of her mouth and chimed in, "Song Ying and Huang Ling are the top two girls in our cotton mill, so fashionable!"
Song Ying smiled happily and waved to them.
"I'll stop talking now. Wu Feng and Dong Zhe took a lot of things, so they're going home first. We'll talk again later." With that, she walked briskly home.
Zhuang Chaoying was hanging clothes on the clothesline with a bamboo pole when she heard Song Ying's voice. "Ah Ling, Xiao Song is back."
Huang Ling shoved the clothes rack into his arms, quickly walked into the alley, looked at Song Ying, and for some reason, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
Then it became popular.
She and Song Ying had a deep bond. During this time, Song Ying had been visiting her parents' home, and she had felt empty inside. Now, seeing Song Ying return, her emotions surged up.
Song Ying, who was smiling happily, quickly ran over to Sister Ling when she saw her.
"Sister Ling, I miss you."
The two hugged each other. "Song Ying, it's good to be back. Come inside quickly. Look at me, I'm so easily moved to tears. The older I get, the less I can hide my tears."
Song Ying reached out and wiped away Ling's tears. "Come inside."
Lin Wufeng and Dong Zhe followed behind.
Lin Dongzhe said politely, "Aunt Huang, Happy New Year!"
"Happy Chinese New Year, Dongzhe."
Lin Wufeng greeted her. "Sister Ling, Happy New Year."
Zhuang Chaoying hung the clothes up and called Xiaoting, Pengfei, and Tunan to come out.
"Mr. Lin, Happy New Year! I was just talking about you guys with Chaoying today. I figured you should be back by now."
The three children all started offering New Year's greetings in unison. "Aunt Song, Uncle Lin, Happy New Year!"
Lin Dongzhe carried his luggage bag. "Uncle Zhuang and Aunt Huang, Happy New Year!"
Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling responded with smiles. "Happy New Year."
Zhuang Chaoying quickly called out to A-Ling, "A-Ling, the children have all wished us a Happy New Year and given us red envelopes."
Huang Ling smiled and nodded. "I'll go inside and wrap it right away, Dongzhe, don't rush me."
Lin Dongzhe put his luggage inside and then came over to play with Xiaoting, Pengfei, and Tunan. They ate snacks, drank orange juice, and watched TV.
Pengfei mumbled as he chewed on a piece of osmanthus cake. “Dongzhe, you little rascal, you’ve only had two days of relaxation. You don’t know, since Tu Nan came back, he’s been tutoring Xiaoting and me for the second semester of our junior year, starting from the third year of junior high.”
Lin Dongzhe ate the osmanthus cake and laughed, a few crumbs still clinging to the corner of his mouth. "I guess I've been slacking off for a few days."
Tu Nan sat to the side, peeled an orange, broke off half and handed it to Xiao Ting, then stuffed the rest into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.
"Dongzhe will let you off the hook today, but starting tomorrow, the three of you can't go wild anymore."
Song Ying put her luggage bag inside the house and took out rice wine brewed by her family and two boxes of horseshoe pastries.
This horseshoe-shaped pastry is a well-known specialty of Jiangyin, and she brought it back especially for everyone to try.
As Song Ying arranged the items, she turned her head and asked.
"Wu Feng, give Xiao Ting and Peng Fei each a ten-yuan red envelope, and give Dong Zhe ten yuan as well. How much should Tu Nan give?"
Lin Wufeng stopped packing his bag, straightened up, and thought seriously for a moment.
"Give me fifty. Tu Nan needs a lot of money for college, and Dong Zhe said he's dating someone in college, which will cost even more." Lin Wufeng recalled his own college days and realized that college life was quite expensive, not to mention that Tu Nan already had a girlfriend.
Song Ying nodded. "Okay, I'll do as you say."
After discussing it, the two of them carried Jiangyin specialties and stood in front of Huang Ling's house.
Song Ying raised her voice and called out with a smile, "Sister Ling, Wu Feng and I are coming in."
At this moment, Zhuang Chaoying was in the kitchen, holding a cleaver and slicing cucumbers, planning to have a good drink with Engineer Lin.
Huang Ling assisted by handing over seasonings and washing dishes.
Hearing the sound, Huang Ling quickly put down what she was holding and picked up a towel to wipe her hands. "I'll go out and see."
Zhuang Chaoying was slicing cucumbers. "I'll take care of things here. You go out and chat with Xiao Song. I'll make a couple of side dishes and have a drink with Engineer Lin."
Huang Ling walked out quickly, a smile on her face.
Song Ying hurriedly went to meet her and handed over the things she was carrying.
"Sister Ling, this is a local specialty, horseshoe pastry. Open it and let the children try it. Also, this is rice wine that we brewed ourselves."
Lin Wufeng gently placed two bottles of rice wine in glass jars on the table and introduced them with a smile.
"Sister Ling, this rice wine is really delicious. When Song Ying first drank it as a child, it was sweet and she drank a whole bowl of it. She didn't expect it to be so strong. She fell asleep right next to the wine vat."
Song Ying smiled and patted Wu Feng's arm.
"Wu Feng, you're always bringing up my shortcomings. You're not much better yourself. Should I talk to Sister Ling about this?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Wufeng quickly patted Song Ying's hand, shook his head, and pleaded with her. "Alright, hurry up and give the children red envelopes."
Just then, Zhuang Chaoying came over carrying a plate of pickled vegetables and a plate of peanuts. "I heard it from behind. Xiao Song brought rice wine from home. I just made two side dishes, so let's have a taste of this rice wine, Engineer Lin."
He placed the dishes on the table and invited everyone to join him.
Four adults stood in front of the television, watching their children. "Do you want a red envelope? Why are you still watching TV?"
The four children quickly stood up, exchanged glances, and began to offer New Year's greetings in unison.
Huang Ling and Song Ying handed out red envelopes to the children.
Lin Dongzhe held the red envelope in his hand, squeezed it, and felt that it was unusually thick. He opened it and, as he had guessed, there was sixty-six yuan in it, six ten-yuan bills and six one-yuan bills. "Mom, Aunt Huang gave me sixty-six yuan."
Song Ying snatched Dong Zhe's red envelope.
"Sister Ling, this is too much."
Huang Ling smiled at Song Ying and naturally reached out to put her arm around hers.
“Let’s not talk about money between our two families. Things are better now. If this were before, it would only be 50 cents. Sixty-six is a lucky number. I hope Dongzhe’s future will be smooth sailing.”
Song Ying pursed her lips and reached out to tug at Lin Dongzhe. "Hurry up and thank your Aunt Huang and Uncle Zhuang."
Lin Dongzhe pursed his lips, feeling utterly helpless. He knew the money wouldn't end up in his hands; he hadn't seen his mother casually put the red envelope into her pocket.
Fortunately, he still had the ten yuan his mother had given him, which was a small consolation.
"Thank you, Auntie, Uncle Zhuang."
Zhuang Tunan opened the red envelope and saw, "Mom, Dad, fifty yuan."
Zhuang Chaoying nodded to her son.
“Take it. This is what your Uncle Lin and Aunt Song really want to give you. If you don’t accept it, your Uncle Lin will feel embarrassed to let you tutor Dongzhe.”
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