Chapter 42: The Mutual Care of Father and Mother Lin

The first time Lin Ruannuan saw the Lin father and son in person, she realized from the bottom of her heart how similar the two of them were.

Even the dark looks they gave Bai Cheng'an were almost synchronized.

With a slight smile, Lin Ruannuan pressed her lips together and stepped back to Bai Cheng'an's side.

"Fr...friend," she stammered.

"Friend?" Father Lin's face darkened further.

"Jie, last time someone came to our house looking for you, saying that your husband is no longer around?"

Although Lin Qiu had a dark expression, he didn't say much. Instead, he looked at Lin Ruannuan with some concern and asked.

Lin Ruannuan nodded and replied indifferently.

Back when the original owner married into the Fu family, not only did she not have time for the wedding night, but she also never even saw what her husband looked like.

She served the Fu family for two years and ended up being sold off by her mother-in-law. Naturally, she had no good feelings toward the Fu family, including her deceased husband.

Don't tell her about respecting the dead. As a killer, she's seen too many dead people, and one more doesn't make a difference.

"He died, and the Fu family sold you to that wealthy landowner?" Lin Qiu seemed a bit indignant and glanced at Bai Cheng'an while saying this.

"This person, is he also a servant of the wealthy landowner?"

His unfriendly gaze seemed ready to kick Bai Cheng'an out of the house.

"No," Lin Ruannuan shook her head repeatedly.

"Food... is ready. Let's... let's eat first."

She tugged at Lin Qiu, making him loosen his clenched fists.

"Yes, let's eat first," Father Lin sighed and walked over to Lin Ruannuan.

"Let your friend join us for the meal. We'll talk about everything after eating."

He glanced coldly at Bai Cheng'an. Although his tone was somewhat cold, it wasn't as sharp as Lin Qiu's.

Lin Qiu had always been an obedient child, and he naturally complied with Father Lin's words.

Pressing his lips together, he made way for the others to enter the house before he slowly followed.

Once inside, he noticed that two people were missing.

"Jie, where are mother and Yanyan? Didn't you see them when you came back?" Lin Qiu asked suspiciously, looking around the house.

"They... went out," Lin Ruannuan replied as she lifted the pot lid, releasing the aroma of a large pot of white rice.

The scent of rice mixed with the smell of meat made the two men, who had just returned from the fields, start salivating immediately.

Lin Qiu, not as composed as Father Lin, was wide-eyed at the sight of the pot of rice.

"Jie, did you cook all our rice? Mother said this amount of rice should last us until winter."

Lin Ruannuan smiled without replying.

She hadn't cooked the Lin family's rice but had taken it from her portable supermarket. Although the pot seemed full, it was only about four or five pounds of rice.

The Lin father and son had just returned from the fields and could eat a lot, and Bai Cheng'an had a big appetite too. If she didn't cook enough, they might not eat their fill.

While Lin Qiu was dishing out the rice with a pained expression, Lin Ruannuan brought out the meat and vegetables she had kept warm in another pot.

Seeing the pot of rice had already made Lin Qiu's head spin. Now, seeing so many dishes, he nearly fainted.

Eggs and pork, both things they only ate sparingly every few days, were all laid out on the table.

Yes, rice, pork, and eggs were delicious, and he liked them.

But if they ate everything in one meal, what would they do afterward? How would they get by?

"Mother always said you had a tough time at the Fu family. But it seems the Fu family lived quite well," Lin Qiu said, wiping the sweat from his forehead and looking at Lin Ruannuan.

Lin Ruannuan turned to look at him, her round black eyes full of confusion.

"If the Fu family wasn't well off, they would have starved long ago with the way you cook," Lin Qiu explained before she could ask.

Lin Ruannuan pulled a wry smile. It wasn't that exaggerated!

"With just these few dishes, they're just ordinary home-cooked meals. Back when she was an assassin, she at least had one vegetarian and one meat dish for her meals.

She served each of them a large bowl of white rice and took a small bowl for herself. Her appetite could only handle that much.

Although Lin Qiu felt pained seeing so much food prepared, once he started eating, he enjoyed it more than Lin Ruannuan, who had cooked it.

Large chunks of braised pork, one bite and the mouth was full of oil.

Even during New Year's, Lin Qiu had never enjoyed meat this much.

The small green vegetables and tomato egg soup on the table were hardly touched, but the two plates of braised pork were quickly reduced by a third as soon as they started eating.

Lin Ruannuan noticed that whether it was Bai Cheng'an or the Lin father and son, they all loved meat, especially in big chunks.

Fortunately, she had left some in the pot. Even if they finished all the meat on the table, there would still be some for Lin's mother when she returned.

Whether it was because of the family tradition or because the meal was too delicious, they all ate in silence.

When the meal was almost finished, and one plate of meat was still half full, Lin Ruannuan pushed it towards Father Lin.

"Father... have some more," she said.

"Ruannuan, your mother and sister-in-law haven't come back yet. Leave this meat for them," Father Lin shook his head and said in a deep voice.

Hmm, coming back from the fields and still thinking about the family, Father Lin seemed to be a good person.

He was good, and so was Lin's mother. They cared for each other because they lived together.

But that woman named Yanyan did not deserve such care from Father Lin.

Lin Qiu couldn't stop glancing at the remaining meat, clearly not having had enough.

But he just kept looking and didn't actually take any.

Lin Ruannuan found it amusing but didn't show it. Lin Qiu's habit of considering others was good and shouldn't be discouraged.

However, there was no need to leave this meat.

Seeing that no one else was going to eat it, she picked up the plate and served some to everyone's bowls.

She had already left enough meat in the pot for Lin's mother and the others. Eating leftovers wouldn't be good for them.

But this action was caught by Yanyan, who had just returned.

"Look at your daughter. She didn't leave us any of the meat. How can she be any good?" Yanyan yelled at Lin's mother, pointing at the empty plate in Lin Ruannuan's hand.

Everyone eating looked up and saw Yanyan with a swollen red face, standing angrily at the door.

Behind her, besides Lin's mother, was another woman, who looked as stern as Lin's mother and was about the same age.

"Mother, look at them!" After pointing at the empty plate in Lin Ruannuan's hand, Yanyan turned and burrowed into the shorter woman's arms.

"Yanyan, don't worry. As long as I'm here, I won't let anyone bully you," the woman said coldly, glaring at Lin Ruannuan while patting Yanyan's back.