Chapter 86: I'll Have My Father Come to Propose Marriage
Chapter 86: I’ll Have My Father Come to Propose Marriage
A few days later, around noon, Lin Fengmian and his companions saw the distant town.
This time, since Lin Fengmian was leading the way, they didn’t take any detours.
Even though he didn’t know the way and hadn’t traveled this far before, at least he wasn’t disoriented.
If Wen Qinlin had led the way, they might have ended up in a ditch.
With Xia Yunxi and the others accompanying them, the journey was not boring.
They were all young and quickly got to know each other, chatting and laughing.
Seeing his long-lost hometown, Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but feel anxious, perhaps this was what they called “fear of returning home”.
Xia Yunxi, who was also nervous, asked uneasily, “Brother, do I really not need to buy any gifts?”
Lin Fengmian smiled, “Seeing you as beautiful as a flower, they will be very happy; they don’t need anything else.”
Xia Yunxi was half believing but still very worried.
Lin Fengmian joked: “The ugly daughter-in-law will have to meet her mother-in-law eventually, don’t be afraid!”
Xia Yunxi, who obviously had no concept of her own appearance, believed him and said, “Brother, am I really that ugly?”
Lin Fengmian was speechless, and Zhou Xiaoping said speechlessly, “Sister Yunxi, if you’re ugly, then I shouldn’t live.”
Xia Yunxi quickly waved her hand, “Xiaoping, you’re very pretty!”
Zhou Xiaoping said enviously, “If I could be half as pretty as you, Sister Yunxi, I’d be satisfied.”
Xia Yunxi exclaimed in surprise, “I’m not as good as you say, it’s just that my physique is special.”
This wasn’t a lie; she always thought her physique was special and never considered herself to be naturally beautiful.
Lin Fengmian, distracted by her conversation, felt his fear of returning home disappear.
Soon, Ning City appeared in front of them. This small town looked the same as it did when Lin Fengmian left.
This ancient city, which was said to be over a thousand years old, had survived several wars and dynastic changes.
Due to its long history, the city had many historical sites that attracted many scholars and poets.
Upon entering the city, Lin Fengmian noticed that although the city was still bustling, there were fewer pedestrians than before, making it seem somewhat desolate.
This made Lin Fengmian frown slightly, what was going on?
Wen Qinlin also twitched her nose and frowned, “Brother Lin, something seems to be wrong in this city; there’s a faint evil aura.”
Lin Fengmian was taken aback and asked, “Brother Wen, are you sure?”
Wen Qinlin shook his head, “It’s faint and unclear, I’ll observe more.”
Lin Fengmian nodded, and the four of them slowly walked through the city, soon attracting curious glances.
Their appearance and demeanor were too outstanding.
Xia Yunxi and Zhou Xiaoping were naturally beautiful, and even Lin Fengmian and the male dressed Wen Qinlin had an extraordinary presence.
Observing the unique local customs of this ancient city, Wen Qinlin smiled, “I have long heard that Ning City is a thousand-year-old ancient city. This is my first visit. The people here are very hospitable.”
Lin Fengmian laughed dryly, “They are just curious. After all, we have two beauties, and it’s pleasing to the eye.”
Wen Qinlin was just making conversation; as long as no one bothered them, she didn’t care much.
“Hey, Lin Fengmian, where is your home?” Zhou Xiaoping asked curiously.
They had gotten to know each other on the trip, so she stopped using formal titles and called him by his full name.
“It’s still a bit of a walk, but we’re almost there,” Lin Fengmian smiled.
“Is there enough room in your house for all of us?” Zhou Xiaoping worried.
Lin Fengmian waved his hand, “Don’t worry, there should be enough rooms. If not, you can squeeze in with Brother Wen.”
Zhou Xiaoping spat, “You scoundrel, why don’t you squeeze with me?”
Lin Fengmian laughed, “I wouldn’t mind, but I’m afraid Brother Wen would stab me.”
Wen Qinlin said indifferently, “If you dare, I really don’t mind poking a few holes in you.”
Lin Fengmian quickly raised his hands in surrender, “I dare not, I dare not!”
Among the street vendors, a gentle and beautiful woman dressed in green, like others, was curiously looking at the approaching group.
The woman, in her early twenties, was dressed in coarse cloth but couldn’t hide her natural beauty, and her watery eyes seemed to speak.
The woman suddenly covered her mouth in surprise, “Isn’t the middle one very similar to Lin Fengmian?”
Others were stunned, some exclaimed, “Come to think of it, the eyebrows and eyes are quite similar!”
“Impossible, is that kid so handsome?”
“It looks more and more like him!”
The green-clad woman exclaimed happily, “It must be him, he’s been eating my tofu since he was a child, I can’t be wrong.”
Next to her, a gloomy old woman sneered, “Song Youwei, I can see that you’re crazy about your little sweetheart.”
“The Lin family’s child went to seek immortality, and you’ve been eating tofu for years.”
Song Youwei’s eyes dimmed and she pursed her lips, “Mother, there’s nothing between us, don’t say that.”
The old woman said sarcastically, “Shameless bitch, don’t I know your little tricks?”
“You didn’t stop flirting with that Lin family boy before, weren’t you trying to marry into the Lin family and rise to the top?”
“I’m telling you, forget it. You are a member of my Zhu family in life, and a ghost of my Zhu family in death!”
The surrounding people were used to this and shook their heads, but no one dared to intervene.
Song Youwei was a widow of the Zhu family who was sold by her family as a child to marry the sickly Zhu for good luck.
On their wedding day, Song Youwei hadn’t even stepped out the door when the sickly Zhu died.
She had been dutiful, relying on a donkey left behind to sell tofu in town, and had taken care of the sickly Zhu’s old mother.
Instead of gratitude, the old woman felt she was a curse and treated her with abuse.
Because of her young and beautiful appearance, many men lusted after her, and women ostracized her with all kinds of gossip.
The old woman felt that she was about to be betrayed, so she insulted her endlessly, kept a close watch on her, and even scared off many interested men.
Song Youwei had always been submissive, so the old woman’s arrogance had grown.
This time was no different; the old woman continued to curse, becoming more and more vulgar.
“Song Youwei, look at yourself, what else do you have besides these things? Can the young master of the Lin family even look at you, a jinx? Pfft!”
“If you can marry into the Lin family, I will admire you, and I will have a grand palanquin to send you off in, how about that?”
Song Youwei had been used to this for a long time, so she lowered her head in silence and let the old woman curse.
At that moment, a teasing voice came, “Aunt Zhu, are you serious? Then I’ll have my father come and propose marriage.”
“Sister Youwei is beautiful and charming, I’ve wanted her for a long time. Who knew I’d be in for a pleasant surprise when I got back?”