bestfiction Chapter 304 Lin Wufeng and Song Ying
Chapter 304 Lin Wufeng and Song Ying
Chapter 304 Lin Wufeng and Song Ying
"Wu Feng, stop with the feudal superstitions, okay? This is all the result of Dong Zhe's own hard work."
Although Song Ying said this, she actually found her son's transformation somewhat unbelievable. The corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up. It seemed that God had finally opened his eyes. Maybe the bodhisattvas she had prayed to before really worked. Lin Dongzhe didn't need Xiao Ting to urge him; he actually took the initiative to study.
Lin Dongzhe slung his backpack over his shoulder and thought to himself: This is not only for Xiaoting, but also for myself, and even more so for my parents.
He still remembered what his mother said when she came back from visiting him and Pengfei at Tongji University. He also said that he would make sure she was called "Lin Dongzhe's mother from ** University" in the future. As for why he didn't know which university it was, it was because Xiaoting hadn't decided yet. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
After Dongzhe left, the couple tiptoed to the second-floor window like thieves, craned their necks, and strained to look into Xiaoting's room, trying to see what the children were doing.
Then Dongzhe pointed at the exercise book he was holding.
Lin Dongzhe seemed to notice the commotion and looked over. Song Ying hurriedly pulled Lin Wufeng down to squat down, looking quite comical.
Lin Wufeng held Song Ying's hand, and the two squatted down by the wall, gently comforting her. "Alright, stop looking. Dongzhe really went to study. This child has changed so much; I didn't even realize it at first. Let's go back and eat."
The couple returned to the first floor.
Song Ying held a rice bowl in her hand. "Wu Feng, Dong Zhe has been studying very hard lately, and I'm a little worried."
Lin Wufeng ate the fatty meat in his bowl and put the lean meat into his wife's bowl. "Sometimes I think, Dongzhe is studying so hard, I'm afraid he's too tired. He's almost as hardworking as Xiaoting. But his mental state is very normal and stable, and he doesn't seem to have any problems, so I'll just let him be."
As a father, he was both worried about his son's health and proud of his efforts.
Song Ying ate the lean meat, her face beaming with joy.
"Isn't it good that Xiaoting can get into university? I remember Aunt Li saying that the two of them are like a kitchen knife and a cutting board, growing up together. They were classmates in elementary school, middle school, and high school, always together. It would be great if the two of them could go to the same university, don't you think, Wu Feng?"
Her eyes were shining as if she could already see Xiaoting and Dongzhe walking into the university campus together.
After finishing his meal, Lin Wufeng put down his chopsticks and suddenly asked a question he had always wanted to ask.
"Between Dongzhe and Xiaoting, who is the cleaver and who is the cutting board?"
Song Ying explained earnestly, “That’s not important. What’s important is that the kitchen knife and cutting board can’t be separated, and Xiaoting and Dongzhe won’t be separated either. At first, Teacher Zhuang tutored Dongzhe, and then Xiaoting usually watched over Dongzhe’s studies. During holidays, Tu Nan also tutored him. Sister Ling’s whole family is helping Dongzhe keep up.”
Lin Wufeng laughed, got up, and put the bowl and chopsticks in the kitchen sink.
"Indeed, Dongzhe seems to have grown up a lot and become much more sensible. The saying 'one is influenced by one's company' is true. We should thank Sister Ling and her family properly, and we should also thank you."
His eyes were full of love, and his gaze towards Song Ying was even more tender.
Song Ying carried the remaining dishes to the kitchen. "What are you thanking me for?"
Lin Wufeng said half-jokingly, "Thank you for being so lucky to marry me and meet Sister Ling's family."
Upon hearing this, Song Ying couldn't help but nudge him with her elbow. "Lin Wufeng, are you itching for a beating too?"
But the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, and her eyes were filled with sweetness.
In the kitchen, their laughter mingled together, warm and happy. This ordinary moment in life is what Song Ying and Lin Wufeng's daily life is like.
Lin Wufeng felt very fortunate and proud to have married Song Ying, which was the greatest blessing of his life.
When Song Ying married him, his family was very poor and had nothing. They didn't have thirty-six legs, and all they had was a watch that he had saved up to buy for her.
His father died early, and as the eldest son in the family, he shouldered the burden of the family at a young age, studying hard while helping his mother raise his younger siblings.
After he started working, he always carefully calculated his monthly salary, keeping only a small amount for living expenses to barely make ends meet, and sending the rest home without hesitation.
In those years, he lived frugally, reluctant to buy himself a new piece of clothing or a good meal, just so that his family could live a slightly more comfortable life.
As his younger siblings grew up and became able to support themselves, his mother felt sorry for him and told him that it was time to think about his own family, that it was time to save money to get married, and that he should prioritize his own family from now on.
Since then, although he still sends some money to his mother as a filial offering, it is much less than before. Of course, he only sends the money back after discussing it with Song Ying.
Even so, his concern for his family never diminished.
At this time, Song Ying entered his life. The son of the factory section chief was also pursuing Song Ying; the young man not only came from a wealthy family but was also very handsome.
But Song Ying was deeply in love with Lin Wufeng, and she didn't mind his poverty at all. Song Ying was not only beautiful but also had a fiery and straightforward personality. She was a well-known iron girl and factory beauty in the cotton mill. She often jokingly told Lin Wufeng that his pot was only good enough for her fiery pot lid.
Lin Wufeng secretly vowed to do his best to provide Song Ying with a good life.
He thought that Song Ying should have everything that others have, and he would do everything he could to give her whatever she wanted.
Of course, Lin Wufeng knew in his heart that a couple's life together was never a one-sided effort.
Song Ying also made silent contributions to this family. In order to buy a TV for Dong Zhe, Song Ying worked hard in the factory during the day and worked non-stop after get off work, staying up late to knit sweaters to earn extra money.
She never complained; her only wish was for her family to have a better life and for Dongzhe to have better living conditions. Lin Wufeng felt sorry for her, which strengthened his resolve to fight for his family.
Song Ying always took great care of him, worried that he was working too hard and ruining his health.
How could he not cherish and love such a wonderful Song Ying?
As long as he can see Song Ying smiling happily, Lin Wufeng feels that everything he does is worthwhile.
So he decided that Song Ying was the one for him for the rest of his life, and he was afraid that he wasn't doing enough or good enough.
As Lin Wufeng washed the dishes, he couldn't help but smile as he looked at Song Ying standing beside him. "Wife, thank you."
Song Ying held the bowls and chopsticks that Wu Feng had washed, looking at his earnest expression. "Wu Feng, thank you too."
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