Strict Wife Of The '70s Manages The Household

Chapter 301

As soon as Han Qingsong was about to say that they should all go over, Lin Lan added, “Generally speaking, if the old couple wanted us to be there, they would have sent some of the kids over to get us. Since they didn’t, I’m assuming that they don’t want us there. Hence, if we all show up unannounced, I’m just worried that it would ruin the mood.”

Maisui and Erwang started poking Sanwang.

Sanwang said, “Mom, I want to stay home. Grandmother doesn’t like me and every time she sees me, she’ll call me a ‘short-lived ghost’, saying that I caused Fourth Uncle’s transfer to the labor farm. She also said that if I want to repent, I should knock myself out and die.”

(T/N: Some of the original story at this point referred to the youngest aunt/uncle as the fourth aunt/uncle. Just wanted to clarify the term change, but they remain the same people)

Erwang, “I heard it several times as well.”

Maisui, “Me too.”

Xiaowang, “The youngest aunt called me a fool, saying that I shouldn’t dirty her eyes. I’m not going, so mom, please don’t go either.”

Han Qingsong stopped washing his face.

Lin Lan was afraid that he would scold the children, so she quickly added, “Actually, it’s not just them, I’m also afraid. Every time I meet her, I’m either scolded or getting angry with the old lady. Since it’s a big holiday, it wouldn’t be good to do that.”

She smiled as her voice became softer, “How about…you go there by yourself? You are their own son, so they should be happy to have you visit. Besides, if you’re alone, you can definitely have fuller meals compared to us barging in altogether. If we eat too much, the old lady will feel distressed and she will inevitably get angry.”

Han Qingsong rested his hands on the edge of the enamel basin. He did not wash his face nor speak as he turned to look at her. At this time, she smiled softly and somewhat slyly, unlike the way she did before.

It seemed that she was not afraid of him at all.

Lin Lan saw that his face was cold and his eyes were deep, so she immediately squatted down with a smile, taking the initiative to wipe his face with a towel, “I’m also thinking for the family. If the old lady sees us, she’s only going to think about Old Four and his captivity. It wouldn’t be worth the anger, would it?”

Han Qingsong still didn’t speak.

Lin Lan was a little unsure, wondering if it was a non-negotiable for them to take the food and the entire family over. If she really had to, she could try to just show up for a moment but return home for dinner.

It should be possible to leave Han Qingsong there.

“We sleep in the West room,” he said softly, as if to confirm with her.

The night wind was cool, but Lin Lan suddenly felt like she was on fire. How could this person be like this? He was thinking about that when we were talking about important stuff? Besides, didn’t he already ask that in the morning? Stop repeating your questions, geez.

Were all men like this?

She threw the towel at him and snorted, “You should go back to the old house to sleep.”

She just wanted to stand up and walk, but Han Qingsong took advantage of the situation to hold her hand, pressing it in the enamel basin and making sure she couldn’t break free.

She frowned.

He looked at her as the gentle moonlight reflected in his deep eyes, “Are you afraid of me?” He asked.

Lin Lan bent her fingers and scratched his rough palm slightly provocatively, “No!”

He showed a faint smile, slightly turning his head close to her ear before he whispered, “You have the final say.”