My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 612 Being a salted fish, who doesn’t love it?

Chapter 612: 612 Being a salted fish, who doesn’t love it?

Lin Tang was charmed and kissed her again.

Little Feifei, beaming with joy, gave her little aunt a wet kiss and spoke sweetly.

"Little aunt, I like you the best."

Lin Tang’s face was all smiles, but she didn’t believe it at all.

The little girl’s mouth, a trickster’s spirit.

As long as someone is good-looking, what little brat wouldn’t like them?

Li Xiuli saw her daughter looking as lovely as a flower and wore a proud smile on her face.

"The twisted braid Tangtang tied is really pretty," she complimented.

Ning Xinrou and Zhou Mei looked over and found it indeed quite attractive.

It didn’t look too tight on the scalp, somewhat loose but indescribably fetching.

"It really is pretty," Ning Xinrou agreed in her gentle voice.

Zhou Mei ran her hand through her short hair, pondering.

Perhaps she could let her hair grow out too...

Lin Tang touched the braid in front of her chest, her clear eyes curving into crescents.

"I just braid it like this at home, but I have to be proper when I’m out."

She had no intention of being a rule-breaker.

Under the current circumstances, the more you stand out, the worse off you’ll be later.

Her goal was to survive with her family until the college entrance exam was restored, until the opening-up.

When the time came, to those places, buying buildings, buying streets... lying down to win.

Ning Xinrou had swapped shifts with a new colleague at the Broadcasting Station and was not in a hurry.

She took out the birthday gift she had prepared in advance for her little sister-in-law.

"Tangtang, happy birthday, this is the sweater and knitted pants I made for you."

The sweater was flesh-colored, with a high neck, and looked soft and warm.

The knitted pants were grey.

Ning Xinrou had skillful hands, and her clothes always looked better than others.

For this reason, the sewing machine purchased for the household was placed in the main room, and most of the clothes worn by the family were made by her.

Lin Tang received the clothes, examined them back and forth, and loved them immensely.

"Thank you, sister-in-law, I really like this sweater and pants."

Especially this high-neck sweater, it’s fantastic.

Better-looking than any she had bought before.

Ning Xinrou smiled and chided, "Why the courtesy? I’m glad you like it."

After she gave her gift, Lin Qingshan also handed over a box, "A birthday present."

"Thank you, big brother."

Lin Tang merely uttered a word of thanks, not yet having the chance to unwrap the box when Lin Qingmu, with his chest puffed out, came over.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold bracelet, slipping it onto his sister’s wrist.

"Tangtang, this is the birthday gift from your third brother."

After giving it, he proudly scanned the stunned family members.

Tsk, they must be shocked by his awesome coolness.

His gift for his sister’s birthday was gold, pure gold!

Lin Tang was indeed shocked, her little face dumbfounded, "Third brother, where did you get this from?"

She wiggled the gold bracelet on her wrist.

"I traded something for it," Lin Qingmu explained briefly, then eagerly asked, "Do you like it?"

Lin Tang nodded, "I like it."

Lin Qingmu beamed with a smile.

His gift indeed had significant impact, leaving everyone quite stunned.

But now, the matter at hand was more pressing.

The process of exchanging gifts continued.

Lin Qingshui and others gave their gifts in turn.

Even Lin Zhicheng’s four little ones were no exception, also preparing their heartfelt warmth.

The items weren’t worth much, a bunch of wildflowers, sugar saved over several days, and a chicken egg specially kept from this morning, drawings...

But as Lin Tang accepted the gifts, the smile never left her face.

Lin Lu and Li Xiuli sat to one side, talking with each other.

"Look how happy Tangtang is. I’ve never seen her this happy before," Li Xiuli exclaimed.

So her daughter likes receiving gifts so much.

Lin Lu: "Seeing Tangtang so happy, we’ll celebrate her birthday every year from now on."

As a daughter, such a modest request must be fulfilled.

After a lively gift-giving, Li Xiuli, accompanied by her two daughters-in-law, started preparing the noon meal in advance.

By the end of the year, there was less work in the fields, so taking advantage of Tangtang’s birthday, the Lin Family’s second branch planned to invite the family over to gather and also to discuss Tangtang’s engagement.

Lin Tang strolled leisurely to catch up with them.

Li Xiuli noticed her figure, stopped in her tracks, and gestured with her hands, "What are you doing? Go play on the side. Today, the birthday girl is the boss, there’s nothing for you to do."

Ning Xinrou and Zhou Mei were both diligent, and didn’t mind doing a bit more work, so they also told Lin Tang to go lounge about.

Lin Tang: "..."

Fine then, who doesn’t love being a salted fish?

In the end, Lin Tang still followed them to the kitchen.

Without waiting for her mother and sisters-in-law to speak, she said, "I’m coming in to make some tea."

Proceeding to take out an enamel jar, she added some dried jasmine flower petals and a few pieces of rock sugar. With a splash of hot water and the lid covered, she left the kitchen.

Lin Tang set down the teacup and lay on the rocking chair in the courtyard.

Retirement life unlocked.

It’s just that, when the wind blew, it was a bit cold.

It didn’t matter. It would be much warmer once the sun came out.

Lin Zhiming saw his little aunt tug at her collar, hesitated a moment, then ran back into the house to fetch a blanket.

Pattering out, he covered Lin Tang with it.

Frowning, "Little aunt, cover up so you don’t catch a cold."

Lin Tang felt warmth in her heart and lightly pinched Lin Zhiming’s little face.

"Thank you, Zhiming, my body feels warmer already."

She was always full of praise when addressing children.

Lin Zhiming giggled with a toothy grin that made him look somewhat simple.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, he touched his own head, ready to join the other kids.

Just as he turned around, he caught sight of three faces with complex expressions.

Lin Zhiming, puzzled like a Monk scratching his head, asked bewilderedly, "Brother, younger brother, sister, what’s wrong with you all?"

Lin Tang also looked over with a perplexed gaze.

What’s going on out of the blue?

Lin Zhicheng mimicked their third uncle, clicking his tongue twice as he looked Lin Zhiming up and down.

"This little schemer." He muttered softly, then pulled his brother to the side, "When did you learn that trick? You’re pretty good at it."

Didn’t grandma say Hutou was a bit of a blockhead? How did he suddenly become so clever?

What did he eat?

Lin Zhiming’s dark little face still revealed confusion, "What? Good at what?"

He still seemed not too bright.

Lin Zhicheng: "..."

After a moment of silence, grabbing hold of Zhiming’s head with a curious look, "Tell me, how did you think to bring auntie a blanket? Didn’t grandma say you were like Second Uncle, a little blockhead..."

Who’s been coaching Hutou behind the scenes? He’s even starting to compete with us for affection.

Even the way he looks at our little aunt has changed.

Lin Zhiming pushed him away, his little dark face filled with anger.

"I’m not a blockhead!!"

His face flushed with anger.

Seeing his brother getting angry, Lin Zhicheng looked guiltily at Lin Tang lying in the rocking chair and put his finger to his lips.

"Keep your voice down."

Lin Zhiming reflexively covered his mouth, muttering indignantly, "I am not a blockhead!"

"Alright, you’re not." Lin Zhicheng replied perfunctorily.

He still seemed quite simple, so it must have been an accident.

He intended to be his little aunt’s favorite nephew in her heart for a lifetime, and no one else would compete.

Lin Tang had no idea what the little ones were squabbling over in their hearts. Gauging the time, she felt that the tea should be ready and sat up.

Lifting the lid, a waft of jasmine fragrance greeted her.

The color of the water had changed too, turning into a sweet, pale yellow.

She brought the teacup to her lips, blew on it, and took a gentle sip, letting out a contented sigh.

Life was rather comfortable.

Before she could put the cup down, suddenly two little faces popped up in front of her.

Lin Tang’s hand shook, almost spilling the cup over herself.

"...What’s with you guys?"