My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 640: Blaming oneself for being too young

Chapter 640: Blaming oneself for being too young

It took Ling Lei quite a while to find her voice again, hoarse as if she hadn’t drunk water for days.

"...How do you know? Could it be..."

Lin Tang blinked mysteriously and made a secret-keeping gesture, lowering her voice, "Speak softly, keep it a secret."

She wasn’t ready to reveal her pharmaceutical abilities just yet.

Ling Lei understood and looked astonished, her face filled with emotion.

"...Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone." Her expression was one of disillusionment.

Comrade Lin Tang could actually make medicine, and she was quite skilled at it—who would have thought?!

Anyways, she would never have guessed.

Lin Tang watched her drift back to her seat in a daze and shook her head.

Tsk, blaming it on her own youth.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have shocked someone like that.

She touched her smooth, tender cheek and felt that being young was indeed wonderful.

Just then, Qiao Cheng entered the office.

After setting down his documents and pouring himself a glass of water, he took a suffocated sip without saying a word.

Ling Lei noticed something was off with him and asked curiously, "What’s wrong with you? Why do you look so upset?"

The scene Qiao Cheng had just witnessed on the street popped into his mind, whitening his face with an indescribable grimness.

"...I can’t quite explain it, you’ll know by noon."

Some things are hard to express in words, only that the scene made him feel very uncomfortable.

Qiao Cheng’s words only added to Ling Lei’s confusion, "How can you not explain it? If you don’t say anything, of course, we won’t know anything."

So bizarre!

Qiao Cheng ran his fingers through his short hair in irritation, his face bitter.

"Think about what Ajing and Xiaoxue said; it’s similar to that situation," he said.

Ling Lei thought of her children mentioning the school cancellation and her expression grew solemn.

"This..."

Before she could finish, Lin Tang pulled on her arm and shook her head.

Some things are better left unsaid, understood in the heart but not expressed in words.

Ling Lei retracted the words she was about to say and sighed deeply, "Ah! What’s going on?"

Can’t we just live our lives peacefully?

Lin Tang patted her shoulder in comfort, her tone deep and meaningful, "Let’s just take care of ourselves first."

...This was just the beginning.

Ling Lei’s face tensed slightly, and she said irritably, "Stop joking, that tone of yours is kind of scary."

"Sorry," Lin Tang said with a slight smile.

As the office settled down and everyone else arrived one by one, everything seemed no different from the day before yesterday or the day before that.

-

On her way home that day, Lin Tang noticed a complete change in the atmosphere in the county.

Pedestrians hurried by, many with their heads down, an air of vigilance written all over them.

There was a strange oppressive feeling on the streets, as if the devil’s tentacles were silently extending towards people, ensnaring anyone they touched into the abyss.

This atmosphere was a far cry from before.

"Stop! What are you skulking about..." Suddenly, a group of people dashed over.

Lin Tang: "..." Which eye of yours saw me skulking around?

Fury!

Before she could explode in anger, the people passed by her.

"...Which brigade are you from? Show us your introduction letter!" the leading young man demanded harshly.

Lin Tang turned her head and saw that they were questioning a scruffy-looking rural youth.

How did she know he was from the countryside? First by his demeanor, second by intuition, and third by the wear and tear on his clothes...

Well, as long as it wasn’t her.

If these people dared to say she was acting suspiciously, she would blow their heads off, letting them know why the flowers were so red.

These thoughts flashed through her mind, and Lin Tang looked away, continuing her walk home.

The weather had turned cold, and Li Xiuli, knowing her daughter disliked the cold, had obtained some cotton to make her a new quilt, bringing it over early.

Affected by what she had seen on the road, Lin Tang entered the house with a stern face.

The people who love you can always sense your emotions at first glance.

Lin Lu and Li Xiuli were just like that.

The couple exchanged a look.

Thinking that Tangtang might have been wronged, they approached worriedly, "Tangtang, what’s wrong? Have you been wronged?"

Lin Tang refused to bring negative energy to her parents and, forcing a smile, said casually, "It’s nothing, just ran into a little trouble on the road."

She didn’t know that her parents had come early and witnessed even more intense scenes.

Li Xiuli’s face also turned somber remembering the scenes from the road.

"Tangtang, did you see it on the road too?" she asked concernedly.

Sigh!

Her dear Tangtang was soft-hearted, and seeing that scene, who knows how stifled she felt inside.

Unable to deny it, Lin Tang nodded her head.

Worried about her daughter’s unhappiness, Li Xiuli stroked her head, "Don’t overthink it, it’ll be better in a few days."

Lin Lu didn’t understand why things in the county suddenly started to get chaotic, but he always had a feeling that something was not quite right, his focus differing from that of his wife.

Looking at Lin Tang, he said earnestly, "Tangtang, take good care of yourself, don’t linger on your way to and from work, and don’t get involved in anything."

The expressions of those causing trouble were not just wildly fanatical; he feared that Tangtang would get into a conflict with them and hurt herself.

In these special times, Lin Tang wouldn’t play the hero and obediently nodded, "I know."

Seeing that she understood, Lin Lu patted his daughter’s shoulder and said no more.

Li Xiuli felt that the head of the family was too anxious, but considering that it was good for Tangtang to take care of herself, she didn’t argue with him.

Not wanting to bring up matters that would spoil their mood further, she led Lin Tang inside.

"Tangtang, Mom made you a quilt, take a look, you’ll be able to use it in a bit."

Lin Tang went over to feel the quilt, which was very thick.

...All the family’s cotton coupons must have been used up.

"It’s really thick, thank you, Mom."

Lin Lu saw a good amount of firewood in the courtyard and asked, "Is that boy still delivering firewood to you?"

"Yes!" Lin Tang nodded, "We need firewood every day, and even more so after winter sets in, so I asked him to keep delivering."

She was referring to the persistent dark-skinned boy who always delivered firewood.

She liked people who refused to give in and strived to live, so she happily gave that young man a chance to support himself and his family.

After all, it was a mutually beneficial arrangement.

Knock, knock, knock...

The sound of knocking suddenly came.

Li Xiuli walked towards the door, "Who could that be?"

"It should be the firewood delivery," Lin Tang explained.

No wonder they say you shouldn’t speak of people during the day or ghosts at night, well, there’s certainly wisdom in that.

As Li Xiuli opened the door, a dark and skinny boy stood there.

"...I’ve come to deliver the firewood." The dark-skinned boy spoke tentatively.

"Delivering firewood, come on in," Li Xiuli, after a moment of surprise at his thin, dark face, invited him in after regaining her composure.

Lin Lu saw the short, skinny boy carrying a bundle of firewood taller than himself and went up to help him set it down.

"Thank you, uncle," the boy whispered his thanks.

Lin Lu casually asked, "How old are you?"

Fearing that the Lin Family would no longer want his firewood, the boy tensed up, his rough, scarred hands clenching together, "I’m twelve years old."

After answering, he hurriedly added, "I’m really strong, can do a lot of work, and always bring a lot of firewood, just pay me a little, it’s really cheap..."

Twelve years old and so skinny, Lin Lu felt an uncomfortable pang in his heart.

If this were his own child, he’d be heartbroken.