“Lin Zhen, what are you doing? Stop right there!”
By the time old lady Lin and her group chased after him, Lin Zhen was already far ahead.
His expression was dark and brooding. His engagement feast had been ruined by this ridiculous family drama. Did they think he had softened since his return?
Song Wei followed him at a leisurely pace, watching as her fiancé went straight to the Lin family’s house and began dismantling their front door.
Old lady Lin immediately started wailing, slapping her thighs.
“Oh heavens, he’s taken down our front door!”
Not stopping there, Lin Zhen proceeded to take down their windows as well.
Meanwhile, Song Wei wandered over to the Lin family’s chicken coop. “Old lady Lin, aren’t you being a bit insincere? If you’re going to attend our engagement banquet, you should at least bring a gift. This chicken looks like a great choice.”
With that, her quick hands grabbed a chicken. Amid old lady Lin’s shrieks, Song Wei snapped the chicken’s neck with a crack.
The hen went limp, and old lady Lin clutched her chest and nearly fainted. Thankfully, her sons and daughters caught her in time.
“You… you killed our chicken and destroyed our door and windows! You must compensate us for our losses, or we’ll report you to the police!” Deng Chunhua shouted.
Song Wei, holding the dead chicken, smirked. “Oh? And what exactly do you want as compensation?”
Hearing this, the nearly unconscious old lady Lin suddenly perked up.
“We’re not asking for much,” she said. “Lin Zhen received compensation when he retired, didn’t he? And there’s a job opportunity too. As his grandparents, it’s only right for us to have half of the compensation. As for the job, since his leg isn’t fully healed, it’s wasted on him. His cousin could take it instead—why let an outsider benefit?”
Ah, so that was their real agenda.
Not just Lin Zhen and Song Wei, but everyone present was stunned by old lady Lin’s shamelessness.
Lin Zhen’s face darkened further. He felt that merely dismantling their doors and windows had been far too lenient. At this point, he wanted to tear down their entire house.
But Song Wei grabbed his hand to stop him.
“In broad daylight, you’re dreaming a bit too boldly. Even if we didn’t need that job, it wouldn’t go to your family,” Song Wei said coolly.
Old lady Lin’s face twisted with anger, her expression venomous and frightening.
“And who are you to decide? You’re not even married to Lin Zhen yet! Even if you marry him, you’re still an outsider. This is the Lin family matter—keep your mouth shut. Didn’t your parents teach you any manners? Only someone like Lin Zhen, blind as a bat, would pick a troublemaker like you!”
In response, Lin Zhen calmly said, “When we get home, I’ll hand all the money over to you. From now on, you’re in charge of the household.”
His words were a public slap in old lady Lin’s face.
Her eyes turned red with anger. “You ungrateful child! You’re ruining the family!”
Song Wei smiled and added, “Well, I’m sorry to say, I’m not handing over a single cent.”
Deng Chunhua’s jealousy boiled over. “Lin Zhen, you’re still young and naive. Don’t you know better than to trust a woman who hasn’t even married you yet? What if she takes your money and runs off with another man?”
Song Wei’s tone remained calm but sharp. “Your man ran off with another woman, but that doesn’t mean everyone else’s will.”
Deng Chunhua snapped. “Don’t spout nonsense! Dahai has nothing to do with that woman!”
Song Wei smirked. “Oh, really? I heard it with my own ears. You might want to take a closer look.”
Deng Chunhua had tried hard to suppress her humiliation, but Song Wei’s words reopened old wounds, leaving her speechless with rage.
Old lady Lin tried to steer the conversation back to the job opportunity, which was more important to her than money.
Song Wei feigned shock. “Are you serious? Lin Dahai isn’t even a child of the Lin family, and you’re still scheming for Lin Youfu to take this job? This family is a joke!
“Raising a rival’s child and now trying to steal the grandson’s job for the rival’s grandson—how does it feel to work so hard just to be taken advantage of?”
Old Lin’s face turned black as coal. Song Wei’s words struck a nerve, even though she hadn’t named him directly.
But Old Man Lin really didn’t know that Old Lady Lin had such a plan. His goals were simple: get some money and eat some meat. But now, the meat was out of reach, the money wasn’t happening, and they’d lost their door, windows, and a chicken.
It was a complete loss.
Worse, his wife was now openly plotting to give Lin Youfu the job. Lin Dahai already had a job, one that had been secured at great cost to the rest of the family. When it was arranged, he had promised that he would support them with his earnings.
But what had they gotten? Nothing. Not a single cent.
“What nonsense are you spouting? Dahai is already a worker. Now you want Youfu to have a job too? Do you think everything revolves around you?”
Old Lin’s frustration boiled over.
Lin Lao Si and his wife, who had initially joined the commotion, distanced themselves. “This favoritism is too much! Why should Lin Youfu get everything? He’s not even fully related to us!”
Old Lin, glaring at Song Wei, said, “Fine, we won’t come to your engagement banquet. But leave the chicken.”
He had come all this way for a taste of meat. If he couldn’t eat theirs, at least he could have his own chicken.
Song Wei sighed and handed over the chicken. “Fine. Take it. Just don’t show up at our banquet.”
Deng Chunhua tried to make more threats about reporting them to the police, but Song Wei and Lin Zhen weren’t fazed.
“Go ahead,” Song Wei said. “While you’re at it, let’s also report how you embezzled Lin Zhen’s allowances and milk powder.”
Deng Chunhua clammed up instantly. She wouldn’t dare push things that far.
As Lin Zhen and Song Wei left, old man Lin handed the chicken to Lin Lao Si’s wife. “Cook this up. At least we can enjoy something decent for Little New Year.”
Lin Lao Si’s wife eagerly took the chicken and set about preparing a feast.
Meanwhile, old lady Lin sat in the courtyard, crying her throat hoarse, lamenting her “misery.” But no one paid her any attention. Even her sons and daughters-in-law ignored her, focusing instead on the upcoming meal.
Ultimately, she had no choice but to pick herself up and shuffle to the table.
Staring at the plump chicken, she felt her heart ache. “That was a egg laying hen…”
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