Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 269 - 264: Either Accept Your Fate and Marry, or Jump Into the River and Hang Yourself

Chapter 269: Chapter 264: Either Accept Your Fate and Marry, or Jump Into the River and Hang Yourself

At times like this, Lin Qiao would have opened the door, but this time she didn’t. "What’s wrong?"

Outside, there was a moment of silence, followed by a man’s low voice, "I made a bowl of noodle dumplings; I left it at the door. Remember to eat."

The footsteps gradually faded away.

Tonight, Lin Qiao had things on her mind and didn’t eat much. Hearing that he cooked noodle dumpling soup, she sighed inwardly. This kid is good in every way.

How did she raise him to be so obstinate?

At this thought, she irritably rubbed her face and then got up to fetch the noodles. She opened the door and caught sight of a tall, dark figure, which startled her, "Oh my!"

It was Song Tingfan; he hadn’t left.

It was obvious the footsteps earlier were just for her to hear.

"..."

Now even knew how to trick people.

She coughed lightly, "Uncle, why haven’t you gone to bed?"

"You didn’t eat much."

Song Tingfan brought the noodle dumpling soup into the room on his own, soon turning the room bright, and seeing that she was still standing by the door, added, "I’ll leave once you finish eating."

He paused slightly, "I won’t do anything inappropriate."

Lin Qiao didn’t mean it that way; she didn’t think he would do anything wrong.

She just hadn’t recovered from today’s events.

"I didn’t mean it that way. The noodle dumplings smell so good; did you put ginger oil?"

His eyes scanned her up and down without any expression of disgust, and Song Tingfan’s tense body relaxed a little, "Yeah, I added some."

"Did you not eat? I’ll get another bowl, and we can eat together."

Lin Qiao went to the kitchen to get a bowl and chopsticks, then shared half with him, and the two quietly sat together and finished eating.

Song Tingfan cleaned up the dishes and glanced at her with the corner of his eye. He pressed his lips together, wanting to say something but didn’t.

Finally, he left the room. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

After eating the noodle dumplings, Lin Qiao closed her eyes and soon fell asleep. Perhaps it was because of what she had been thinking about during the day, she dreamt of marrying Song Tingfan, and the wedding night...

Frightened, she woke up with a start, looking at the earthen-colored walls, and hearing the chirping of chickens outside her window.

She did her hair and went out, seeing Lin Xushi and Mrs. Lin Wu in the main hall, she paused, "Eldest Sister-in-law, Second Sister-in-law."

"Little Sister-in-law, you’re awake, come, eat this pancake while it’s hot." Lin Xushi handed her a pancake.

After taking it, Lin Qiao looked around the room, not seeing Song Tingfan and the others. Remembering what Li Guifen had said yesterday, her heart skipped a beat, "Eldest Sister-in-law, Second Sister-in-law, I’m going out for a while."

Hearing this, Lin Xushi and Mrs. Lin Wu quickly grabbed her, Mrs. Lin Wu smilingly said, "Where to? We’ll go with you."

Yesterday, their mother-in-law went home and talked about Song Tingfan wanting to marry Lin Qiao, so they specifically came here to "accompany" Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao knew from their reactions, feeling anxious immediately; this place was unlike modern times where marriages were decided by parents’ orders and matchmakers’ words.

"Eldest Sister-in-law, Second Sister-in-law, let go of me. My matter with Little Uncle cannot be settled like this."

"Little Sister-in-law, Tingfan is great. He had someone deliver a pig here early this morning, and later even called the village chief to work on this match."

Lin Xushi didn’t let go, sincerely speaking to her, quickly adding, "I know you might think that because Tingfan is the Little Uncle, it’s hard to get over this hurdle, but it’s nothing, actually."

"A woman, no matter how capable, should have a close and warm man by her side. Even just to warm the quilt in cold winter is good."

Mrs. Lin Wu pulled her to sit down, echoing, "Exactly! Your two brothers were thrilled all night after hearing this. They may not say much usually, but they truly care about you."

Lin Qiao knew the Lin Family’s intentions, but it felt too absurd. Not to mention other story developments, but just because Song Tingfan was a cycle younger than her was hard to accept.

Especially since she practically raised Song Tingfan.

"Eldest Sister-in-law, Second Sister-in-law, I watched Little Uncle grow up. Truly, there’s no way. I know Mom and Dad worry about my marriage, and I said I would consider it."

"Tingfan is more reliable than others; don’t think too much. Couples spend time in the same room for some days and get used to it." Lin Xushi’s words were rough, but they made sense. Many couples in the village relied on parental matchmaking; they were strangers at first, but after the bridal chamber, it was different.

Just like she and Lin Sheng, cough, better not talk about it.

If Lin Qiao didn’t understand what she meant, she would have lived these years in vain, "..."

Sleep together? Just thinking about marrying the antagonist made her mind chaotic.

She looked up at the sun outside; it was already high in the sky, clearly, a long time had passed since what they called "early morning."

She couldn’t help but pat her chest twice; someone might as well take her away; she couldn’t act out the rest of this story.

She was supposed to be a character asking for fate from the antagonist’s hand, but now she had become the character... to bear and raise children for the antagonist.

Seeing her silence, Mrs. Lin Wu and Lin Xushi exchanged a glance, both wondering why the little sister-in-law wasn’t willing to marry Tingfan.

Ever since Tingfan returned, many families in the village had been indirectly asking, even Zhou Tiedan’s mother had come to inquire.

Just then, Song Tingfan and the others returned.

Lin Qiao glanced at Song Tingfan, quickly shifting her gaze to Song Qin and the others’ faces, all showing genuine happiness.

Song Qin walked over smiling, "Qiao’er, have you eaten? I’ll cook for you."

She obviously didn’t know Lin Qiao’s resistance.

However unwilling, Lin Qiao wouldn’t ignore the health of the elderly couple, smiling, "I was just about to eat."

Song Qin looked at the pancake in her hand, "I’ll get a bowl of rice soup for you to go with the pancake."

"Grandma, no need, I know my way." Lin Qiao stopped her, heading to the kitchen herself.

Just as she entered, a shadow was cast from behind her; she didn’t need to look to know who it was.

Not knowing what to say, she didn’t turn around to look at him and started scooping rice soup with a bowl and chopsticks.

Song Tingfan instinctively thought she was angry, drawing his hand back a bit, then took a bowl and helped her scoop, handing it to her afterward.

Lin Qiao took it, sipping a mouthful, but couldn’t help but sigh, earnestly advising in an elder’s tone, "Little Uncle, you’ll regret it."

Song Tingfan replied resolutely, "I won’t."

He would regret why he didn’t go up the mountain with his father, he would regret not taking good care of his mother, he would regret not letting his brother eat glutinous rice balls the night he left, he would regret good things...

But he would never regret marrying her.

He dreamt of marrying her.

This stubbornness of not listening has been his problem for years, Lin Qiao thought, "..."

Suddenly, those four words came to mind: stubborn as an ox.

She thought for a while about her words, "Little Uncle, let’s make a deal: I’ll give you one year, three years, if you regret it during this period, the wedding will be off."

"If after three years, you still insist on marrying me, then I’ll marry you."

It had come to this; she either "accepted fate" or took her own life by jumping into the river or hanging herself.

Of course, she wouldn’t choose the latter.