My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 290 plays another trick

The other three tykes all knew that having an iron rice bowl was a good thing.

Hearing Brother Goudan’s words, they also ran to Lin Tang’s side, gazing at her earnestly.

Lin Tang shook her head at the four pairs of clear, doe-like eyes.

"No, not really."

"Right now, we don’t know yet if you can secure an iron rice bowl; it depends on your dad and your uncle. I can’t manage that."

But she believed her elder brother’s future wouldn’t be bad.

Even though these little rascals were short, they had plenty of worries.

Not afraid that all this worrying would stunt their growth.

Goudan was a bit disappointed.

The next second, he dashed to Lin Qingshan.

"Dad, my aunt said it’s up to you?"

Lin Qingshan stroked his son’s head, his voice filled with laughter.

"It means that if you want something, the most important thing is to rely on yourself, partly on your consistent hard work and partly on your own efforts to achieve it."

Goudan deeply agreed.

Straightening his little face, he nodded.

"Hmm hmm, I know that, to get something, you have to give something in return, I understand that."

Saying this, he clenched his fist and bumped it against Lin Qingshan’s larger one.

"Then, Dad, you work harder."

He sighed and said in an affectedly mature way, "Mom has got an iron rice bowl already, if you keep plowing the fields, she’ll disdain you sooner or later."

Lin Qingshan: "..."

Stunned for a second, he flicked a knuckle against Goudan’s forehead.

The pain made Goudan cry out, "Dad, it hurts!!!"

Choudan, who had been doodling with a pencil, saw his brother get hit; he set down his pencil and trotted over to Goudan.

Staring accusingly at Lin Qingshan.

"You can’t hit brother." The little one furrowed his brow, visibly upset.

’Reprimanding’ Lin Qingshan, he stood on his tiptoes and blew on Goudan’s forehead with his rosy little mouth.

"Brother, does it still hurt?" he asked, then continued, "If it does, when Mom comes back, tell her to teach Dad a lesson."

Brazenly suggesting to tattle, without any regard for Lin Qingshan standing nearby.

Lin Qingshan felt heartblocked again, "..."

However, looking at Choudan’s eyes, which were exactly like his wife’s, he found himself unable to harden his heart enough to discipline.

By the time Goudan had spoken out, and realized what he said, he felt a bit guilty.

Not getting smacked on the butt for those words he said; his dad was already showing great patience.

He patted his little brother’s head.

Goudan smiled and suggested, "Let’s go out and play."

Before leaving, he gave Lin Qingshan an ingratiating smile.

The four kids said they were going out to play, but actually continued following the village kids to collect stones on the road.

Working could earn them candies from the brigade.

Lin Qingshan laughed somewhat helplessly.

But seeing his son lively and bold, as a father, he couldn’t be happier.

Lin Qingshan looked at the time, thinking his wife should be finishing work soon.

He stood up immediately.

"...I’m going to pick up Goudan’s mom."

The Garment Factory had taken a big order.

These past few days, the workers had been working overtime to catch up, so they finished later than usual; hence, he was going now to pick up Ning Xinrou.

Li Xiuli heard the noise and walked out from the kitchen.

In her hands was a food container.

Placing the container on the front of the bicycle, she cautioned, "I’ve put some buns in the container. When you see your daughter-in-law, tell her to eat them first to fill her stomach. Don’t let Xinrou come home on an empty stomach like a fool."

Working in the factory wasn’t easy either.

Thinking of how Ning Xinrou had come home and fallen asleep instantly a couple of days ago, Li Xiuli felt very distressed.

Sincerity begets sincerity.

The eldest son’s wife treated her with utmost respect and filial piety, so naturally, she treated Ning Xinrou like her own daughter.

Lin Qingshan felt a warmth in his heart, and a radiant smile spread across his face.

"Got it, thanks, Mom."

Li Xiuli felt a bit embarrassed and waved her hand dismissively, with a look of disdain, "Hurry up and go, don’t keep your wife waiting."

You little brat!

Suddenly saying such things, it’s really quite embarrassing.

"Alright!" Lin Qingshan cheerfully responded and quickly rode off on his bicycle.

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The next morning, the atmosphere in Shuangshan Brigade was noticeably different.

Everyone was craning their necks in anticipation, waiting for the Commune Leader to arrive.

After lunch, it wasn’t long before the appointed time.

The villagers had already lost the will to work.

Some of the brigade members ran to the entrance of the village to wait.

The people of the Lin Family’s second household hadn’t gone over yet.

Zhou Mei went back to her room to change into new clothes and even wrapped a scarf around her neck.

"Eh? Why aren’t you all changing your clothes?" she asked, full of confusion.

Commune Leader was coming, shouldn’t they put on a new set of decent clothes?

Li Xiuli saw Zhou Mei dressing up like a city dweller and her face instantly darkened to the shade of Guan Yu.

"Change what clothes? The leaders are here to see the pigs, not you. What’s the point of showing off like this?"

Villagers should look the part of villagers.

Everyone in the brigade had a simple and hardworking appearance, only their family was decked out in finery. What would the leaders think then?!

Imagining the Commune Leader having a bad impression of her family, which in turn could affect the impression of Qingshan, Li Xiuli’s face was unspeakably ugly.

"Change back into your clothes quickly!"

"As long as the clothes are clean that’s enough, what’s with putting on new clothes? Don’t bother with these vain things. If it affects the family, you’ll see if I won’t slap you."

The words are extraordinarily harsh.

Everyone in the courtyard knew that she had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and she was just scaring Zhou Mei.

Seeing his mother upset, Lin Qingshui tugged at his simple wife’s arm.

"Listen to Mom, hurry up and change your clothes," he scolded.

After scolding, he whispered into Zhou Mei’s ear:

"Don’t you want a pair of little leather shoes? If you stop making trouble, I’ll buy you a pair when I get my paycheck next month."

Zhou Mei’s eyes instantly lit up.

As if a shooting star had flashed through her eyes, indescribably sparkling.

"Really?" Zhou Mei asked with anticipation.

Little leather shoes.

She had never even dared to dream of them.

Lin Qingshui pulled her back into the room, coaxing, "Really, really, I’m not lying to you."

Zhou Mei was actually very easy to appease, and easily satisfied.

Hearing this, she happily hugged Lin Qingshui’s arm.

"I believe you."

"Don’t forget, okay!"

Having said that, she obediently changed out of her clothes.

Meanwhile, at the Liu Family.

Yang Chunfang rummaged through a trunk for a set of Liu Jiaojiao’s clothes with fewer patches and tossed them over, telling her to change quickly.

"Hurry up and get changed. The Commune Leader is coming tomorrow. You must behave yourself and strive to leave a good impression on the Commune Leader," she said.

Having been suppressed by the Lin Family for so long, today she definitely wanted to vent her anger.

Liu Jiaojiao had no desire to compete with Lin Tang for the Commune Leader’s good impression.

She was well aware that Lin Tang had long become a presence she couldn’t hope to match.

If Lin Tang was the clear and beautiful moon in the sky, then she was the mud in the gutter.

They were simply people from two different worlds; what was there to fight over?!

Liu Jiaojiao tried to continue resisting, cautiously saying:

"Mom, let’s just live our own lives. Why compare ourselves to others? There’s no point in competing with the Lin Family. Don’t get caught up in this..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Chunfang slapped her on the shoulder.

Her eyes flashed with a red light.