Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 367 - 362: Cannon Fodder Gathered Together for the Villain to Crush
Li Guifen was not embarrassed at all, "She scolded my daughter first. If anyone scolds my daughter, I’ll scold them to death."
"Village chief, they bullied me!" Mrs. Song twisted the truth.
"Quiet!!"
Zhou Ping shouted sternly and quickly said, "How could the young couple from Song’s second family bully you? It’s definitely you making things difficult for them."
"I don’t know what’s in your head. Why can’t you just live peacefully instead of stirring up trouble? The Good boy Hao and his wife were doing fine, but you harassed them into splitting up the family. When you’re old, let’s see how you manage."
Hearing this, Lin Qiao was a little dazed. Song An had come home once but hadn’t mentioned any of this.
Song Hao actually separated? As an only son, he shouldn’t have split the family. It must have been because Mrs. Song went too far.
Sigh, although Song An escaped death in this life, he doesn’t have much peace.
The mention of the family split hit a nerve with Mrs. Song. Her face turned ugly, and she fell silent.
Zhou Ping did not continue and instead shouted to the onlookers, "Everyone disperse, disperse, don’t let the meat at your door get over-smoked."
The crowd scattered in twos and threes.
Song Tingfan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke in a chilling tone, "If you curse my mother again, I’ll make you kneel and kowtow at the grave."
His gaze was aimed at Mrs. Song, clearly directed at her.
Li Guifen probably had never seen him so fierce, her pupils dilated in shock.
All along, she thought Song Tingfan was just a bit soft.
Lin Qiao naturally noticed her reaction and twitched the corner of her mouth. What’s this? There’s something even fiercer.
The kind that causes nightmares for months.
She looked up to see Mrs. Song’s reaction. She also seemed afraid of the villain’s demeanor, shrinking her neck and retreating a few steps.
Don’t be a coward, confront the villain head-on.
Ahem, shift the villain’s attention away from her.
However, Mrs. Song was more cowardly than her and ran away in a fluster.
She: "..."
Li Guifen held her hand, "I should have sent you over sooner."
"It’s okay, with so many people here, she wouldn’t dare do anything." Lin Qiao smiled and patted her arm to indicate not to worry.
"Not necessarily, she’s capable of anything..." Li Guifen didn’t finish her sentence, considering Tingfan was still there. Even though Mrs. Song was no decent person, she couldn’t scold her in front of him.
She subconsciously ignored the earlier words she had said.
"Ahem, we still have meat smoking at home, I’ll head back first. Tingfan, hold onto Qiao’er, the road is uneven and easy to trip."
The road that was leveled a few years ago had deteriorated.
Song Tingfan nodded. After she left, he reached out to hold Lin Qiao’s hand. Lin Qiao glanced at him, pulled a little, but couldn’t pull away, "..."
With a tone still angry, she said, "No need." After saying that, she forcefully pulled her hand away and walked ahead.
Song Tingfan glanced at his hand, took large strides to catch up, and assertively put his arm around her shoulder. Afraid she would struggle, he said in a deep voice, "I’ll let go once we’re home."
It was clear there was no negotiating, so Lin Qiao said nothing more, and the two returned home.
The yard was filled with the smell of smoke, and Song Qin quickly ushered her inside, "Qiao’er, stay inside."
"It’s fine."
Lin Qiao noticed Song Rong sleeping on the table again in the main room, felt a bit worried. These days he has been sleeping longer and longer.
His grip on chopsticks was getting less steady.
She called him awake, "Grandpa, Grandpa?"
Called several times before Song Rong woke up, his eyes dazed for a moment, quickly showed affection, "You’re back, aren’t you hungry? I’ll get you something to eat."
"Not hungry, Grandpa, the baby in my belly just kicked me."
Lin Qiao deliberately engaged him in conversation to keep his spirits up.
Song Rong was indeed delighted, staring at her belly, "Really kicked?"
"Kicked, with a lot of strength, probably wants to come out so you all can play with him."
"Good strength is good, strong is better when born. Niu Niu also kicked strongly at that time."
"Exactly, Grandpa, you’ll have to help me watch out then."
"Okay, okay."
Seeing the two of them laugh and chat, Song Tingfan went to the kitchen to get a bowl and handed it to Song Rong. Song Rong drank it, "Niu Niu, I’m fine, no need for medicine."
He’s well aware of his own condition, no amount of tonic would help, just a waste of money.
Song Tingfan remained silent, helped him adjust his collar, found him wearing too little, went back inside to get a cloak and buttoned it up for him, his tone deliberately softened, "Grandpa, what do you want to eat?"
The villain is genuinely good to Song Qin and her husband; otherwise, they would have been dead by now. Lin Qiao felt lucky yet complicated, not sure what she was feeling complicated about.
Song Rong looked lovingly at Lin Qiao, "I’m fine, why don’t you ask Qiao’er. Qiao’er, what do you want to eat?"
"Whatever Grandpa eats, I eat." Lin Qiao blinked.
Song Rong chuckled, "Then let’s have some fried meat."
"Okay." Song Tingfan nodded, checking the smoked meat in the yard first before rolling up his sleeves and heading to the kitchen to cook.
These days, she has been doing it all.
After a while, Old Man Wang from next door shouted, out of breath, "Tingfan, your little uncle and aunt are back, just met them on the road."
Lin Qiao: "..."
The two disposable characters could have found somewhere else to make a living, but no, they had to come here. Just wait, if the villain doesn’t finish them off, she’ll take the villain’s surname.
This plot is definitely about gathering all the "bad guys" together so the villain can finish them off one by one.
Perfect ending.
Song Rong and Song Qin were visibly frightened, their faces somewhat pale, while Song Tingfan showed no expression, "Thank you, Grandpa Wang."
"No thanks needed, just take care of yourselves." Old Man Wang waved his hand and went back to his own house.
"Tingfan, close the door." Song Qin said worriedly.
Song Tingfan pressed his lips together, "Grandma, no need to close the door, it’s fine."
Almost forgot about those two.
"Grandma, don’t worry, Tingfan will handle them."
Lin Qiao originally meant to comfort them, but her words accidentally spilled out her true thoughts.
Faced with a deep, inquisitive look, she coughed to salvage the situation, "Tingfan is here, they won’t dare act recklessly."
Can’t blame the villain for being suspicious, with statements like these popping out now and then, she’ll be exposed sooner or later.
Fortunately, they had a quiet lunch before Song Liu and her husband arrived. When they appeared at the door, Lin Qiao didn’t recognize them initially, as they looked the opposite of their previously fat selves, now thin and dark,
but after a few more looks, she recognized them.
Song Ming had walked a long way and was too exhausted to move any further, plopping down on a stool in the yard, "Cook something for me."
Before he finished speaking, someone grabbed his collar, lifted him up, and then, with a strong force, threw him out. With a "thud," dust flew up from the ground.
Song Tingfan’s cold, sharp gaze was like a blade, with hints of a murderous spirit.
Song Liu and her husband were not like her and Mrs. Song in that they had no "backing," for instance, Mrs. Song had Song An and Song Hao, and she had Song Qin and Song Rong.
The villain would have no mercy on them.
Lin Qiao "cowardly" moved closer to Song Qin, gripping her arm to feel more at ease.
Song Qin thought she was scared and patted her hand, "Qiao’er, don’t be afraid."
