Chapter 8

Song Zhihua responded with a smile on his face: “My daughter is at home, I think she did it.”

“Oh, you are so lucky. This girl is not only beautiful, but also has good cooking skills. I don’t know whose boy will get her in the future.”

Speaking of this, Song Zhihua’s face froze. If this incident hadn’t happened suddenly, her daughter wouldn’t have been married to Lu Yunzheng so early.

Then he smiled faintly and said, “I won’t talk to you for now. Let me see what my daughter is cooking.”

As they spoke, the two men opened the door and went into the house, leaving the woman next door alone stretching her neck to look, but the door was closed and in the end she couldn’t see anything, so she smacked her lips and turned back to the house.

As soon as Song Zhihua entered the house, he went straight to the kitchen, just in time to see Lin Tingwan opening the lid of the pot. The moment the lid was opened, the hot steam inside hit him in the face.

She quickly stepped forward and pulled Lin Tingwan over, and warned her, “Stay away when the pot is boiling. The steam may not look hot, but it can burn you. Don’t burn your little face.”

Lin Tingwan looked at her mother’s worried eyes and smiled, putting the lid aside and whispering, “I see, you and my dad are back just in time, the buns are just out of the pot, I’ll make some egg drop soup, and we’ll eat.”

At this time, the house was filled with the aroma of meat buns. Lin Bokang also walked to the kitchen door, looked at the meat buns in the pot and said happily: “My daughter’s cooking skills are so good that the neighbors next door came to praise her.”

“That’s right. I don’t even have this skill.” Song Zhihua looked at the big, white buns in the pot. He didn’t feel hungry when he entered the yard, but now his mouth was watering and he felt a little embarrassed.

Lin Tingwan quickly pushed the two people outside, saying as they walked, “Go wash your hands and take a break. I’ll be done soon.”

After pushing the two people out, she wiped her hands and took the buns out of the pot.

Every time she picked up a bun, Lin Tingwan had to put her hands in cold water, otherwise her hands would be burned when she took the bun.

After taking all the buns out of the pot, she scrubbed the pot and started to stir-fry the egg drop soup.

After washing their hands, the two men walked into the living room and saw steaming white buns on the dining table. Lin Bokang couldn’t wait to walk over, reached out and took a bun and took a big bite.

She nodded while chewing, her mouth emitting hot air, and she praised indistinctly: “As expected of my daughter, it’s delicious! The cooking skills are amazing!”

Song Zhihua, who was sitting opposite him, looked at him in such a state. He lost his composure as a professor. He shook his head helplessly and said jokingly, “If other professors in the academy saw you like this, who knows how they would criticize you.”

“Just say a few bad words, but they don’t have such a good daughter!” Lin Bokang looked proud, as if Lin Tingwan had done something great.

Lin Tingwan, who came from the kitchen with a bowl of soup, also agreed with a smile: “My father is right, don’t you see who gave birth to me?”

The father and daughter smiled at each other, which made Song Zhihua on the side shake his head and complain: “They really are father and daughter, not modest at all.”

As he said that, he stood up and went to the kitchen to get a few pairs of bowls and chopsticks and some pickles.

Three people sat around the table, holding buns in one hand and drinking soup with a spoon in the other. Their movements were surprisingly consistent, and they looked like a family.

During the meal, apart from the sound of people drinking soup, there was no extra chatter, and everyone was reluctant to put down their chopsticks until they were full.

Lin Bokang patted his stomach and said, “I couldn’t control myself. I ate five big buns at once. I was so full.”

“Don’t talk about you, I ate three. I’ve never eaten three buns in one meal in my life!” Song Zhihua wiped his mouth. He didn’t know what happened today. He just felt his appetite was opened and couldn’t help wanting to eat one more bun.

Lin Tingwan was very happy. It was naturally the happiest thing that the food she cooked was recognized by her family. It also felt that her efforts were not in vain.

Then, while clearing the dishes, he said, “There are still buns in the pot, enough for tomorrow morning. If you want to eat some, I’ll make them for you every day in the future.”

“Then I can’t bear to see my daughter suffer so much.” Song Zhihua chuckled and stood up to help clear the table.

After the two of them finished cleaning up, the three of them sat together and drank tea.

Lin Tingwan also took the time to ask, “Mom and Dad, what did you do this afternoon? Didn’t you not go to work these two days?”

Because they heard the news of being sent down to the countryside, her parents took leave during this period. Apart from buying groceries, they rarely went out and just stayed at home to clean up things.

Seeing this, Lin Bokang winked at Song Zhihua, and Song Zhihua got up and went back to the house to take out a small shoulder bag.

After placing it in front of Lin Tingwan, he said softly, “Your father and I went to the bank to withdraw all the money from the passbook. If you are really demoted, who knows who will get the money. Your father and I will give it all to you, and it can be regarded as a dowry saved for you!”

Before, his parents were both university teachers. In the beginning, each of them could earn 20 to 30 yuan a month, and in the end they could earn 60 to 70 yuan. They lived a well-off life. Later, the college entrance examination was cancelled, and both of them lost their jobs.

But because his father was later re-employed by the army, not only did his salary more than double, his benefits were also much better than before, and her mother’s salary also increased a lot compared to before.

Over the years, I have saved more than 10,000 yuan.

Lin Tingwan was deeply touched when she saw the bag full of brand new Datuan banknotes and various bills.

“Dad, Mom…”

Before Lin Tingwan could finish her words, she was interrupted by her mother.

“My daughter, after you and Lu Yunzheng get married, you two will live a good life. Although your parents are not around, you don’t have to bear it. This money is not only your dowry, but also your confidence.”

Lin Bokang also echoed, “If Lu Yunzheng really dares to treat you badly, Dad will not let him go even if he becomes a ghost.”

Listening to what the two said, Lin Tingwan’s eyes became a little misty and she couldn’t help but laugh.

Then he quickly said, “You don’t have to give me all the money. You have to keep some for emergencies.”

“This money is for you. Mom and Dad still have a few hundred yuan, which is enough for you.” Although Song Zhihua had not experienced being sent down to the countryside, he had heard about it. After arriving in Niupeng, there was no money to spend, and it was a good thing to be able to survive.

After listening to her mother’s words, Lin Tingwan didn’t say anything more. If there really was an accident, the money would definitely not be safe. The safest place was her space, so she didn’t refuse.