Lin Chuxia held back her laughter, not expecting Qin Yang's family to call him in such a way; a burly man with a nickname more delicate than Zhuangzhuang's.
Mr. Qin also realized something, but he would never admit anything was amiss.
"No matter how old, he's still my son. What's wrong with calling him Yangyang? Haven't you been called Yangyang for over twenty years without any problem?"
Seeing Qin Yang's face turn redder, Lin Chuxia quickly excused herself, "I'll go check on mom and sister-in-law."
If she didn't leave, she feared Qin Yang might spontaneously combust.
The kitchen was steaming, and the table was already set with dishes.
There were plenty of leftovers from the guests over yesterday; these days, no one wastes food. The leftovers were still eaten hot, even the food removed from the banquet was still good, as normally they wouldn't have white flour and meat dishes.
There were two plates of leftovers and one plate of freshly made cold vegetables, and also a bowl of pickled vegetable strips.
The staple foods were large steamed buns left from yesterday and freshly baked pancakes, along with a pot of corn porridge.
The sister-in-law was bending over serving porridge.
Lin Chuxia entered the room and greeted her mother-in-law, then headed straight toward her sister-in-law, "Let me serve it, sister-in-law."
Zhang Guilan, without raising her head, handed her a bowl of freshly served porridge, "I'll serve, you carry."
"Okay."
Lin Chuxia took the porridge bowl and, as she placed it on the table and turned around, saw Zhang Guilan watching her.
She couldn't help but quicken her steps, and just as she was about to take another bowl, Zhang Guilan dodged her hand.
A large spoon was shoved into her hand, "Better you serve."
Lin Chuxia pressed her lips together, her eyebrows and eyes curved slightly.
Zhang Guilan was cool and aloof yesterday, Lin Chuxia didn't deliberately try to please her, but she also thought about how to get along with this sister-in-law in the future, especially since Qin Han and Qin Yang, the two brothers, seemed to get along well.
She hadn't expected her sister-in-law to be cold on the outside but warm inside, these few days' attitude was probably just dissatisfaction with the Lin Family's way.
The look Zhang Guilan gave her while walking must have been because she noticed she was inconvenienced.
The two of them serving porridge together, back and forth, Mrs. Qin watched happily from the side.
And looking at her younger son eagerly watching from outside the door, Mrs. Qin's smile grew even broader.
She's a mother, what can't she see?
This morning her younger son's eyes were filled with joy, and she had seen him laughing foolishly.
Now, the way he looks at his daughter-in-law has changed; with this young man's demeanor, who could say he was cold-hearted and didn't want a wife?
Previously, she felt that Lin Family changing the bride last minute was improper, but now it seems that this switch was actually a good move.
She had inquired long ago, the Lin Family's eldest daughter was heavily pampered, definitely not as reliable as the younger daughter.
Smiling, she went outside to call everyone to eat.
Brother Qin responded, tidying up the fixed framework simply, these could be directly put to use.
Mr. Qin also clapped his hands, his body just lifting halfway when he suddenly started coughing.
Cough after cough, as though he was about to cough out his lungs.
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