latelenovela Chapter 263 Giving You the Best
Chapter 263 Giving You the Best
Aunt Li couldn't stop smiling. "You two really know how to keep up with the times, just like those foreign friends on TV."
Walking behind Huang Ling, Chao Ying felt a surge of pride as he watched his wife carrying a small leather bag, holding sunglasses, and sporting curly hair.
He figured he could just carry his bag and leave his wife to enjoy her own company. "Aunt Li, we're going back now. We'll talk again after dinner."
Aunt Li's eyes followed them the whole time. "Alright, go back now."
As she spoke, Aunt Li turned and went back to the convenience store. Seeing her husband watching TV, she said irritably.
"Look at Teacher Zhuang, she even takes Huang Ling with her when she goes on business trips. Why can't you take me out for a walk and buy me some nice clothes to wear?"
Looking at his wife, Old Li couldn't help but purse his lips. Looking at his wife's thick waist and then thinking about Huang Ling's slender figure, he muttered to himself: With this figure, what can she wear to look as good as Huang Ling?
But he only dared to think these words in his heart; he wouldn't dare to say them out loud even if he had ten times the courage.
If he were to actually say it out loud, he wouldn't be able to handle his wife's shrewish temper, and he might end up being nagged endlessly.
As soon as Huang Ling stepped into the yard, unable to contain her joy, she shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Song Ying~~~ Xiao Ting, Peng Fei, Dong Zhe!"
Xiaoting, Pengfei, and Dongzhe heard the shouts and jumped out of the house.
Dongzhe's eyes lit up, and he looked at Aunt Huang with a smile, not holding back his praise.
"Aunt Huang, you look so beautiful today."
Huang Ling was so flattered that she couldn't stop smiling. She covered her mouth and laughed happily, then twirled around like a little girl to show off her new look.
"Auntie, what's this all about after your trip to Shanghai? Your hairstyle is different now, you look so beautiful and young."
Xiaoting ran over and hugged her mother's arm, affectionately cuddling as she gently stroked her mother's hair, finding it soft and fluffy.
"Mom's hair looks so beautiful. Come inside, Aunt Song is cooking."
Hearing the noise in the backyard, Song Ying stopped frying eggs in her hand, quickly scooped out the fried eggs, and added some water to the pan.
She hurried to the front yard, and when she saw Sister Ling's appearance, her eyes lit up and she exclaimed in amazement.
Wow, you look so stunning! Sister Ling, you look so beautiful today!
Zhuang Chaoying handed the bag to Pengfei with a smile. "You two chat, I'll go check on things in the kitchen. Xiao Song, what are you making?"
"Teacher Zhuang, I fried some eggs and stir-fried edamame with pickled mustard greens."
As Zhuang Chaoying spoke, she rolled up her sleeves and washed her hands by the sink.
"Okay, then I'll make some soup while you and Ah Ling chat."
Huang Ling watched Chao Ying walk into the kitchen, then helped Song Ying take off her apron. "Come inside, I brought gifts for you all."
"Oh! That's great!" The three children jumped up excitedly, cheering.
Song Ying also smiled broadly, and everyone helped Huang Ling into the house.
Huang Ling opened her bag. "These sneakers, one pair for each of you three."
As he spoke, he handed the brand-new sneakers to the children.
"Song Ying, close your eyes."
"Thank you, Mom."
"Thank you, Auntie."
"Thank you auntie."
The children took the shoes and eagerly sat on the benches to try them on, comparing them and discussing whose shoes were better looking.
Song Ying pursed her lips, obediently closed her eyes, and was filled with curiosity.
"Sister Ling, what is it? Why are you making it so mysterious?"
"Stretch out your hand."
Song Ying obediently stretched out her hand and felt a cool sensation in her palm, as if something had landed on it.
"Okay, open your eyes."
When Song Ying opened her eyes, she saw an exquisite brooch with a round pearl set in the center.
She couldn't resist picking up the brooch.
"Sister Ling, this is so beautiful, it must be very expensive." As she spoke, she put the brooch back into Huang Ling's hand.
Huang Ling took her hand and patted it gently. "Your birthday is in a few days, this is a perfect birthday present for you."
Song Ying was stunned for a moment, her eyes instantly reddened, and her heart was filled with mixed emotions, so moved that she couldn't speak.
Sister Ling is just like my own sister; she even remembered my birthday. This sentiment is so precious.
Song Ying choked up. "Sister Ling, then I'll accept it. I like it very much. Thank you, Sister Ling."
Huang Ling smiled, took a handkerchief out of her pocket, and handed it over.
"Wipe it off, you're such a grown-up, why are you still crying?"
Song Ying smiled as she took the handkerchief, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and smiled through her tears.
"I'm happy, so why can't I cry?"
Huang Ling then remembered. "There's more, there's more."
Then he took out two pairs of sunglasses from his bag. "When Chaoying and I were on the train, we saw them for sale. They were five for ten yuan, which was much cheaper than the ones sold here."
As she spoke, she gently shook the sunglasses in her hand.
Then, she handed two pairs of sunglasses to Song Ying.
Song Ying took the sunglasses. "They're quite cheap. Sister Ling, you brought me so many things, I feel really bad."
Upon hearing this, Huang Ling gently patted Song Ying's shoulder. "This is just a token of my appreciation, don't be shy with me, otherwise we won't accept any more gifts you bring us in the future."
Song Ying smiled and happily took her arm, acting affectionately. "Alright, don't be polite. With Sister Ling around, you won't hold back." The two looked at each other and laughed.
"Food is ready!"
Zhuang Chaoying carried the soup bowl into the house.
Xiaoting put the shoes she had tried on in the room and then ran off to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks.
Pengfei carried the rice cooker steadily with both hands, following behind Xiaoting.
With Lin Wufeng missing, the two families sat together, eating and sharing what had happened in the past two days while the two of them were gone.
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Time flies, and ten days later Lin Wufeng returned from Guangcheng.
He was dragging two full suitcases. This trip to Guangcheng was quite fruitful. The factory successfully received a lot of orders from other provinces, which means that the factory will soon enter a busy production phase.
At this moment, Lin Wufeng was sitting at the table at home eating shredded pork noodles, while Song Ying was busy serving him a cup of hot tea.
Song Ying couldn't wait to start fiddling with the things Wu Feng had brought back.
A gold necklace, two gold rings, a camera, and two identical calfskin handbags, just in different colors.
In addition, he bought each of Tu Nan, Xiao Ting, Peng Fei, and Dong Zhe a Walkman and ten trendy cassette tapes from Hong Kong and Taiwan, including popular songs and learning materials in the Hong Kong language.
The other bag contained various brightly colored fabrics, all soft in texture.
Dongzhe held the Walkman and fiddled with it. "Dad, I'll go and take the Walkman to Xiaoting and Pengfei."
Lin Wufeng smiled and nodded. "Go ahead."
Song Ying held up the fabric in front of her, the colorful fabric highlighting her face and making her look exceptionally beautiful.
She smiled. "Wu Feng, why did you buy so much fabric again?"
Lin Wufeng smiled as he looked at his wife with doting eyes.
"Didn't you say that our house is all green, and there are green pants legs dangling back and forth in the alley, like snakes have come to life? That's why I bought some bright colors."
Then, he picked up a gold ring.
“Song Ying, when we first got married, I didn’t have any money and couldn’t buy you anything. Now that our family is doing better, you should have what others have, and you should also have what others don’t have.”
Song Ying reached out one hand and covered her mouth with the other to stop herself from crying out loud, but tears welled up in her eyes. Her throat felt like it was choked by something, and after a long while, she called out softly.
"Wu Feng, you're so annoying, you made me cry again."
Lin Wufeng gently wiped away her tears and softly comforted her. "It's alright, don't cry anymore, Dongzhe will be back soon."
Song Ying really does cry and laugh in turns; this time, she broke into a smile through her tears.
“I was a little girl before I became a mother. I’m not afraid of being laughed at, and you’re not allowed to laugh at me either.”
Lin Wufeng put his arm around Song Ying. "Don't smile, and in my heart you'll always be a little girl."
Song Ying picked up another ring. "Wu Feng, let me put it on for you."
She gently took Lin Wufeng's hand and put the ring on his finger.
The two held up their hands, each adorned with a ring, in mid-air. "Wu Feng, why do I just love the shimmering, golden look of gold?"
Lin Wufeng looked at Song Ying and a smile crept onto his face. "If you like it, then from now on, we'll buy gold with half of what we earn and save the other half."
As long as Song Ying is happy, none of this matters. They've endured hardships together over the years, and now that things are getting better, he wants to give her the best of everything.
Upon hearing this, Song Ying leaned gently against Lin Wufeng's chest and softly replied, "Okay."
Just then, Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling followed Dong Zhe into Song Ying's house.
Zhuang Chaoying greeted them with a smile. "Engineer Lin, Song Ying."
As soon as Dongzhe entered the house, he saw his parents hugging each other. His face flushed, and he coughed twice on purpose.
"Ahem! Mom and Dad, Uncle Zhuang and Aunt Zhuang are here."
Upon hearing the sound, Song Ying seemed to be startled awake and quickly left Lin Wufeng's embrace, greeting him somewhat embarrassedly.
"Sister Ling, Teacher Zhuang, please come in and sit down."