classifiedscript Chapter 343 A Beautiful Daughter-in-Law Meets Her In-Laws
Chapter 343 A Beautiful Daughter-in-Law Meets Her In-Laws
Chapter 343 A Beautiful Daughter-in-Law Meets Her In-Laws
Yu Huan smiled, her gaze lingering for a moment on the water stains on the glass window frame before turning her attention to the distant sky.
The sky remained completely covered by heavy clouds, and the puddles on the road gleamed with a dull, lifeless sheen in the dim light.
The camphor tree leaves were wet, as if their vitality had been drained, completely lacking their usual bright appearance under the sunlight.
He looked away, arranged the sliced lotus root on a plate, turned around and turned on the tap. The cold tap water gushed out, and he quickly washed his hands.
Suddenly, something flashed through my mind. After drying my hands with kitchen paper, I took out my phone from my pocket and called my uncle's apprentice, Yang Qi.
After a long while, just when Yu Huan thought the call was about to hang up automatically, a muffled voice came from the other end of the line, as if the phone was blocked by cotton wool, and it was clear that the person was still asleep.
"Hey, Xiao Yu..."
“Brother Qi,” Yu Huan said directly into the phone, “I plan to go check on the house renovation this afternoon.”
"Oh, it's been completely demolished into a bare shell. The construction debris was only removed the day before yesterday. As for the formal renovation, we'll have to wait a bit longer. The workers won't be on site until after the New Year." After a few soft coughs, Yang Qi continued in a hoarse voice, "But the New Year is almost here."
Yu Huan smiled gently: "I understand, Brother Qi. It's so cold, I feel bad for waking you up. Okay, I won't disturb your sleep anymore."
"No problem, it's almost nine o'clock, I should be getting up by now." With a rustling sound, Yang Qi said with a smile, "Then you can hang up first. If you have any questions, feel free to call me anytime."
"Okay, thanks, Brother Qi."
After hanging up the phone, Yu Huan glanced at the time in the upper left corner of her phone screen; it was already 8:56.
The thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately dialed Teacher Wu's number to ask about their current situation and whether they had already set off.
Just then, the melodious sound of guitar strings suddenly stopped.
Yu Huan turned around and saw Lin Yourong holding a mug, walking slowly out of the karaoke room with light steps.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
When Lin Yourong heard him suddenly call out "Mom" into the phone, she slowed down and walked unhurriedly, but secretly pricked up her ears to listen carefully.
Have you set off yet...?
"Oh, Dad's still in the vegetable garden?"
After Lin Yourong entered the kitchen, she placed the water glass on the counter and picked up the thermos.
Yu Huan, standing behind her, laughed and said:
"It's nothing, no rush, take your time and do it at your own pace..."
"Okay, Mom, you can hang up now."
Yu Huan put her phone back in her pocket and looked at the graceful figure standing by the kitchen counter on the other side, pouring hot water from a thermos.
With a smile on his lips, he gently hugged her from behind.
Her forearm sank into her slightly bulky pajamas, and you could clearly feel her slender waist that could be encircled with one hand.
His left paw instinctively rose up and touched the soft, full flesh.
The texture made him instantly realize that the "pure love warrior" had completely let loose at home—
She wasn't even wearing a bra!
Lin Yourong hurriedly put down the thermos and quickly put the stopper back on.
Then she quickly slapped away the mischievous paw, her cheeks flushed slightly, and turned to give him a reproachful look: "It's broad daylight, why aren't you behaving!"
Despite this, she did not break free from his embrace.
Yu Huan wrapped his arms around her slender waist and said, "Wife, I've noticed that you really like the song 'Red-Clad Ladies'."
Lin Yourong nodded without hesitation: "I've never sung this kind of ancient style song before. It feels very fresh. The lyrics are very story-like and the melody is very catchy."
The three consecutive "special" comments made Yu Huan chuckle: "Right?"
"Honey, when you're composing music, do you incorporate traditional Chinese instruments?"
Upon hearing this question, Yu Huan thought for a moment and replied, "Well, when I'm composing the music, I'll probably make a lot of use of traditional Chinese musical instruments, such as the flute, xiao, guzheng, and pipa."
"Honey, you seem so confident?"
Lin Yourong's almond-shaped eyes widened suddenly, her pupils seemingly filled with a clear, sparkling lake.
Yu Huan's smile deepened, her long eyelashes curling slightly as her eyes widened, making her look incredibly cute.
He couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch her delicate nose, smiling as he said, "Of course, I've already envisioned what it would look like in my mind."
"Darling, you're so talented!" Lin Yourong's lips curled up into a beautiful smile.
Hearing the admiration in her voice, Yu Huan coughed lightly, her gaze unconsciously shifting downwards to her long, slender, white neck.
Although the strawberry mark has faded a bit, it is still quite eye-catching.
Lin Yourong noticed his gaze, shifted her body slightly, and said, "I'll go get some concealer to cover up the hickeys."
"Okay." Yu Huan let go of her hand.
Lin Yourong glanced casually at the lotus root slices in a dish next to the stove, and said with a smile, "Darling, you've worked hard preparing the dishes."
"What's so special about this? When husband and wife are of one mind, their strength can break metal." Yu Huan waved his hand dismissively, and as she turned to leave, he gave her a squeeze of her soft, bouncy buttocks.
Lin Yourong immediately turned her head and gave him a reproachful look: "All you do is get physical."
As she spoke, she walked steadily toward the bedroom.
After a moment's thought, she realized she needed to tidy herself up and change into something more appropriate to avoid being too flustered later.
Upon hearing Lin Yourong's coquettish words, Yu Huan chuckled, picked up the black bag containing the chicken, and prepared to blanch it.
As time ticked by, the clock hands gradually moved toward twelve o'clock, but the natural light remained as dim as if dusk were approaching.
After Yu Huan finished preparing the dishes, Lin Yourong pushed her out of the kitchen and wouldn't let her interfere anymore.
As he slumped on the sofa watching TV, he twitched his nose slightly and took a deep breath of the rich aroma wafting from the kitchen.
The enticing aroma emanating from the slow simmering of pork tripe and chicken in a clay pot lingered in his nostrils, then traveled down to his stomach.
My internal organs seemed to be awakened all at once, emitting a soft gurgling sound.
Yu Huan involuntarily swallowed, turned to look at the busy figure in front of the stove, and joked, "Wife, you've used all your best skills today! How can it smell so good! It's making my stomach rumble!"
After marinating the beef, Lin Yourong rinsed her hands under the tap, dried them with kitchen paper, and then turned and strolled into the living room.
She watched the second season of "My Fair Princess" being replayed countless times on the TV screen, smiled slightly and said, "No matter how much you make a fuss, it's useless. You can only eat after your parents sit down at the table."
Yu Huan looked at Lin Yourong, who was wearing a trench coat and an apron. His lips moved slightly, but before he could say anything, his phone on the coffee table vibrated and rang. He quickly sat up and glanced at it, seeing the words 'Song Nian' on the screen. He immediately picked up the phone and swiped his finger across the answer button.
As soon as I brought the receiver close to my ear, Yu Songnian's crisp and decisive voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Brother Huan, we've arrived at the entrance of the residential area. You need to call the security guard and ask him to let my car in."
“Okay, I’ll make the call right away,” Yu Huan replied.
"Uh-huh."
Yu Huan listened to the dial tone of the phone being disconnected, and then dialed the security guard's mobile phone number.
"Are you here?" Lin Yourong reached behind her back and untied the knot on her apron.
"Yes, they're here." Yu Huan watched her take off her apron, put her phone to her ear, and smiled at her, saying, "Honey, you can stay at home. I'll go down and pick them up."
Lin Yourong shook her head: "No, I want to go with you."
"You're dressed so elegantly and gracefully, while I'm still in my pajamas. The two of us standing together—"
Lin Yourong chuckled and interrupted him, saying, "These are your own parents, so of course you can wear your pajamas however you like. But I can't be impolite; I have to go downstairs with you to greet them."
As she spoke, she walked to the sofa, picked up a scarf, and tied it around her neck.
"alright."
When Yu Huan heard the call connect, he simply responded to her and then quickly greeted the security guard on the other end of the line with a smile.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, he gave the gatekeeper Yu Songnian's license plate number and asked him to let him through.
After this brief conversation, Lin Yourong had already changed into her boots at the shoe cabinet next to the entrance.
Yu Huan put her phone back in her pocket and stood up. She keenly noticed that the girl secretly let out a long sigh of relief and immediately teased her, "Such a beautiful daughter-in-law meeting her in-laws, are you still nervous?"
"I'm not nervous at all!" Lin Yourong glared at Yu Huan, who was slowly walking around the coffee table. She paused, then added casually, "This is only our second formal meeting. It's been so long, and we haven't even—"
"Your parents aren't here yet, so you're the one who has to entertain them, right?" Yu Huan pulled her into his arms, kissed her lips, and smiled as he said, "Don't panic, I'm here, honey. Give me some lip balm first."
Hearing this, Lin Yourong smelled his breath, pouted her lips, and shook her head from side to side.
She gently kissed his lips for a while, applied some lip balm, then raised her hand and nudged his shoulder, saying coquettishly, "Hurry up and change your shoes, let's go downstairs first."
"Okay." Yu Huan pursed her lips and glanced back at the stove as she bent down to change her shoes.
A small flame flickered and danced beneath the clay pot.
He couldn't help but say, "Honey, the stove is still on."
"I know to turn off the heat when it's 11 o'clock."
Yu Huan noticed that Lin Yourong's expression was slightly serious when she said this, and a smile appeared on his lips as he responded with an "Oh".
The couple, both wearing masks, went downstairs and waited under the eaves in front of the garage.
Yu Huan held Lin Yourong's slightly cool hand and looked at the sky in the distance. The thick clouds were like a heavy lead plate, pressing down on the sky.
The biting wind howled past, like countless tiny ice needles, mercilessly piercing the exposed skin.
"The weather is so bad, I should have had your parents come over next weekend." Lin Yourong shrank her neck, and even though she was wearing a mask and scarf, she could still feel the cold wind seeping in through the gaps.
Yu Huan exhaled lightly, and his breath instantly condensed into white mist, which was quickly blown away by the cold wind.
He said with a smile, "It's not far, and good things often come with difficulties, don't you think, honey?"
The voice just fell.
Lin Yourong tilted her head slightly, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed, and looked at a cargo van turning the corner on the road.
Seeing that she did not respond, Yu Huan followed her gaze.
Through the windshield, the uncle and nephew were seen chatting happily while smoking. Old Yu was probably in high spirits today, with a big smile on his face.
Their eyes met.
The moment Old Yu met his daughter-in-law's gaze, the smile on his face vanished, and he instantly sat up straight, his wide grin turning into a reserved smile.
Upon seeing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle softly.
His own father, who had been a teacher for so many years, had never seen him so reserved.
However, it seems that Lin Yourong is holding his hand even tighter?
They've not even started talking yet, and they're already getting nervous?
Yu Huan snapped out of her thoughts and thought for a moment. If she was going to look at houses in the Delta in the afternoon, she would definitely have to drive her BMW there.
So he let go of Lin Yourong's hand, strode forward, raised his hand to signal Yu Songnian to drive the car to the garage and park it on the other side of the building entrance, so that he wouldn't have to move the car later.
Lin Yourong followed closely beside Yu Huan.
As the van's engine abruptly stopped, the passenger door opened, and a gleaming leather shoe, so shiny it reflected a person's image, emerged first.
Her lips tightened unconsciously beneath her mask.
Just then, the sliding door behind them opened slowly with a slight sliding sound.
As Lin Yourong saw Teacher Wu's figure gradually appearing in the car, bent over, she strode forward without hesitation, heading towards the grandmother whose smile was as bright as she remembered.
Without hesitation, she reached out and helped Ms. Wu out of the car, calling out "Mom."
Although the "Mom" sounded a little awkward and unnatural, Ms. Wu's face immediately broke into an even brighter smile, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes became more pronounced.
As Ms. Wu got out of the car, she hurriedly replied, "Hey, Yourong, it's so cold outside, why did you have to come downstairs to pick me up?"
After regaining her balance, she gently patted Lin Yourong's hand, looked at her daughter-in-law's beautiful features, and said with a smile, "It's been so long since I've seen you, Yourong, you seem even more beautiful!"
Lin Yourong, whose face was completely covered by a mask, nodded gently and said, "Mom, you look especially energetic."
Hearing Yu Huan call out "Dad" from the side, she quickly turned her head and echoed, "Dad" as well.
Although he addressed her as his own son first, Old Yu smiled and replied to Lin Yourong, "Hey, Yourong."
After greeting her in-laws flawlessly, Lin Yourong breathed a sigh of relief, but...
Why is her mother-in-law holding onto her hand so tightly?
(End of this chapter)