Chapter 880: Family
Zhang Nianping and Lin Hao have watched many dance videos of Liou Qingcheng on the internet.
They don’t surf the internet; Wu Yong found these for them to watch.
Before, even through the screen, they could feel the excellence of this girl.
And now in front of them, Liou Qingcheng is wearing a red dress adorned with embroidered cloud patterns.
Below, she wears a pair of custom-made black straight pants and black mid-calf boots.
Her hair is tied up, her complexion is rosy, and she is full of smiles, like a porcelain doll carved from jade.
Zhang Nianping stood there dazed for two seconds, blinking hard, feeling a bit unreal.
How to describe her?
How does the saying go? It’s like a fairy stepping out of a painting.
Warm and pleasant, exquisitely beautiful, gentle and wise, graceful and intelligent, dignified and poised.
Zhang Nianping is not very educated; her diploma is only equivalent to a secondary school graduate. These words came to her mind in an instant and fit Liou Qingcheng perfectly.
Is her silly son good enough for her? After they get married, will he be able to handle it?
"So beautiful..."
Zhang Nianping said these three words softly, but at this moment, they were particularly noticeable; everyone heard them.
Liou Qingcheng’s face instantly turned red, and she shyly lowered her head a bit.
She had made complete preparations and thought about how to greet Lin Tian’s parents.
But she never expected the opening to be like this!
Praising her beauty right from the start, which girl wouldn’t be flattered?
Lin Tian wore a smile, looking as if he was watching the show, and didn’t intend to help out.
At this time, Lin Hao lightly coughed twice and said, "It’s cold outside, let’s come in and talk."
"Yes, yes, yes, what kind of reasoning is it to have the daughter-in-law standing outside when she arrives?" After speaking, he quickly welcomed Liou Qingcheng inside and said, "You should’ve given us some notice that you were coming, I haven’t prepared anything."
Zhang Nianping held her hand, showing intimacy, which calmed Liou Qingcheng’s nervousness a bit.
Liou Qingcheng followed them inside, responding at the same time, "With the New Year coming, I wanted to visit you and show some filial piety."
Zhang Nianping was so happy she couldn’t close her mouth; she hurriedly said, "Hehe, the best filial piety is for both of you to be happy together."
Lin Tian stood at the door with all the bags, but no one paid any attention to him. His parents’ focus was entirely on Qingcheng.
"Clearly he’s their real son."
Muttering a sentence, Lin Tian walked inside while looking around the house.
No joke, Wu Yong did a reliable job this time; the house looked expensive.
Zhang Nianping had Liou Qingcheng sit on the sofa. Lin Hao nervously asked, "Are you thirsty? How about I pour you some tea?"
Liou Qingcheng quickly waved her hand, "No, no, Uncle, you don’t have to be so polite with me."
Zhang Nianping then asked, "Would you like an apple? Auntie can peel one for you, they are fresh from yesterday."
"Auntie, really, no need," Liou Qingcheng said with a laugh, "I should be the one peeling them for you."
"..."
Zhang Nianping was so happy she didn’t know what to say. She wondered where Lin Tian had found such an outstanding girl; her looks and demeanor were impeccable, and she was so filial.
"Mom, I’d like an apple; could you peel one for me?" Lin Tian said with a smile.
Zhang Nianping glared at him and said, "You, child, why don’t you learn more from Qingcheng? If you want to eat, peel it yourself, or rather, peel it and give it to me first."
"..." When Lin Tian called his parents a few days ago, they were caring and concerned; how come today they seem indifferent to him?
"Qingcheng, ah, we’ve heard Lin Tian praise you often, but seeing you now, we realize this kid doesn’t know how to compliment; he made you sound too ordinary," Zhang Nianping said.
Liou Qingcheng is the kind of girl who has been outstanding since she was little; she hears complimenting words around her almost every day.
She is almost desensitized to it, but today, she feels like she’s on cloud nine.
Liou Qingcheng’s face reddened a bit more, and she said, "Auntie, please stop praising me; my face is already burning."
"Hahaha~"
The whole room was filled with laughter and joy. Lin Tian’s laughter was the loudest among them.
Liou Qingcheng glared fiercely at Lin Tian; this bad guy was laughing at her.
Lin Tian was glared at but didn’t reign in his laughter, still smiling at Liou Qingcheng.
When this girl was shy and her eyes were raised, it was as if she was sending sparks to Lin Tian.
Her expression of embarrassment and anger was so cute; Lin Tian now just wanted to go over and give her cheeks a big kiss.
Lin Tian focused his gaze on Liou Qingcheng, who glared at him again.
This bad guy! Doesn’t he know what time it is? Can’t he control himself a bit?
"Lin Tian," Lin Hao said with frustration, as though his iron would not become steel, "here you are about to get married, and you’re still staring at your fiancee in front of your parents."
"Huh?" Lin Tian snapped back and asked, "Dad, what’s wrong?"
"Are all those bundles from Qingcheng? And what’s in that jar? Could it be wine?"
Lin Tian laughed, "Yes, all these things were carefully chosen by Qingcheng. Honestly, I don’t even know what they all are; it’s better if Qingcheng explains it to you."
Since entering the house, Liou Qingcheng was in a state of bliss and completely forgot about this matter.
She quickly stood up from the sofa and went over to the pile of gifts, pointing to the finely crafted jar adorned with dragon and phoenix motifs, and said, "Uncle was right, this jar of wine is a century-old Shaoxing huadiao. I know Uncle isn’t used to red wine, so I brought this. The wine was buried under the osmanthus tree in my backyard, and Lin Tian just dug it out."
"A hundred-year-old huadiao..." Lin Hao instinctively swallowed.
Huadiao, also known as daughter’s red or top scholar’s red, is a very famous yellow wine in the Celestial Dragon Continent.
The older the vintage, the more valuable it is. This century-old brewing is more precious. Such a large jar on the market could fetch... Lin Hao didn’t know how much it would sell for, but exchanging it for a house in the countryside was probably possible.
"This, this is too valuable; Uncle can’t accept it," Lin Hao said, waving his hand. If it were ordinary liquor, he might accept it, but this jar of wine seemed too precious.
"Uncle, what are you saying?" Liou Qingcheng feigned anger, "We’re family now, why draw a line between us? Not to mention this century-old huadiao, even if it were more precious wine, if you want to drink it, I’ll find a way to get it for you, won’t I?"
"Family?"
Only now did Lin Hao genuinely feel a sense of closeness with this girl who is perfect from head to toe.