CIATB Chapter 270 Hurry up and take your wife away!
Chapter 270 Hurry up and take your wife away!
Chapter 270 Hurry up and take your wife away!
Under the soft light, the family sat around the dining table.
"Xiao Yu, you've been driving on the highway for so long today, you should eat more to replenish your energy."
The mother-in-law scooped a large spoonful of American ginseng stewed pigeon, stood up slightly, and placed it in the bowl in front of Yu Huan.
Yu Huan, who was holding chopsticks in her right hand, hurriedly picked up her rice bowl with her left hand to welcome her, swallowing the stir-fried beef in her mouth at the same time, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mom!"
Lin Yourong noticed that her biological mother did not sit down, but instead scooped more water from the earthenware pot.
She quickly said, "Mom, Yu Huan already scooped a lot for me, and I haven't finished eating yet. You should have some too."
Upon hearing this, the mother-in-law looked at the rice bowl in front of Lin Yourong. It was covered with a layer of vegetables, all of which had been put on the rice by Yu Huan.
This courteous offering...
Some couldn't help but chuckle as they sat back down.
The mother-in-law then scooped a small spoonful of pigeon meat for herself and said with a smile, "Yourong, would you like your dad and me to help you clean up later?"
Lin Yourong picked up a piece of American ginseng and put it in her mouth. After thinking for a moment, she shook her head: "No need. You all should get some rest. You have to go to work tomorrow. I'm free for the next few days, so I can take my time to pack."
Old Lin picked up the bowl, sipped the nourishing soup, and said gently:
“The night before last, your mother and I watched ‘I Am a Singer’.”
"How is it?" Yu Huan interjected.
Old Lin thought for a moment, then smiled and said:
"This music program is indeed quite innovative. Instead of hiring a professional host, they let contestant Hu Haiquan host it. Although he's not very professional and often mispronounces words, the audience's reactions and the close-up of his partner Chen Yufan doing push-ups make it feel very real. The joking managers backstage are also quite interesting, making the whole program seem more relatable. With so many established singers competing together, it's definitely worth watching."
Although Yu Huan didn't watch TV that night, she was instead decorating the karaoke room with Yu Songnian.
But as he ate the pigeon meat, he chimed in with a particularly 'know-it-all' attitude, saying, "I think watching Hong Tao announce the rankings and torment the singers is more enjoyable than watching the singers perform."
The mother-in-law smiled and said, "It's not just tormenting the singers, even we audience members are on the edge of our seats. My palms were sweating watching it."
Old Lin put down his bowl, picked up a piece of stir-fried pork with chili peppers and put it in his mouth, jokingly saying, "You're afraid that Qi Zhen won't get first place."
The young couple looked at each other and smiled.
Just as his mother-in-law wished, Qi Zhen won the crown in the original singer special of the first episode of "I Am a Singer" with a heartfelt and soothing song "Night After Night".
As soon as he finished speaking, his mother-in-law, who had been teased, glared at him.
Old Lin turned his head away and asked Lin Yourong with an air of nonchalance, "Yourong, when are you going to start recording the show?"
"I'm a replacement singer from the fifth season, and I'll be joining the crew on the 4th of next month to prepare." Lin Yourong picked up her bowl, took a bite of rice, and said after thinking for a moment, "The official recording should be on the 7th."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but raise her feet in delight: "Then you can rest at home for more than ten days!"
Lin Yourong smiled sweetly: "Mmm~"
“You really should take a good rest. You haven’t spent much time at home in the past year or two…” Old Lin said with emotion, then suddenly realized that Lin Yourong no longer lived here.
I was momentarily stunned.
She was no longer the little girl who stayed at home all the time; she was now married, leaving her parents and starting her own family.
Old Lin shook his head and smiled gently, then drank the pigeon soup in the bowl in one gulp.
Yu Huan, observing the situation, quickly shoveled the rice from the bottom of the bowl into her mouth, stood up, and held out her hand to Old Lin, saying, "Dad, let me serve you some rice."
"Okay." Old Lin handed him the empty bowl.
That's it.
At least the son-in-law is filial, and the disappointment in my heart immediately dissipated a lot.
Time slips away unnoticed, bit by bit.
The once abundant dishes on the table were quickly emptied by the nimble chopsticks, leaving only a few crumbs.
After Yu Huan finished eating, he had just put his bowl next to Lin Yourong's when his mother-in-law quickly got up to tidy up and said with concern, "You've come back from a long journey. After you finish eating, go to the sofa and rest for a while."
However, Lin Yourong shook her head: "We have to go, we still have a lot of things to move upstairs."
After wiping his mouth, Old Lin crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the bowl, then laughed and said, "Are you sure you don't need me and your mom to help?"
Lin Yourong replied without hesitation, "No need, you all have to go to work early tomorrow morning."
"Alright." Old Lin lowered his head slightly, scratched the back of his neck, and then turned to Yu Huan and said, "The new media department is expanding tomorrow. Managing a larger department will present more challenges and difficulties than managing a smaller one. Shouldn't that be fine?"
Yu Huan confidently slapped Lin Yourong's thigh with his large hand under the table.
Feeling the soft and elastic texture, he replied with a smile, "Of course, no problem."
Old Lin nodded, and after a moment's thought, said:
"As the department expands, communication will become more difficult, and coordinating resources and work progress will become more complex. At the same time, information security and risk management cannot be ignored. Lao Li has always been a hands-off manager in the new media department, and it makes me a little uneasy that you, a young person, are handling things on your own. I need to think carefully about how to deal with these issues."
“I understand.” Yu Huan nodded thoughtfully.
Old Lin's eyes, behind his black-rimmed glasses, gleamed with a smile. He said gently, "I trust you to handle things."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan felt a warm current of trust and affirmation welling up in her heart.
At the same time, he sensed the aura of PUA—
As the new media department expands, he will hand over the assistant director position left by Zhao Yuan to Chen Yaoyao, nicknamed "Little Potato".
Unlike Zhao Yuan, who held an important position but was essentially a figurehead in the new media department, he planned to give Chen Yaoyao real power.
This not only means the addition of a management position, but also signifies that the new media department will have two decision-makers besides the hands-off Director Li.
He planned to move to the office, giving Chen Yaoyao the desk that commanded the entire workspace.
For him, the biggest benefit of this adjustment is that it makes slacking off much easier...
While the father-in-law and son-in-law were having a deep conversation, Lin Yourong kept her upper body still, but secretly grabbed Yu Huan's waist under the table and twisted it, gradually increasing the force from light to heavy.
She only let go when Yu Huan finally cried out in pain and withdrew his claws from her thigh.
The mother-in-law carried the stack of bowls and chopsticks toward the kitchen.
Lin Yourong immediately got up to help open the kitchen door, then turned around and called out, "Yu Huan, let's go downstairs."
"Okay," Yu Huan replied, standing up.
Lin Yourong turned to look into the kitchen and said, "Mom, come over for dinner tomorrow night."
Upon hearing this, Old Lin's voice carried a hint of resentment: "Why did you only tell your mother about dinner, but not me?"
It doesn't matter who you tell this to!
Lin Yourong glanced at her father speechlessly and said irritably, "Dad, I would also like to formally invite you to have dinner at my and Yu Huan's home tomorrow."
These sarcastic words made Old Lin turn around and say to Yu Huan, "Little Yu, hurry up and take your wife away."
"Okay." Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle.
He stepped forward, took Lin Yourong's small hand, and said to his mother-in-law, who was washing dishes by the sink with her sleeves rolled up, "Mom, we'll be going now."
The mother-in-law was already used to the daily bickering between the father and daughter. She smiled and turned to reply, "Okay, drive carefully on the road."
Before she could finish speaking, she changed the subject and said, "This father and daughter are incompatible. They have a small argument every two days and a big argument every three days. Xiao Yu, you'll get used to it."
Yu Huan recalled the first time she visited the father and daughter for dinner, when the two were at loggerheads and the atmosphere was tense, making her feel like they were about to fight.
He chuckled and joked, "Mom, to be honest, doesn't that mean you always get to watch good shows for free?"
"Sigh, I just feel a headache coming on." The mother-in-law sighed and shook her head slightly.
Sitting behind the dining table, Old Lin said loudly, "That's what you don't understand. You Rong and I are just adding some life to the family."
"Dad, you're really good at giving advice." Before Lin Yourong finished speaking, she took Yu Huan's hand and walked towards the entrance: "Come over after get off work tomorrow, dinner will be served at six."
Old Lin, supporting himself on the edge of the table, slightly rose and picked up the toothpick box from the corner of the table. Watching the two figures disappear around the corner, he said loudly, "I'm lucky enough to eat my daughter's cooking, so I definitely have to be there on time." "That's good." Lin Yourong's voice came from a distance.
Old Lin smiled as he picked his teeth.
The young couple tidied themselves up in the entryway, then put on hats and masks before heading out.
Yu Huan gently closed the door, put his arm around Lin Yourong's arm, and said with a wry smile, "Wife, since you haven't seen your dad for so many days, can't you talk to him properly?"
"It's all his fault for always lecturing me!" Lin Yourong complained, while pressing the button for the elevator to go down.
When she was out and about, she continued in a low voice, "My dad is so nagging. He interferes in everything, from what friends I make to my life planning, what university I go to, what major I choose, and so on. He doesn't give me any space or freedom of my own."
Yu Huan scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, and said, "But your dad isn't the kind of person who makes decisions arbitrarily, is he?"
"That's because my mom supports me!" Lin Yourong quickly explained.
Yu Huan nodded: "I understand. Your parents are a good cop and a bad cop."
Lin Yourong's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just patted Yu Huan's shoulder and said coquettishly, "You're so smart!"
Yu Huan was somewhat bewildered by the dissatisfaction in Lin Yourong's tone.
Even an upright official finds it difficult to settle family disputes; the ancients were right.
However, one can sense that the relationship between the father and daughter is actually quite good; they are a pair of bickering lovers who love and hate each other.
The elevator doors opened with a "ding," and Yu Huan took her hand, stepping inside one after the other.
To change the subject, he turned to this heartless little darling of Lao Lin and asked, "Sister Ru, are you planning to put your things in the car first, or are you going to move them all home together?"
After a moment's thought, Lin Yourong replied, "Let's put them in the car first. There are only three bags. She'll be heading back to Xingcheng the day after tomorrow afternoon after she's settled things at the studio."
"Oh." Yu Huan nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
The couple arrived at the cool, damp second floor of the underground parking garage and got into their small Audi.
As soon as Yu Huan started the engine, a surge of excitement welled up inside him.
He gently took Lin Yourong's small hand, which was resting on the armrest, his face beaming with undisguised joy: "Wife, shall we officially start living together?"
Lin Yourong pulled her hand back and pinched his arm: "Dream on!"
Yu Huan chuckled; he had already developed a resistance to her crab-like hands.
As usual, I turned the steering wheel to the left and drove out of the parking space.
"Hmm...darling, I still hope you can respect me a little..."
Suddenly, I heard her mumbling.
Yu Huan turned his head and glanced at her, only to see her looking out the window, with only the back of her head wearing a deerstalker hat visible to him.
The little Audi tilted and slowly climbed upwards.
Yu Huan turned her gaze back to the road and said earnestly, "Of course! Respect is the foundation of a marriage. We should respect, understand, trust, and support each other!"
"Hmm..." Listening to his profound words, Lin Yourong bit her lip, wanting to say something but finding it difficult to speak.
Although she wanted to emphasize that the respect she meant meant not touching her inappropriately, she simply couldn't bring herself to say it!
Yu Huan naturally understood her unspoken meaning.
Previously, when Pan Linyou was involved, she had spoken up several times, saying that he did not respect her.
The world of pure love warriors is unfathomable.
How does intimacy between men and women relate to respect?
can only say--
Reserved, reserved, and more reserved!
Yu Huan coughed slightly after speaking, and then said, "But as a young man full of vigor, if I don't hold my fragrant wife while sleeping at night, I might really have to go to the hospital to check if there's something wrong with my body."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong's almond-shaped eyes widened instantly.
Who said I can't hug them!
Her lips moved repeatedly.
Before he could even stammer out a defense, Yu Huan said—
"And another thing, I'm such a handsome young man lying next to you, with eight-pack abs, if you don't even want to touch me, then that might mean there's something wrong with you."
"Greasy man!" Lin Yourong turned her head abruptly, looking at Yu Huan's well-defined profile, her cheeks flushing slightly: "You have no eight-pack abs! To me, you only have a big belly!"
The little Audi drove out of the garage amidst slight bumps.
Yu Huan flashed a bright smile: "I've been working out a lot these days!"
While he doesn't actually have eight-pack abs, he does have some definition.
"Pah, I'd never believe you!" Lin Yourong spat.
Yu Huan chuckled and gently pressed the brake pedal.
He took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a five-yuan bill and handed it to Lin Yourong, while rolling down the passenger window.
Lin Yourong took the parking fee and handed it to the security guard.
Yu Huan watched as the barrier slowly rose, then stepped on the gas and sped off towards home.
The orange streetlights illuminated the street brightly.
Yu Huan was comfortably gazing at the road ahead when he suddenly called out, "Wife."
"What's wrong?" Lin Yourong turned her head and gazed at his face, which became increasingly profound in the changing light and shadow.
Yu Huan smiled gently and said softly, "Just stay home and rest well during this time, and enjoy your leisure time to the fullest."
"But I still have to prepare my competition song for 'I Am a Singer.' Although there aren't many things to do, I still can't relax." Lin Yourong shook her head slightly.
Without hesitation, Yu Huan replied, "I'll prepare it for you!"
"Hmm?" Lin Yourong tilted her head, looking adorable.
This stinky man looks so confident.
Yu Huan smiled and explained, "According to the competition rules of 'I Am a Singer,' you can sing two original songs. For the initial stage, you can use 'The Wind Rises' to blow up the audience. I have a good melody and lyrics in my head. Although it's only a small part right now, I'm sure I can write the whole thing before the finals!"
"Huh?" Lin Yourong excitedly shook Yu Huan's arm and asked curiously, "What kind of song is it?"
"It mainly contains elements of patriotism and national sentiment, so it can be considered a patriotic song."
Yu Huan shook her head slightly and then changed the subject, saying:
"Besides these two original songs that can be submitted for competition, I will also carefully select some valuable old songs for re-creation and re-arrangement. Honey, leave the song selection and arrangement to me, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
Lin Yourong couldn't help but pinch his arm, her eyes sparkling, and said happily, "Darling, you're so good!"
With three excellent songs already written for him, she has full confidence in his songwriting ability.
Yu Huan chuckled: "For this show, let's team up as husband and wife!"
"Hmm..." Lin Yourong suddenly let go of his arm: "Darling, why don't you not quit your job? Working at the newspaper, although the salary isn't high, you can earn money by writing songs as a side job. Isn't that great?"
(End of this chapter)