Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Chapter 328 Lin Qingping, I am proud of you

"In the dorm," he said, then suddenly became wary again, "Why are you asking that?"

"It's nothing," Lin Qingping said nonchalantly. "I was thinking that since you don't wear it, I'd give it to someone else."

"Who are you going to give it to?" His tone suddenly became urgent, and he turned her over completely, staring into her eyes as he asked.

"It's none of your business."

"No!" he said firmly.

"Fine, if you won't give it to me, then knit it again!" Lin Qingping pulled his hand down from her arm. "If you're not going to cook, then go outside. I need to cook, don't delay my son's meal."

Gu Juncheng stared at her back, hesitant to speak, but finally picked up the fish and went to show off his knife skills. Zhiyuan wanted to eat squirrel mandarin fish, so he couldn't cut it in half.

From that moment on, Lin Qingping didn't hear Gu Juncheng say a word. If he didn't speak, she certainly wouldn't either. The only sounds in the kitchen were the chopping of vegetables and the sizzling of hot woks.

After preparing a lavish meal, Gu Juncheng sat firmly in his usual spot at the table and began to eat, displaying an attitude that he wouldn't leave no matter how much you tried to urge him to.

Lin Qingping gave him a "rascal" look and told Zhiyuan to eat.

Seeing that his parents had sat down, Zhiyuan was a little happy. "Dad, Mom, I'll go get you some food."

Lin Qingping's cooking skills are truly excellent. After all, she was a professional in the catering industry in her previous life. Gu Juncheng and Zhiyuan thoroughly enjoyed the meal.

Gu Juncheng ate more than half a bowl of braised pork by himself, and half of the duck by himself. He also ate two large bowls of rice soaked in soup.

Of course, they were very conscientious after finishing their meal and didn't bother to clean up the dishes.

"Mom, I'm going to play in the yard for a bit." Zhiyuan felt like he was already stuffed.

Lin Qingping hummed in agreement, went upstairs to get some yarn, placed a stool upside down, and wrapped the yarn around the four legs of the stool, trying to make the yarn into a ball.

When Gu Juncheng came out and saw this scene, his voice was tense, "You really knit a sweater?"

Lin Qingping freed one hand and tapped the table. "Give me the money."

"What money?" Gu Juncheng asked in surprise, reaching into his pocket to take out some money. "How much do you need?"

"Food expenses! You ate enough for three people by yourself!" Of course, that's a bit of an exaggeration.

Gu Juncheng was taken aback and finally felt a little embarrassed, but he withdrew his hand from the money.

"What? Trying to dine and dash?" Lin Qingping glared at him.

"What does 'dining for free' mean?" Gu Juncheng didn't understand the term.

"It's just free food!"

Gu Juncheng sat down beside her, watching her hands moving quickly around the yarn.

"Stop pretending to be stupid! Give me the money!" Lin Qingping glared at him.

He thought for a moment, "You really want money?"

"Ok!"

“Okay.” He stood up, took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a large stack of ten-yuan bills, and placed them on the table next to her. Then, he put down a bankbook.

Lin Qingping looked at it and asked, "What does this mean?"

"It's all yours," he said.

"Stop it!" Lin Qingping sneered. "Don't give me that! Take it back!"

Gu Juncheng didn't take it, but stared at the increasingly larger ball of yarn she had wrapped around it. "Is the color of this yarn the same as the one you gave me?"

nonsense!

Lin Qingping couldn't be bothered to talk to him. Was he just trying to make conversation?

"Knitted for a man?" Gu Juncheng looked her over.

That's what I really wanted to ask...

It took a long detour.

"What do you think?" Lin Qingping retorted, then scoffed, "You don't like this color, but someone else does."

"Who says I don't like it?"

"Don't you like black?" Lin Qingping drawled. "You wear that black one every day, you treasure it like it's something precious."

Actually, ever since he came to the capital, it seems like he's never worn that black coat back.

"Black?" He pondered for a moment.

"Isn't that right? They wear them until they're old and then can't bear to throw them away, they just keep wearing them." Lin Qingping had already made it clear enough!

“It’s old, but you can still wear it.” He knew which black sweater she was referring to.

Lin Qingping nodded. "That makes sense."

Don’t dwell on this issue anymore.

Anyway, we're already divorced!

In the afternoon, Lin Qingping sorted out the two large bundles of yarn, one gray and one dark blue, both colors suitable for men.

"Do you want to knit two pieces?" Gu Juncheng asked, staring at the balls of yarn.

"Ah."

"Give it to the same person?" Gu Juncheng's voice rose.

"Okay." Lin Qingping put away all the yarn balls and prepared to go to the shop. She called to Zhiyuan, "Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, let's go out for dinner tonight. We'll go see some uncles first."

"Okay!" Zhiyuan changed his clothes and came out, only to see his Uncle Gu sitting there, looking a little angry.

"You two...fought again?" Zhiyuan asked in a low voice.

Gu Juncheng looked at him and asked, "Do you know who your mother knits sweaters for?"

"How would I know? I've been away from home for a month!" Zhiyuan exclaimed in surprise. "My mom's been knitting sweaters for someone else?"

Gu Juncheng's expression turned even uglier.

Lin Qingping packed her things, changed her clothes, and came downstairs. She simply called to Zhiyuan, "Let's go, Zhiyuan."

Lin Qingping took him to the shop, where they met He Qiancheng and several other people.

He Qiancheng knew Zhiyuan. Back in the army, Zhiyuan had once ridden on his shoulders. Seeing how much the little kid had grown up and how well he had grown, He was incredibly excited. His eyes were filled with even more gratitude as he looked at Lin Qingping.

They ate dinner at a restaurant that evening. Zhong Xiaoxiao's daughter had been in the capital for so long, and finally had someone who could be considered her peer. She kept calling Zhiyuan "brother, brother" over and over again.

Lin Qingping also had a very important matter to discuss with He Qiancheng.

After arriving at the restaurant, Lin Qingping made an excuse to call He Qiancheng aside.

"Brother He, I'm so sorry, Brother Wang Ping'an and I don't know how to communicate. This matter is quite important. Please talk to him tonight. I've made an appointment with an ENT specialist at the Capital Hospital. I'll take Brother Wang Ping'an there to see if it can be treated. In the worst-case scenario, if it can't be treated, the Capital Hospital can also provide the patient with a hearing aid. With a hearing aid, he can still hear. Since the appointment is for tomorrow, please make sure you communicate with Brother Wang tonight," Lin Qingping instructed.

He Qiancheng stared at her blankly, as if he had misheard.

"Brother He?" Lin Qingping called out softly.

He Qiancheng's eyes reddened again, "Sister-in-law..." his voice was choked with sobs.

"Brother He, there's no need for thanks. I'd be happy if Brother Wang Ping'an could hear this," Lin Qingping interrupted He Qiancheng before he could finish speaking.

“No, sister-in-law…” He Qiancheng wiped away his tears, “Sister-in-law, we brothers really… how can we thank you? We can never repay the debt of gratitude we owe you in this lifetime!”

"Brother He, I'm at a loss for words when you put it that way."