At lunchtime, a sumptuous spread filled the table. Lu Zean attentively served his father-in-law, Mother-in-law, with each dish reflecting his respect and gratitude. He animatedly shared amusing stories from their married life to entertain everyone. With a smile, Lu Zean said, "Mom and Dad, do you know what happened one morning? I wanted to surprise Lin Xiao Yu with a heartfelt breakfast. I confidently marched into the kitchen, but chaos ensued right from the start. The oil sizzled in the pan like firecrackers, and I panicked. In my fluster, I grabbed the salt and sugar containers, and in my nervousness, mistook salt for sugar. The eggs turned out tasting bizarre! When Lin Xiao Yu took a bite, her expression was like she had eaten bitter melon; her brows knitted together in dismay. Yet she forced herself to say it was delicious just to spare my feelings. When I tried it myself, I almost gagged—it was terrible!" Laughter erupted around the room, filling it with joy as if happy notes were dancing in the air. However, when Song Ying jokingly asked about some private details of their married life, Lin Xiao Yu's face instantly flushed red like a ripe apple. Feeling a bit shy, she said, "Mom, please don't ask." Meanwhile, Lu Zean smirked mischievously beside her, gently squeezing Lin Xiao Yu's hand under the table as if to say, "Don't worry; I'm here."
In the afternoon sun that lazily spilled over the yard, Lu Zean played chess with Lin Wufeng at the stone table. Knowing his father-in-law's exceptional chess skills, he deliberately made small mistakes in the game and cleverly lost a few rounds. Lin Wufeng felt elated after winning and chuckled while fiddling with the pieces, saying, "Lu Zean, you still have room for improvement in your chess skills." Lu Zean scratched his head and laughed sheepishly, "Dad, you're a master; I need to learn more from you." He looked like a humble student eager for guidance.
Meanwhile, Lin Xiao Yu and Song Ying entered the inner room and gently closed the door. Song Ying pulled Lin Xiao Yu to sit on the edge of the bed and carefully examined her daughter's face with loving eyes. She softly stroked Lin Xiao Yu's hair and asked, "Xiao Yu, I just want to know if Lu Zean treats you well? Does he bully you?" Blushing, Lin Xiao Yu lowered her head slightly and replied, "Mom, he treats me very well and takes good care of me." Song Ying smiled and continued, "You should always tell me if you're feeling wronged. Also, in marriage, there will inevitably be small frictions; you need to understand him more. Sometimes men can be careless." Lin Xiao Yu nodded obediently: "I know, Mom. Sometimes I can be a bit temperamental too, but Lu Zean is always understanding." Satisfied, Song Ying patted her hand: "That's good; you both need to support each other and make your life together happy. By the way, have you thought about when you want to have children?" Lin Xiao Yu's face turned even redder as she softly replied: "Mom, we just got married; we haven't thought that far ahead." Song Ying chuckled: "I’m just asking casually; don’t be shy."
Time slipped away amidst laughter and joy as evening approached. Lin Dongzhe stepped forward with a beaming smile on his face and said to Lin Xiao Yu and Lu Zean: "Sister, brother-in-law, seeing you both so happy makes me really glad. Xiao Ting is also thinking of you; she said she wants to come with me next time we visit. When that happens, our family gathering will surely be livelier." Lin Xiao Yu's eyes lit up as she teased: "Brother, you'd better hurry up then; I'm looking forward to having Xiao Ting as my companion!" Lu Zean nodded in agreement beside her, his eyes filled with anticipation for future gatherings.
As dusk fell and the sunset painted the sky in shades of orange-red like a magnificent canvas, Lin Xiao Yu and Lu Zean stood at the door feeling reluctant to leave. Song Ying’s eyes brimmed with tears again as she tried hard to hold them back so as not to worry her daughter. Lu Zean tightly held Lin Xiao Yu's hand beside her and assured them: "Dad, Mom, Brother, we will come visit often." Then they slowly turned away and stepped onto the road home with their family's love and blessings accompanying them. The car gradually drove away until it disappeared at the end of the road; yet that deep familial bond would forever remain in their hearts as their warmest source of strength on their journey ahead.
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