Qingniao never dreamed that Lin Feng would be a member of the Lin family. How could the esteemed Elder Lin have such a disgraceful grandson when this guy was such a scoundrel?
Qingniao couldn't understand it, let alone comprehend why Lin Feng, as a member of the Lin family, would still be investigating the Lin family.
Was this guy toying with her, or was he out of his mind?
Qingniao was very confused and couldn't figure out Lin Feng's intentions at all.
At this moment, Lin Feng entered the house and saw Lin Changzheng making dumplings.
"Xiao Feng, quickly wash your hands and get ready to eat. After these dumplings are made, they can be cooked."
The old man flicked the flour from his hands and said with a kind smile.
"You old man, can't you see Xiao Feng brought his girlfriend? Why don't you greet the young lady?"
Song Zhi, seeing Qingniao with Lin Feng, looked at her as if she were a granddaughter-in-law and beamed with joy.
Lin Changzheng then noticed the dignified and beautiful Qingniao. Although he was surprised that Lin Feng had a new girlfriend again, knowing Lin Feng's temper and disposition well, he still smiled and said, "Good, good, good! You've found another granddaughter-in-law for Grandpa. Our family is becoming more and more lively."
"Little girl, what's your name?"
Lin Changzheng asked Qingniao.
Qingniao, hearing Elder Lin call her his granddaughter-in-law repeatedly, her expression changed instantly. She quickly explained, "Elder Lin, you've misunderstood. I'm not his girlfriend; I'm Qingniao from the Dragon Riders."
"Someone from the Dragon Riders, that's fine. You'll be family sooner or later. Go wash your hands with Xiao Feng, and your grandma and I will cook dumplings for you."
Lin Changzheng said with a smile.
"This?"
Qingniao's face looked a bit unpleasant.
What did he mean by "sooner or later you'll be family"?
How could Elder Lin say such inexplicable words?
However, in front of Lin Changzheng and Song Zhi, Qingniao still dared not be too presumptuous, so she followed Lin Feng to wash her hands.
"Hey, what's going on? You're Elder Lin's grandson, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
While washing their hands, Qingniao questioned him unhappily.
"He treats me as his grandson, but I don't treat him as my grandfather. Why should I tell you?"
Lin Feng retorted.
"What kind of logic is that? I'm confused by what you're saying."
Qingniao was baffled by Lin Feng's strange words.
After washing their hands, Song Zhi had already set the dining table.
Qingniao felt awkward watching the two elders busy themselves and proactively went to help Lin Changzheng cook the dumplings.
"Xiao Feng, this young lady is very good. Grandma thinks you two are a perfect match."
"What about Liu Mengyao and those other young ladies who are pregnant? When are you planning to bring them home for me and your grandpa to see?"
Song Zhi eagerly asked while Lin Changzheng and Qingniao were busy in the kitchen.
"Whether they want to come is not up to me; you'll have to ask them."
Lin Feng couldn't avoid answering Song Zhi's questions and could only give a vague reply.
Song Zhi saw that Lin Feng hadn't fully accepted her and Lin Changzheng and said earnestly, "Xiao Feng, Grandma isn't forcing you to do anything, but I heard from your grandpa that you've made quite a few enemies outside."
"Your grandpa and I are afraid you won't be able to look after so many people. If they live at home, they'll be safer, and you'll be more at ease."
Song Zhi's words truly hit upon Lin Feng's long-standing concerns.
His biggest worry was that someone might harm Liu Mengyao and the other girls in his absence.
Although the tombstone could offer protection, it might not be enough against a master.
If Liu Mengyao and the others could come here to recuperate, they would be very safe.
"Alright, please give me some time to consider. If they are willing, they can come home."
"Thank you for thinking so much for me."
A warmth flowed through Lin Feng's heart. This feeling of being cared for by elders was a warmth he had never experienced before.
"What are you thanking us for? Your grandpa and I, at our age, only hope that the family is safe and happy."
"Our house is big enough to accommodate anyone."
"If you can't persuade Liu Mengyao and those young ladies, Grandma will go and speak to them herself."
"After all, they are carrying our Lin family's descendants. As long as your grandpa and I are alive, no one will be allowed to harm them."
Song Zhi patted Lin Feng's hand.
Lin Feng couldn't refuse anymore and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll discuss it with them when I get back."
"That's more like it. Come to the table and eat. Your grandpa has been looking forward to you coming back for dumplings."
"Without dumplings, it's not a reunion."
Song Zhi smiled and went into the kitchen.
Soon, Qingniao came out with steaming hot dumplings.
Smelling the aroma of the dumplings, Lin Feng suddenly felt a true sense of homecoming.
He looked at the smiling faces of Lin Changzheng and Song Zhi as they busied themselves, and his heart felt truly warm.
Wasn't this the home he had always fantasized about?
"Lin Feng, find an opportunity later to ask Elder Lin about the Xu family."
"You are family, so it's easier to talk."
"Don't think of tricking me, an outsider!"
After putting down the dumplings, Qingniao reminded him cautiously.
She was now very suspicious of Lin Feng's motives.
If she asked Lin Changzheng about the Xu family and he became displeased, she would be the one to suffer.
"Okay, I'll ask. You just focus on eating the dumplings."
Lin Feng knew what Qingniao was worried about.
After all the dumplings were served, Lin Changzheng specifically opened a bottle of white wine.
It was evident that the old man was genuinely happy, pouring himself a large glass.
"Xiao Feng, join Grandpa for a drink too. Grandpa is happy today."
Lin Changzheng poured a glass of white wine for Lin Feng.
Song Zhi brought out the prepared minced garlic and did not forget to put some dumplings on Lin Feng's plate.
"Eat more. These are the three-delicacy filling your grandpa loves the most. Your grandpa personally shelled the shrimp for them."
"And Qingniao, you eat more too. Don't think of yourself as an outsider when you're at our home. Your Grandpa Lin and I are not picky."
Song Zhi was like a warm old grandmother, making Qingniao feel a bit shy.
Lin Feng took a bite of the dumplings made by Lin Changzheng and Song Zhi, and the taste he had longed for filled his taste buds.
Lin Feng's eyes felt a little moist. He had longed for this bite of dumpling for too long.