PDLP Chapter 1370: The Pitiful Miss Zhou
Chapter 1370: The Pitiful Miss Zhou
The three chatted and laughed as they strolled into the villa's kitchen. Bai Suzhen looked at the microwave on the counter and asked curiously, "What's this square box for?"
"It's for heating things up, it's quick." Lin Lang filled half a bowl with water from the tap, put it in, and pressed the button for thirty seconds.
Xiaoqing said with a smile, "Modern times are great. Clean water comes out as soon as you turn on the tap. It's so convenient to use water."
After a "ding," Lin Lang took out the bowl and handed it to Bai Suzhen, saying, "Feel it, it's already hot."
Bai Suzhen carefully took the bowl and exclaimed in surprise, "The water in the bowl has really warmed up! This is much faster than cooking on the stove, and you don't even need to watch the fire."
Lin Lang instructed, "Microwave ovens are very convenient and easy to use, but you can't heat metal bowls and plates, eggs, sealed jars, or boxes with lids but no openings."
He paused, then added, "Regular plastic bags, foam lunch boxes, and disposable lunch boxes cannot be heated in the microwave. Only plastic boxes labeled 'microwave safe' can be heated in the microwave."
After hearing this, Bai Suzhen smiled sweetly at Lin Lang and said, "Husband, you are so patient with me and Xiaoqing, mwah!"
As she spoke, she gave Lin Lang a quick kiss on the cheek.
Xiaoqing was drawn to the refrigerator. She opened the door and was immediately greeted by a blast of cold air. Peeking inside, she pointed to the strawberries and yogurt.
"Wow, it's so cold in here! It's like an icebox! And there's so much delicious food hidden in there!"
As she spoke, she picked up a carton of yogurt and asked, "Honey, what's this?"
Lin Lang tore open the lid of the yogurt cup, handed it to Xiao Qing, and coaxed, "This is peach-flavored yogurt. I guarantee you've never had it before. Try it!"
Xiaoqing's eyes lit up after taking a bite of the yogurt, and she exclaimed, "Wow, this peach-flavored yogurt is sweet and sour, even more refreshing than honey water!"
Seeing this, Bai Suzhen also said curiously, "Husband, I also want to try the taste of peach-flavored yogurt."
Lin Lang took out a carton of yogurt from the refrigerator, tore open the packaging, and handed it to Bai Suzhen, saying affectionately, "Here, have a taste."
Bai Suzhen took the yogurt, tasted it, and smiled sweetly with her eyes narrowed, "Wow, it tastes even better than the ancient cheese!"
Lin Lang bent down and opened the freezer compartment at the bottom of the refrigerator, pulled out a drawer and said, "Look, there are all kinds of ice cream and popsicles in here. You can grab one and eat it whenever you want something cold."
"Thank you, honey." Xiaoqing also kissed Lin Lang on the cheek.
Bai Suzhen chuckled and teased, "You greedy snake, you're happy whenever you see something delicious."
"Hehe..." Xiaoqing playfully stuck out her tongue and giggled.
Next, Lin Lang taught Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing how to use the gas stove, range hood, dishwasher, and water dispenser before leaving the kitchen.
Finally, the three of them arrived at the e-sports room on the first floor.
Lin Lang pushed open the door, and two silver desktop computers stood in front of the large table with huge monitors.
Xiaoqing immediately ran over, pointed at the screen, and asked, "Honey, why is this computer different from the one in the hotel? The screen is so big!"
Lin Lang walked over and turned on the computer; a clear desktop appeared on the screen.
"This is a desktop computer, with higher specifications than a laptop. It has a dedicated graphics card, making games run more smoothly."
He clicked on a game icon, and the screen immediately came to life. "You see," he said, "using this to browse the internet or play games makes the response faster and the picture clearer."
Bai Suzhen also leaned over and lightly touched the keyboard with her fingertips: "The keys on this keyboard are bigger than those on a laptop, so it should be easier to type on, right?"
Lin Lang replied with a smile, "Okay, you can come here if you want to play games in the future. There are two computers, so you can team up and play together."
Xiaoqing couldn't wait to pick up the mouse and click around. Watching the cursor move on the screen, she smiled so hard her eyes crinkled: "Great! Online games are a great way for my sister and me to pass the time."
Bai Suzhen smiled too, her gaze sweeping over everything in the room, from the computer to the gaming chair next to it, and then to the game posters on the wall, her eyes filled with a peaceful smile:
"With so many new gadgets, Xiaoqing and I will definitely not be bored in our modern life."
Just then, a system notification sounded in Lin Lang's mind.
"Ding! Friendly reminder to the host: Today is the anniversary of the death of your master Zhou Zhongdang. Zhou Mengyao has already driven to the cemetery with her two children."
Upon receiving the system notification, Lin Lang slapped his forehead, realizing something:
"Hey... lust really makes things worse, I almost forgot such an important day."
Seeing this, Bai Suzhen asked, "What's wrong, husband? What's the matter?"
Lin Lang replied, "Today is the anniversary of my master's death. You two play games. If you don't understand anything, just call me. I need to hurry up and buy offerings, flowers, and sacrificial items."
Bai Suzhen replied obediently and sensibly, "Important business is important, you should go quickly, husband."
"Goodbye, honey. Come visit me and my sister whenever you have time," Xiaoqing said, shaking Lin Lang's arm affectionately.
"okay."
Having said that, Lin Lang had already activated the [Space-Time Mass Teleportation] skill, and with a "whoosh," he disappeared from the e-sports room.
Why did Lin Lang rush off to transmigrate without even kissing the Green and White Snake Demon sisters goodbye?
Lin Lang needed to arrive at his master's grave before Zhou Mengyao and their two children arrived, so that he could maintain his image as a devoted lover in Zhou Mengyao's eyes.
It's not that Brother Lang is being hypocritical and trying to create a sentimental persona, but rather that details determine success or failure, and we can't afford to falter on crucial matters.
Dressed in black, Zhou Mengyao carried flowers and walked heavily to the cemetery with sacrificial offerings, followed by her twin children, son Lin Haoyi and daughter Lin Zhiqing.
The two little ones were also dressed in black, each holding a white chrysanthemum.
When Zhou Mengyao arrived at Zhou Zhongdang's tombstone with her two children, she saw Lin Lang kneeling in front of his master's tombstone, wiping his master's portrait on the tombstone with a tissue.
Incense, candles, and offerings have been set out, and a bouquet of flowers is placed in front of the tombstone.
Zhou Mengyao stopped abruptly, her gaze falling on Lin Lang's back as he faced the tombstone.
The figure stood ramrod straight, yet exuded an indescribable loneliness; the silhouette outlined by the black suit appeared particularly solitary in the silence of the cemetery.
Her eyes instantly reddened, her nose tingled, and tears streamed down her face.
"Father!" Xiao Zhiqing's clear voice broke the silence as she ran towards Lin Lang with her short legs.
Lin Lang turned around at the sound, his face still bearing traces of tears. When he saw his two children running towards him, the sadness in his eyes lessened, and he opened his arms.
Xiao Zhiqing and Xiao Haoyi rushed into Lin Lang's arms one after the other, and he took the opportunity to hug the two little ones tightly.
"My little darlings, you've come to pay your respects to your grandfather too." Lin Lang's voice was slightly hoarse as he gently stroked his children's heads.
"Mmm." Xiao Haoyi nodded in response, looking very cute with his chubby face.
Xiao Zhiqing raised her little hand and clumsily wiped away the tears from Lin Lang's eyes, saying sensibly, "Father, why are you crying? Mother will feel sorry for you if she sees this."
Lin Lang sniffed and forced a smile: "Father is fine, he just hasn't visited Grandfather in a long time and misses him a little."
"Honey, you're here so early!" Zhou Mengyao walked over slowly, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in her hands.
Lin Lang and Zhou Mengyao gazed at each other affectionately. Seeing her tearful and pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but call out with heartache, "Wife."
Zhou Mengyao responded with a sob, then respectfully placed the flowers gently in front of the tombstone.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhiqing and Xiao Haoyi also respectfully placed the white chrysanthemums they were holding in front of their grandfather's tombstone.
Zhou Mengyao slowly knelt in front of the tombstone and placed the fruits and pastries she had brought one by one in front of the tombstone. They were all her father Zhou Zhongdang's favorite foods.
She moved gently, as if afraid of disturbing the sleeping man, her eyes red and her voice trembling with tears: "Dad, the four of us have come to see you."
Lin Lang gently patted Zhou Mengyao's back, silently comforting her.
Zhou Mengyao's tears streamed down her face as she softly spoke to the tombstone:
"Dad, look how grown up Zhiqing and Haoyi are. Your little grandson and granddaughter are already so caring."
She paused, her voice choked with emotion, "Everything is fine at home. The Treasure Pavilion business is booming, with hundreds of pawnshop branches across the Tang Dynasty. You can rest assured there..."
Xiao Zhiqing approached the tombstone, looked at Zhou Zhongdang's portrait, and said in a childish voice, "Grandpa, I drew a picture for you. Do you think it's nice?"
As she spoke, she took a piece of drawing paper out of her pocket and carefully placed it next to the pastries.
Xiao Haoyi chimed in, "Grandpa, Father said you were very capable when you were alive. You were a famous appraiser and calligrapher. I practice calligraphy every day now!"
Lin Lang looked at his master's portrait on the tombstone, then at his wife and children beside him, and sighed softly.
Although the silent Lang Ge said nothing, it was as if he had said everything.
The gloomy weather and the wind blowing through the cemetery brought a chill, but also dispelled some of the heaviness.
In Zhou Mengyao's view, having family by her side can transform even the deepest longing into the strength to keep moving forward.
Lin Lang stood up, holding his two children's little hands, and stood quietly to the side.
Xiao Zhiqing's hands were soft and sweet, but Xiao Haoyi's hands were clenched tightly, perhaps influenced by the atmosphere around them.
"Dad, the orchid you used to grow has bloomed, and it's blooming so beautifully..."
Zhou Mengyao knelt before her father Zhou Zhongdang's tombstone, talking incoherently.
He spoke calmly, from everyday family matters to the children's funny stories, as if chatting face-to-face with his father, but his slightly trembling shoulders betrayed his surging longing.
Lin Lang stood silently to the side, only gently squeezing her children's hands to signal them not to disturb their mother.
The children seemed to understand, but didn't speak, their lips pursed.
Xiao Zhiqing couldn't help but glance at the photo on the tombstone a few more times, as if she were recognizing this grandfather she had never met.
Zhou Mengyao knelt in front of her deceased father's grave for a long time, and said many, many words to Zhou Zhongdang's portrait on the tombstone.
It's clear that Miss Zhou is very filial and has a deep affection for her father.
As the sky gradually darkened and the wind carried a dampness, threatening rain, Lin Lang whispered:
"Honey, that's about enough, it's going to rain."
Zhou Mengyao nodded with tears in her eyes, and finally said to the tombstone in a sobbing voice, "Dad, we'll come to see you again next time."
Finally, Lin Lang, holding his two children's hands, knelt down with Zhou Mengyao in front of the tombstone and solemnly kowtowed three times.
As he got up, Xiao Haoyi even imitated the adults by patting the dust off his knees.
Then, the family of four held hands and slowly walked out of the cemetery.
Under the gloomy sky, their shadows were stretched long, and the tombstones behind them stood silently, bearing the weight of time and holding endless longing.
After arriving at the cemetery parking lot and returning to Zhou Mengyao's Hummer SUV, Xiao Haoyi looked at Zhou Mengyao, whose eyes were red and whose face was full of sadness, and said with heartache:
"Father, Mother didn't eat breakfast this morning."
Sitting in the driver's seat, Lin Lang turned to look at Zhou Mengyao in the back seat after hearing this, and asked with concern:
"Honey, what do you want to eat? I'll take you there."
Zhou Mengyao hugged Xiao Zhiqing and sat her on her lap, replying dejectedly, "I have no appetite, let's just drive home."
After hearing this, Lin Lang didn't say much. He simply snapped his fingers, summoned an invisible clone, and instantly traveled back to the Lin family villa. He then personally cooked a few dishes for Zhou Mengyao.
The main body, Lin Lang, drove a Hummer away from the cemetery, carrying his two children and Zhou Mengyao back to the Lin family villa.
Xiao Zhiqing hugged Zhou Mengyao tightly, so affectionately and dependently. Although her daughter didn't say anything the whole way, Zhou Mengyao felt the tenderness of her "little cotton-padded jacket".