Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Chapter 669 The Clingy Little Sister

Early that morning, a joyous occasion occurred at Yipinju Restaurant: the owner's son returned, and the restaurant was to be closed for the day.

"My son is back! Let your mother take a good look at him." Lin's mother cupped Lin Ping's face, tears of joy streaming down her face.

"Yes, he truly is my son." Lin Fugui nodded in satisfaction, almost shedding tears.

Lin Xiaomei suddenly threw herself into Lin Ping's arms, clinging to his body like an octopus.

Lin Fugui and his wife frowned at this, and Lin Ping grabbed her hair and dragged her down forcefully: "You brat, do you want to get your brother's clothes dirty?"

Lin Xiaomei was used to this kind of treatment, so she wasn't angry. Instead, she dusted off Lin Ping's clothes.

"Hehe, sister-in-law, don't be offended. I was just too happy and got carried away." Lin Xiaomei smiled foolishly, clearly having found the right way to chat.

That's true. If she apologized to Lin Ping, she would definitely be given a severe scolding.

Lin Ping wasn't afraid of getting his clothes dirty, but he felt that there was a difference between men and women, after all, Lin Xiaomei was of marriageable age.

"My son has lost weight, I'll go cook right away." Lin's mother hurriedly entered the kitchen, having started preparing lunch early in the morning.

Having a rare free morning, Lin Ping accompanied Lin Xiaomei to practice swordsmanship. He showed no mercy, beating Lin Xiaomei until she was covered in dust and had to force a smile and praise Lin Ping's superb martial arts skills.

"Look, this is the beard of the Lotus Palace Master. That guy is a pretty boy, and that's all the beard he has. You'd better use it sparingly," Lin Ping said seriously.

Upon seeing the beard, Lin Xiaomei was naturally overjoyed and excitedly asked, "Is he dead? Can we go and pluck some more in the future?"

Lin Ping was speechless, he really couldn't understand Lin Xiaomei's thought process.

Before noon, a delicious aroma wafted from the kitchen. Lin Ping, his mouth watering, defeated Lin Xiaomei once again and dashed into the kitchen.

It must be said that Lin's mother has superb cooking skills; a table full of delicious food was served.

Lin Ping spread his legs, placed one foot on the stool, and pounced on the food like a hungry wolf.

“This husband must be a reincarnated starving ghost,” Zhou Xiyin shook her head.

After finishing his meal, Lin Ping first let out a burp, then lazily leaned back in his chair.

"When will my son come back to Jiangcheng for a visit? Our old house is probably covered in dust by now," Lin Fugui asked tentatively.

"I've already gone back, and I'm looking for an old man named Zhang Jiuxiang," Lin Ping said casually.

"Zhang Jiuxiang?" The Lin couple were immediately shocked, as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

"What does my son want with Zhang Jiuxiang?" Lin Fugui's voice trembled slightly.

"My wife has been engaged to the son of her martial uncle since childhood. Only by finding Zhang Jiuxiang can this marriage be dissolved, and then I can live off him in peace," Lin Ping answered truthfully.

"Oh... I see." Lin Fugui nodded thoughtfully.

Although "living off a woman" is a new term, he roughly understands what it means.

"Old man, when did our family move into Jiangcheng? Have you ever heard of a man named Zhang Jiuxiang?" Lin Ping sat up straight and asked curiously.

He grew up in Jiangcheng, but Lin Fugui had occasionally mentioned that their hometown was in Qinghe County, and they moved to Jiangcheng after they became wealthy.

"No, no, I've never heard of it." Lin Fugui shook his head vigorously and said, "Our family moved to Jiangcheng eighteen years ago."

"Eighteen years ago? That's two years too late. It's normal that I haven't heard of Zhang Jiuxiang." Lin Ping muttered to himself, no longer asking any further questions.

"Could you tell me about your experiences at the Lotus Palace, my husband?" Zhou Xiyin asked, mustering her courage.

She didn't care how Lin Ping defeated the Lotus Palace; she only wanted to know about his progress with Jiang Yunying.

Lin Ping saw through her thoughts and recounted his experiences at the Lotus Palace in detail.

"Does my son really have to find Zhang Jiuxiang?" Lin Fugui asked again.

"Of course, otherwise how could I live off a woman so comfortably?" Lin Ping replied without hesitation.

Lin Fugui hesitated for a long time before finally mustering his courage and saying, "My son is now a great general and is about to marry a princess. It is a time to bring glory to our family. Why does he insist on becoming a live-in son-in-law in the city lord's mansion?"

"That's right. My son is a dragon among men, the ideal husband in the hearts of all the girls in the world. Matchmakers have been knocking down my door, and I just turned down several of them. Why should he live under someone else's roof and have to be at the mercy of others? I think Yinyin is more gentle and considerate than that princess. She would be a good daughter-in-law."

"Huh? You don't like Yunying anymore?" Lin Ping looked at the two of them in confusion.

That's understandable. Parents all hope their sons will become dragons and their daughters will become phoenixes. Seeing that Lin Ping is about to rise to prominence, there's really no need for him to become a live-in son-in-law.

The Lin couple hadn't intended for Lin Ping to bring glory to their family, not wanting to put pressure on him. But now that the opportunity was within their grasp, why give it up?

"You two old fools, when has it ever been your business to meddle in my affairs?" Lin Ping slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage.

He wasn't really angry; he just wanted to end the endless argument in this way.

This wasn't the first time he had slammed his fist on the table; Mr. and Mrs. Lin were used to it and wouldn't be upset by it.

Seeing him turn and leave, Zhou Xiyin was heartbroken.

She wanted Lin Ping to change his bad temper, at least to be filial to his parents, but this matter was closely related to her, so she couldn't speak up.

You can't exactly tell Lin Ping, "I'm better than Jiang Yunying, marry me instead of her!"

Zhou Xiyin didn't have that kind of thick skin, and she knew she didn't have that kind of weight.

"Why are these two old folks acting so strangely today? Don't they usually treat their wife like their own daughter?" Lin Ping thought about it more and more and found it strange, but he was unwilling to take the initiative to mend his relationship with his parents.

Zhou Xiyin spent the entire afternoon comforting Lin Fugui and his wife, and only entered Lin Ping's room at night.

He only stayed in Yingtian Prefecture for three days, and this departure might be the last time they would meet. Zhou Xiyin wanted to seize this last bit of happiness.

"Tomboy, why are you so gloomy today?" Lin Ping finally noticed Zhou Xiyin's unusual behavior.

Zhou Xiyin lowered her head and remained silent, but tears streamed down her face.

"Are you unhappy that Yunying is back?"

Women are all jealous; how could they possibly hand over a man to someone else?

Lin Ping was most afraid of women shedding tears, and immediately lost his composure. After thinking about it carefully, he also felt sorry for Zhou Xiyin.

Although Jiang Yunying treated her like a sister, she was still a concubine after marriage.

Lin Ping was unaware that Zhou Xiyin wasn't against being a concubine, but rather that she feared Jiang Yunying would never accept her.

"Sister-in-law, are you asleep?" Lin Xiaomei walked in furtively, clutching a pillow.

Zhou Xiyin didn't want to cry in front of Lin Xiaomei, so she immediately stopped crying.

Lin Ping initially wanted to drive his younger sister away, but then thought that she could appease Zhou Xiyin, so it might be worth keeping her.

Since they are siblings and have slept together since childhood, they don't need to worry about too many formalities even when the other reaches marriageable age.

The eldest brother is like a father; what's wrong with sleeping with one's own father?

"You brat! Get out here right now and don't you dare come into your brother's room!" Just then, Lin's mother stormed in angrily.