The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

She was wearing a light pink cotton nightgown, her hair was spread out on the pillow, and her fingers were gently pressed against his lips.

"Shh—Grandpa's asleep. I sneaked over here just to hold him for a little while."

Lin Feng pulled her into his arms, and she nestled against his chest like a kitten that had found its nest. Then she tilted her head back and pressed her lips to his.

The kiss was light and gentle; when her tongue touched his, it carried a hint of the sweetness of the rice dumpling she had just eaten. She lingered in his arms for a while before reluctantly getting up.

"I have to go back. If my mom finds out, she'll definitely nag me tomorrow." She quickly kissed him on the corner of his mouth again, then tiptoed out of the room, leaving the door slightly ajar.

The wooden floorboards creaked softly under her feet. She paused, turned back, stuck her tongue out at Lin Feng on the bed, and then disappeared through the crack in the door.

The next morning, Lin Feng was the first to get up as usual. He turned on the gas stove in the old man's kitchen with practiced ease and took out the leftover rice dumplings and eggs from the refrigerator.

The zongzi were sliced ​​and pan-fried until golden brown on both sides, with slightly crispy edges and a soft, glutinous center. Several poached eggs were then fried in the remaining oil, the yolks still runny.

I cooked a pot of white porridge, and took a dish of dried radish that the old man had pickled himself from the jar, cut it into thin strips and arranged it on a small plate.

After the old man got up, he saw the breakfast laid out on the table. He didn't say anything, picked up a piece of fried rice dumpling, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then turned to Shen Qianqian and said, "This kid can even fry rice dumplings better than others. Qianqian, you're in for a treat from now on."

Shen Qianqian blushed. "Grandpa, why are you here again?"

As Ye Qinghan was serving porridge to Lin Feng in the kitchen, she passed behind him and gently pinched his waist with her fingers—a very quick and light movement.

Shen Qianqian was peeling eggs nearby, completely unaware. Lin Feng turned around and glanced at her, but she nonchalantly took the porridge away.

After breakfast, the three packed their things and prepared to return to Hohai University. The old man stood under the old locust tree with his little yellow dog in his arms to see them off. Shen Qianqian hugged her grandfather tightly and refused to let go, saying that she would come to see him again next time she had a holiday and bring him osmanthus cakes from the newly opened pastry shop at Hohai University.

The old man gently patted her back and said that she didn't need to bring anything, just that she had come.

When Lin Feng drove up, the old man waved to him and asked him to roll down the window.

"If you encounter any difficulties with company matters, just let me know."

"I understand, Grandpa. Please take care."

As the car turned out of the alley, Shen Qianqian looked in the rearview mirror at her grandfather standing under the old locust tree, holding the dog. Her eyes reddened for a moment, and then she wiped her eyes with her finger.

Ye Qinghan glanced at her from the passenger seat, said nothing, and simply handed her the tissue box.

All the way, Shen Qianqian kept telling Lin Feng about how her grandfather had praised him. She said that her grandfather had secretly told her that Lin Feng was a reliable kid and that she should cherish him.

His grandfather also said that he was stubborn when he was young, and you can see that Raymond Lam has a stubborn streak in his bones. Such a person will either suffer a big setback or achieve great things. It seems that he is the latter.

"He also said that the young people in your company are quite motivated. Last time I saw on the news that you won some project, he even put on his reading glasses and looked at it for a long time." As she finished speaking, her own face turned red, and she turned her face to the car window and pretended to look at the scenery.

The car arrived at the entrance of Xingfu Residential Area.

Lin Jianguo and Zhang Xiulan were already waiting at home. Zhang Xiulan was wearing a newly bought floral shirt, and she had also gone to the hair salon to get her hair styled, making her look much more energetic.

Lin Jianguo put away the old tea set that had been used for many years on the coffee table and replaced it with a new white porcelain tea set. He also put a clean sofa cover on the sofa.

When Shen Qianqian entered, she was carrying several bags of gifts in both hands. Her face showed the nervousness and obedience typical of meeting elders. She greeted them in a clear and cheerful voice, "Hello, Uncle and Aunt!"

Zhang Xiulan pulled Shen Qianqian's hand and sat her down on the sofa, smiling as she looked her over. "Qianqian, right? Xiaofeng often mentions you. This girl is really pretty, even prettier than in the photos. Come, sit here, Auntie will peel an apple for you. How's the food at the school cafeteria? Do you have many classes? What do you usually do on weekends? Do you have any dietary restrictions? I prepared several dishes for lunch: sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed sea bass, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Xiaofeng said you like these."

Shen Qianqian answered each question one by one. Her voice was a little nervous at first, but she gradually relaxed and began to chat with Zhang Xiulan about interesting things that happened at school.

"Auntie, Lin Feng accompanied me to my swimming lesson last time, and our coach saw him. The coach thought he was a new student and insisted that he swim a couple of laps. He stood by the pool for a long time, and finally said that he was a family member, and only then did the coach let him go."

Zhang Xiulan laughed as she listened, "This kid has been afraid of water since he was little. When we took him to play by the river when he was a child, he wouldn't move when the water was just up to his knees."

Lin Jianguo sat on the single sofa next to her, not saying much, but he kept peeling sunflower seeds for Shen Qianqian. He put the peeled sunflower seeds in a small dish and pushed it in front of Shen Qianqian.

Shen Qianqian said thank you, Uncle, feeling embarrassed. He waved his hand and poured her another cup of tea.

After dinner, Zhang Xiulan took Shen Qianqian to the yard to look at the newly planted vegetable seedlings. Several tender green vines had already climbed up the bamboo trellis against the wall; these were loofah and cucumbers that had been planted a few days ago.

He picked two ripe chilies and put them in Shen Qianqian's hand, saying that they were grown by Xiaofeng's father himself and hadn't been sprayed with pesticides, and that she should take them back for her mother to try. Lin Jianguo, who was watering the plants nearby, couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

Lin Feng drove Shen Qianqian home.

She leaned back in the passenger seat, rolled the window down a crack, and the wind blew her hair back. She held a bag of chili peppers and cucumbers that Zhang Xiulan had given her, and on her lap was a small plastic bag containing sunflower seeds that Lin Jianguo had shelled.

"I felt really good at your house today. Your dad didn't say much, but he kept peeling sunflower seeds for me, and he listened when I talked. Your mom was even more amazing; she practically wanted me to recognize her as my godmother right then and there. I used to worry that your parents wouldn't get along, but it seems I was overthinking it."

Lin Feng glanced at her. "They're naturally easy to get along with. You're just being too nervous."

Shen Qianqian snorted and didn't refute it further.

Soon we arrived at the entrance of the community. I tiptoed and gently kissed the corner of his mouth, said "Happy Dragon Boat Festival," and then, carrying the zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) that my grandfather had made and the sunflower seeds that Lin Jianguo had peeled, I skipped and hopped into the community gate.

When she reached the bottom of the building, she turned around and waved to him.

Over the next few days, Lin Feng settled his parents in the new ground-floor apartment with a yard that he had previously bought.

Su Mengya also came to help on the day of the move. The two girls helped move flower pots and wipe furniture in the yard, working together very well.

Luo Ruoxi paid close attention to the decoration, personally choosing everything from the wall color to the curtain fabric.

Chili and tomato seedlings have already been planted in the patch of mud in the corner of the yard, and a row of bamboo trellises has been erected along the yard wall in preparation for planting loofah and cucumber in the future. Zhang Xiulan held Luo Ruoxi's hand, smiling from ear to ear.

"Ruoxi is such a capable girl. This house is decorated exactly to my liking. I always wanted a kitchen like this when I lived in our old house. The stove height is just right, and there are plenty of cabinets. Xiaofeng, you'd better thank her properly later."

Luo Ruoxi stood beside her, smiling, and said, "Auntie, you're too kind. It's nothing. This house is well-ventilated, and the yard gets plenty of sunshine. We can harvest the peppers and tomatoes in the fall. If you want to plant anything else then, just let me know, and I'll help you buy seedlings."

Su Mengya and her mother lived next door, also on the ground floor with a yard. Several pots of roses and jasmine were placed on the anti-corrosion wooden floor in the yard. Su's mother watered them every morning and evening, enjoying the process.

The two families could visit each other without leaving the neighborhood; it was just a short walk. Zhang Xiulan and Su's mother would take a walk together in the neighborhood every evening, and occasionally they would go to the newly opened nearby farmers' market to buy groceries. Su's mother would always share half of the fresh vegetables she bought with Zhang Xiulan.

"Xiulan, the tomatoes at this market are better than those at the supermarket, you should try them. By the way, Xiaofeng bought me that electronic pillbox last time, I've been using it for a few days and it's really convenient, you should ask him to buy you one too."

Zhang Xiulan took the tomatoes, waved her hand, and said, "He bought them a long time ago. The house is full of his stuff. Now that the kid is making money, he brings everything home. Old Lin's study is practically a warehouse."