Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy! novel Chapter 165

The warm atmosphere at the Lin family home continued to thrive, and the elders couldn’t help but smile at every little exchange.

Her small action deepened the smiles on the elders’ lips. "I smell marriage soon," Grandpa Lin whispered to Lin Daxia, barely containing his chuckles.

Lin Jianjun guffawed loudly, slapping his thigh as if a great joke had just been told. "This old brain of mine was always worried my old grandson here would live the rest of his life as a monk! But thankfully, he’s finally been enlightened! Now I can rest in peace!"

"Grandfather!" Lin Yicheng, who had been quietly nibbling on his dumplings, pouted at the teasing.

"I was joking, Little Cheng. I need to see you grow up first!" Grandpa Lin chuckled, patting the little boy’s hand affectionately. His mirth echoed through the room.

Lin Daxia, who had been wiping her mouth with a napkin, added with a smirk, "Right, Father-in-law. I’ve been thinking the same thing. We’ll have to work on our ’blockhead’ here."

Lin Weihao shot his grandfather a helpless look.

"That grandson of mine is stubborn in many ways," Lin Jianjun continued, winking. "If he ever upsets you, come to me, and I’ll set him straight!"

Nanzhi wasn’t expecting the elders to be so chatty and friendly.

Perhaps it was due to her past experiences at family gatherings, where the atmosphere had always been more tense. But here, in this warm and welcoming family, everything felt lighthearted. "I think that’s not necessary. He’s very good and sensible. More importantly, he’s not stingy," Nanzhi joked, her eyes twinkling as she glanced at Lin Weihao.

"Really?" The elders’ eyes crinkled in amusement, and Lin Weihao couldn’t help but smile proudly.

Feng Ran, Yu Baoyin, Lin Yicheng, Bingwen, and Hei Qian decided to step away from the table, heading toward the living room to play some traditional New Year games. It was time for some fun.

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The living room began to get noisy with a mahjong game going on.

"Lu Nanzhi, my son and my little darling have been talking a lot about you," Lin Daxia began, her tone soft. "I heard from them that you saved both of them from the car crash. If my son hadn’t hidden the matter, I would’ve rushed over to thank you personally."

Lin Weihao didn’t deny it.

Just then, Lin Yicheng came running in with a glass of milk in hand. He overheard his grandmother’s words and, sensing a chance to defend his uncle, immediately piped up, "Grandmother, don’t be too hard on Uncle! He was just worried about your health and didn’t want to make you anxious. I wasn’t hurt at all, thanks to Uncle’s amazing driving!"

"Okay, okay," Grandma Lin chuckled, patting him on the head. "I won’t be angry at your Uncle anymore. But did you thank your Big Aunt already?"

"Yes! We also brought gifts!" Lin Yicheng beamed, clearly proud of himself.

"Good, darling!" Lin Daxia winked. "That’s the spirit!"

Lin Jianjun followed suit, nodding and giving Nanzhi a warm smile. His words may have been brief, but the gratitude in his eyes spoke volumes. "I know it’s late, but if you ever need anything in the future, come to me. I’ll do my best."

Nanzhi, feeling the warmth of the family’s acceptance, smiled back. "Thank you in advance. If you ever need something from this junior, you can come to me too."

Mother Lin and Grandpa Lin exchanged amused glances, leaning in to tease, "We certainly do! How about staying here for good?"

"Grandpa. Mother," Lin Weihao called out softly. How they demand something so arbitrarily.