"Yifan, why is this happening?" An Qi asked curiously.

"This is a process of cleaning impurities from the lungs; what your father-in-law is coughing up are impurities that have accumulated over many years in his lungs, so there's no need to worry, he will be fine soon," Lin Yifan reassured her.

The occurrence was expected, yet An Zheng coughing so severely worried him slightly.

A few minutes later, the coughing finally subsided. At that point, An Zheng took a few breaths to calm his nerves.

It had been truly dangerous— he had almost coughed his life away. Fortunately, the coughing stopped in time, otherwise he would not have known if he could still be alive in this world.

"Phew! That scared me; my future son-in-law, what is going on, why was my coughing so severe?" An Zheng asked, still shaken.

He suspected there was something wrong with Lin Yifan's medicine, given the dangerous situation that had occurred.

"Um... It might be that my elixir is a bit too potent, clearing a lot of impurities from your lungs; that's why you were coughing so severely," Lin Yifan replied.

It was the only explanation he could think of now, besides which, he could not think of any other reason.

The elixir was definitely without issues; he had thought through every herb used, ensuring there were no side effects or hazards before deciding to use it.

"Oh! So that's the reason, no wonder," An Zheng suddenly understood, then asked, "My future son-in-law, could you perhaps lessen the dosage? Your future father-in-law almost lost his life just now."

"Definitely! Definitely! My future father-in-law, I am truly sorry—I hadn't expected this outcome; had I known, I definitely would not have set the dosage to the maximum," Lin Yifan sincerely apologized.

He felt rather awkward now, nearly having caused his future father-in-law's death—truly an embarrassment beyond compare.

The refinement of elixirs is about dosage proportion—the higher the potency, the higher the quality of the elixir. Therefore, while refining the lung-clearing pill, he, as usual, only considered the dosage proportion, never contemplating the negative effects of an excessively strong potency.

"No worries, just be more careful in the future," An Zheng said cheerfully.

After all, Lin Yifan acted with the best of intentions; blaming him would be somewhat excessive.

Then, glancing at the chunk of substance in the trash can, which resembled black tar, he realized just how severe and horrifying the condition of his lungs was, and how disgusting it was.

"It seems that smoking really does harm one's health; I better quit," An Zheng murmured to himself.

This was the conclusion he reached, having truly seen the terrible effects of smoking; only then did he understand the extent of its harm. This is the case with some people's wishful thinking, assuming their usual feeling of being fine actually conceals a significant health impact.

"My future son-in-law, you have cured my heart condition and helped cleanse my lungs; this favor, this kindness, I must properly repay you. Tonight, I will cook for you personally; you should stay here for dinner," An Zheng said with great joy.

"My future father-in-law, you can cook?" Lin Yifan asked in surprise.

Big corporate bosses like him, usually having everything handed to them, how could he know how to cook? This made him very curious.

"Yes! I was born a farmer; I learned how to cook at six, began herding cattle and sheep at seven, and started working the fields at eight. So, see, although I am a corporate boss, I might know more than you might think," An Zheng replied.

"Ha, it appears that our childhood experiences are strikingly similar; I also learned to cook at six, started herding cattle and sheep at seven, and began working the fields at eight," Lin Yifan responded with a chuckle.

Lin Yifan hadn't expected that his future father-in-law was also born a farmer, which greatly narrowed the distance between them.

The conversation between the two aroused An Qi's curiosity as she had never seen the world before, so An Qi curiously asked, "Dad, Yifan, did you get tired doing these things as children? Why does it sound so fun when you talk about it?"

"Hehe! It sounds fun, but when you have to do it yourself, you'll realize how uncomfortable it is," An Zheng replied.

"If it's so uncomfortable, why did you still do it?" An Qi still didn't understand.

"You think we wanted to? If it weren't for the necessities of life, who would do such rough work? I also wanted to have a childhood like yours, where I could freely play and enjoy life without worries, buy whatever I wanted, eat whatever I wanted. Unfortunately, that wasn't possible back then because our family's financial situation didn't allow it," An Zheng replied.

"I see, so did you hate fate for being unfair, for making you born into a poor family?" An Qi curiously inquired.

"No!"

Lin Yifan and An Zheng answered in unison, their attitudes very firm.

"Fate took a lot from us, but it also gave us a lot. Our childhood fun was reduced, but our life experience increased. Besides, our ability to handle things with our hands got stronger, and a spirit of enduring hardship gradually took shape," An Zheng replied.

If it weren't for the character hardened by hardship during his childhood, he might not have been able to establish the Antian Group; so he was very thankful for his childhood experiences, for giving him so many "benefits."

When he was making his way in the society, he had a maxim in his heart: I had nothing to begin with, so I am not afraid of losing, I dare to strive.

It was because of this momentum that he had managed to establish the Antian Group.

"It turns out that the phrase 'losing at the starting line' isn't entirely true!" An Qi couldn't help but exclaim.

If she were to try to outdo an experienced veteran, she might not win, a benefit brought by experience.

"Alright! Enough talk, I'm going to cook now." Saying that, An Zheng headed to the kitchen and started to get busy.

Meanwhile, Lin Yifan and the others stayed in the living room, talking about marriage.

An Qi's mother didn't shy away from asking directly when the two were getting married, when they would consummate, and when they would have a baby. She even continually imparted advice on how to increase the chances of getting pregnant.

An Qi listened and couldn't help feeling embarrassed because it was really inappropriate for children.

Lin Yifan also felt awkward, continuously smiling foolishly and nodding in response, feeling utterly speechless.

This is how parents are in Shenzhou Country, the Emperor isn't in a hurry, but the eunuch is. Regarding their children's marriage, they are more anxious than anyone.

Before long, An Zheng had the meals and dishes ready.

Seeing the table full of dishes, Lin Yifan couldn't help but drool, feeling immensely hungry.

He then exclaimed, "Future father-in-law! It seems your cooking skills are pretty good, managing to make so many delicious dishes, truly a feast for my eyes."

On the dining table were dishes like braised chicken with mushrooms, braised fish, double-cooked pork with chili peppers, and shredded pork with garlic sauce; each dish made him drool, each dish left him savoring endlessly.

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