Within ten miles of radius, who doesn't know that Widow Song often goes to the man in private.

Lin Qiao didn't want to pay attention to these two people. When she heard these words staring at them, she looked a little displeased and said mockingly: "I want me to talk to you with you in a poor and sad way?"

The two men probably didn't expect her to reply like this, and they were stunned for a moment. Then the rough man who had spoken before was angry and exclaimed, spitting out a mouthful of water and said vulgarly: "We still look down on you, and the bed is damaged by men."

"People were also fucked."

Before Lin Qiao could say anything, the boy's sharp voice rang out and he retorted loudly: "No, my sister-in-law doesn't."

Song Tingfan stammered his neck, clenched his fists tightly, staring at the men, as if he was about to beat someone up in the next second.

At first glance, there was a little bit of a villain's shadow. Lin Qiao's heart skipped a beat. Without thinking, she reached out to hold his hand and comforted her, "I'm fine, it's okay."

Song Tingfan, who was originally angry, was stunned and soon blushed, his eyes falling unnaturally on his hands holding each other.

"Oh, I won't even let my brother-in-law go? Can he satisfy you at such a young age? Otherwise, if you ask us for a word, we will "help you." The middle-aged man clenched the soles of his feet, his face full of despicableness.

Lin Qiao glanced at them, laughing at one of them without blushing, "Does sparrows come out and jump nowadays?"

The two men didn't realize what it meant, but their intuition was not a good thing. Another man said, "Who are you scolding me?"

"You." Lin Qiao was fearless because she was moving around in the ruins of the temple and there were still many people coming and going. The two of them would never dare to do anything if they didn't want to lie to prison.

At this time, a family of three came in and the men were silent.

Song Tingfan glanced at Lin Qiao, was the sparrow small?

He thought of something, his eyes turned unnaturally, and finally he blushed and lowered his head.

It was already dark and the dilapidated temple was a little cold. The strong man of three took off his clothes and wrapped him around his child, then hugged his wife with big hands.

The three of them stayed together overnight.

Lin Qiao rubbed her chilling arms, and she looked to the side. From the outside, the young man's straight nose and upturned eyelashes could be seen from the outside.

Song Tingfan is not asleep yet.

"Uncle, are you cold?"

“Not cold.”

Song Tingfan whispered, "Sister-in-law, are you cold?" He said, and took off his coat and handed it to her, but it quickly took it back.

His clothes were too dirty.

The next second, he took the clothes with his hands and spread them, then put them on his body and gently put them together, "You should wear them well, don't be cold. After a while, I have saved enough money, I will buy a new clothes for our uncle."

Lin Qiao is cold, but she can't wear villain's clothes. If she turns black just because of a piece of clothes, it's not cost-effective.

Because of her approach, Song Tingfan smelled the smell of soapcorn again. The smell of soapcorn was not good, but it was a little smelly.

He hurriedly lowered his head, his ears turned red, "Sister-in-law, no need."

Lin Qiao reached out to put her arm around his shoulder and whispered: "Uncle, just get closer to me."

Feeling that his body was obviously stiff, she did not treat him as a man at all, and said, "Uncle, don't be embarrassed, I am your sister-in-law."

She silently added in her heart: My eldest sister-in-law is your mother, and I am your "mother".

The character of a good sister-in-law should be established.

Song Tingfan was stiff, but he inexplicably liked such contact, which was a little warm.

After that, the two of them had nothing to say. Lin Qiao had been away for a day and was really tired and fell asleep soon after.

The boy in the dark night did not sleep, and he guarded him vigilantly, and he didn't know when it was, his shoulders sank.

He froze for a moment, turned his head carefully, only seeing the corner of the woman's mouth. At this time, he felt the "heavy object" on his shoulder slide down. He quickly reached out and dragged the woman's side face.

The delicate touch made his body stiffer, and then he continued to this posture until dawn.

Lin Qiao woke up and met the boy's beautiful chin. Before she woke up, she rubbed her head against his shoulder and planned to fall asleep again.

Suddenly a voice sounded, "Sister-in-law, are you awake?"

Lin Qiao was immediately excited and immediately leaned back. Song Tingfan saw her reacting so much, and his first reaction was to dislike him, so he bit his lip.

Soon, he lowered his head and apologized timidly, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry."

Lin Qiao recovered and raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead. It wasn't her fuss, but the villain gave her too deep shadow.

"Uncle, are you scared? I just had a nightmare, I'm sorry, uncle."

It wasn't that she disliked him, Song Tingfan's eyes were slightly wide open, and he quickly shook his head, "Sister-in-law, I'm fine."

Then he thought of something, took out the cake he didn't eat yesterday from his arms, lowered his head and smelled it. It was not broken. He handed it to her, his eyes curled up: "Sister-in-law, you eat it."

Lin Qiao was stunned for a moment. The child didn't eat this cake. She thought he had eaten it.

Suddenly there was a kind of villain who came to influence her.

She stared at the boy with a serious stern and said, "Uncle, if you buy something for you in the future, you can eat it and don't keep it."

As she said that, she raised her hand and touched his head, her tone softened a lot, "Uncle, sister-in-law is an adult, you don't have to worry about it."

"But thanks my uncle."

"Be good, eat it yourself."

Originally, when she saw her sister-in-law with a stern face, she thought something was wrong, and she was going to be beaten again. Song Tingfan subconsciously shrank his neck, but he didn't wait to be beaten.

My sister-in-law just touched his head gently.

He stared at her in a daze.

My sister-in-law has been very unfamiliar these days, but he likes such a sister-in-law.

After a while, he divided the pancake in half and insisted that Lin Qiao eat it, "Sister-in-law, let's eat it together."

Lin Qiao did not refuse anymore.

...

On the way, I met many people from the town who were carrying baskets to drive to the town. Perhaps it was a bit strange to see Lin Qiao and Song Tingfan returning to the village together.

You should know that the Song family has a bad relationship with their uncle and sister-in-law. Song Tingfan was almost beaten to death a while ago.

The country people were not afraid of meat and vegetables. A woman in blue clothes joked with a kindness: "Oh, Widow Lin and her uncle have been spending the night outside."

Suddenly, the women and men who were with her all laughed.

Although it is half-joking, the meaning of humiliating people is very obvious.

Lin Qiao pretended not to know and said generously: "It's the night, so my aunts should leave quickly, otherwise they would have to spend the night with their uncles and the others."

After saying that, he left without caring about their reaction.

The aunts behind him were stunned for a moment, let him come over and spit out, and then talked about their gossip.

"Song Tingfan is thirteen years old, and the child of the old Li family gets married at the age of twelve. I don't believe what the widow or uncle doesn't do."

"His brother knows that underground, he probably will jump out of the coffin."

"Hahaha, there's nothing like this. Look, isn't the Luo family just with sister-in-law and uncle?"

They were very loud, Lin Qiao: "..."

The corners of her mouth twitched, and glanced at the villain next to her, probably because she was embarrassed and didn't know how to refute.

She patted his shoulder and told him not to be angry, "Uncle, don't listen, the pure one will be clear."

Speaking of this, she paused and began to instill righteous thoughts in Song Tingfan, "Uncle, be open-minded, you must be honest and do things that go against morality."

For example, rebelling with treacherous officials.

Another example is Sister Qiang.
Chapter completed!