Chapter 103 There is only one room, you two uncles and sisters can make do with it
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao thought it was not good. Maybe there would be no donkey cart to bring people back to the village today. If I had known earlier, I could still rush back, it would not work. I was afraid I would have to spend the night in the dilapidated temple.
It's such a cold day, people will probably be frozen after sleeping in the dilapidated temple for one night. Lin Qiao decided to be generous and spend a dozen people to stay in the town for one night. "Uncle, let's go back tomorrow morning and stay in the town for one night."
"Grandma, what should I do if my grandma?" Song Tingfan said worriedly.
Lin Qiao smiled, "Grandma Zhou's donkey cart is broken, Grandpa and grandma can guess."
Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan thought for a while and nodded.
There are only two inns in the town, one is a little cheaper, and the other is relatively expensive.
Lin Qiao looked at the room in the cheap inn. The quilt was as thin as the previous quilt at home. Then she went to another house. The room in this house was much better, including hot water, charcoal and fire.
Eighteen-partner room.
"Shopkeeper, I want two rooms."
As soon as she finished speaking, the boy shook his head anxiously, "I'll just sleep for one night in the lobby."
Eighteen essays are too expensive, enough to buy more than one pound of meat.
Although the relationship between the two is quite good, Lin Qiao still doesn't have the courage to let him sleep in the lobby. If he gets cold in the middle of the night, he is thinking about it and thinks that even his sister-in-law can sleep in the room, he can't.
The seeds that sprout and blacken under the gap.
Lin Qiao shook her head, "Shopkeeper. I want two rooms."
"One room." Song Tingfan responded urgently.
Watching the two of them quarreled, the shopkeeper smiled with a "conscienceless" smile, "There is only one room, you two uncles and sisters-in-law can sleep. My bed is big, so you can sleep with two people."
"After that, I'll need one, the shopkeeper, help cook two dishes and bring them into the room."
Lin Qiao paid the money and took the sign and left. After walking for a step or two, she found that Song Tingfan had not left. She went back and pulled him away, and jokingly said, "Isn't you shy?"
Song Tingfan, who was said to be, turned red, "I don't have a good reputation for my sister-in-law."
"Famousness doesn't matter. As long as you have a clear conscience, you will be treated as a wind in your ears." Lin Qiao has been no longer concerned about reputation for 800 years, and she will not feel any pain for the vicious words.
As long as people who have experienced a full-network violence, they will know how much harm they are.
That time, the character of White Lotus almost got so depressed that she retired from the circle, but fortunately she resisted and stood at the top of the crowd, slapped those people in the face."
One thing to say is that people here are not as good as keyboard warriors. Keyboard warriors can scold their ancestors for eighteen generations, and scold them for being beaten to death, and they will die without a single grandchildren.
What's more, the photos were posted to her.
So no one is more suitable for the role of Widow Song than her.
The only bad thing is that there is no pay.
Song Tingfan thought about it seriously and shook his head, "I don't want others to say bad things about my sister-in-law."
You can say that he can tolerate anything.
Say sister-in-law can't.
The sensible "son", Lin Qiao patted his back with relief.
After entering the room, Lin Qiao reached out to roast the fire and rubbed her stiff hands, "Uncle, come here and roast the fire."
Song Tingfan nodded, closed the door and put down the basket, and then roasted the fire together.
The rooms in the inn are smaller than those in the home. Apart from the bed, there is only a place with a larger table.
Lin Qiao accidentally met Song Tingfan's handsome face. His eyelashes were extremely obvious under the firelight. Few men had such curly and thick eyelashes. Perhaps because of this, his phoenix eyes were not aggressive and his whole face was very pure.
In my dream, I knew that this villain was handsome, but it was not as amazing as it was close.
I don’t know whose daughter will be cheaper in this life.
My sister-in-law's hot eyes seemed to be trying to eat people. Song Tingfan was so nervous that he couldn't sit steadily. Soon, he stood up and stuttered: "Sister-in-law... I'll go to the toilet."
Before Lin Qiao could answer, he turned around and ran out.
Seeing that he was running in a hurry, Lin Qiao thought he was anxious to pee, and she didn't expect it was because of her.
...
The inn had enough food, and the two of them had some left in the end. Song Tingfan was not wasting it, but when he saw that his sister-in-law stopped eating, he forced himself to eat it.
Seeing that his cheeks were bulging and he didn't swallow them for a long time, Lin Qiao was afraid that he would be exhausted, "My uncle, if you can't eat them, you will vomit."
Song Tingfan shook his head and swallowed it all after a while. He just wanted to speak and burped.
Suddenly, his face turned red unnaturally and he did not dare to look at his sister-in-law's eyes.
Lin Qiao felt both funny and helpless, "Uncle, don't eat it in the future." As she said that, she gave him a smooth back.
Fortunately, Song Tingfan only burped one.
The two of them stood against the window and looked outside for a while. The scattered lights outside the house could vaguely see the flying white snow.
After a meal stand for half a quarter of an hour, Lin Qiao called the waiter to send hot water to wash.
In the past, he would wash separately at home, so when Song Tingfan saw Lin Qiao take off her foot socks and her fair feet appeared in her sight, he hurriedly looked away.
Lin Qiao didn't know it, and even asked him to soak his feet intimately, "Uncle, soak his feet quickly, the water is very hot."
"Sister-in-law...I..." Song Tingfan's face was almost bleeding. I don't know what to say, but finally ran away with his stomach covering his stomach. "Sister-in-law, my stomach hurts. I'm going to the cottage."
Lin Qiao: "..."
Look, tell him not to hold on, he must hold on.
The villain is a stupid rabbit.
She washed her feet in a hurry and went out to ask the shopkeeper for a bowl of soup for digestion. When Song Tingfan came back, she saw her holding the bowl on the charcoal fire with both hands.
Lin Qiao called him over, "Uncle, come here to drink, it won't be so uncomfortable after drinking." As she said that, she put the bowl on the table, and then couldn't help rubbing her hands.
It wouldn't be cold, it was burned by charcoal fire.
Song Tingfan stood there and was stunned for a moment, feeling a little complicated and moved. He said that his stomach hurts, and his sister-in-law cares about him.
My parents were like this before.
Then he closed the door and walked over, holding the bowl and started drinking silently.
The soup was so warm that it was so warm that his heart was filled with stuff.
Lin Qiao suddenly saw him lowering her head and crying. She was stunned for a moment, "Uncle, is it uncomfortable?"
Song Tingfan didn't want to cry. He was a man, but his tears still couldn't help but fall. At this moment, he finally felt from the bottom of his heart that he was not a wild child.
He has a sister-in-law.
My sister-in-law loves him.
Lin Qiao would never have thought that the villain would really accept that she was staying in the inn in the town from the bottom of her heart.
She touched his head, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Sister-in-law is going to invite the doctor." Then she got up and prepared to shout.
One hand held her, and the boy sniffed his nose, and the sound was thick, "Sister-in-law, you are so nice."
The relationship was moved by a bowl of soup. Lin Qiao was so amused that she could not help him. She pointed at his forehead, "I am your sister-in-law, I should be nice to you."
She thought in her heart that she hadn't acted yet, but she didn't expect that after serving the bowl of soup, the villain was moved.
Is this an unexpected move?
She was secretly complacent.
If she thinks about herself more, she will be complacent and will not exist.
Chapter completed!