Song Tingfan thought about it and whispered: "But this is not right. The Master said that the thief is a villain."

Lin Qiao: "..."

Her mouth twitched, how should she teach? Could it be that what the Master said was wrong?

She thought about it seriously, "So my uncle should not learn from them, be a man who stands tall and upright."

When Song Tingfan heard the man who was "standing upright" and looked at her, then lowered his head, and the toes of his feet were unnaturally rubbed.

He is selfish.

Not a man who stands tall and straight.

Lin Qiao didn't know what he was thinking, and when she saw that he didn't say anything, she didn't say anything.

Fortunately, many old customers recognized people. After Lin Qiao lost the price, the spicy dried fish and spicy dried meat were sold out.

Although I made a small profit, I still earned 200 ci.

Thinking that he would not go to the town before the New Year, Lin Qiao took Song Tingfan around the town. When he left the hairpin stall, the old woman suddenly called Song Tingfan, "Little husband, buy a hairpin for the little lady to make her happy. It's not expensive, just twelve cents of copper coins."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao twitched helplessly. Recently, many people regarded Song Tingfan as her husband. Although he was tall enough, his face was still a little childish.

It's really not to blame others. She is really small in appearance. Although she is not short among women, she is very petite against the backdrop of a boy.

Just as she was about to explain, she heard the boy bargaining, "Will you sell it for ten cents?"

She wanted to speak again, but the old woman agreed happily, "Sell it, which one do you want?"

"I want lotus." Song Tingfan saw the lotus hairpin at first sight. His sister-in-law liked the lotus hairpin the most. Thinking of this, he felt a little satisfied and happy. Then he took the purse out of his arms and counted ten pens to her carefully.

My sister-in-law often gives him pocket money now. He usually doesn’t buy anything, but saves everything. Now he has about a hundred documents on him.

The old woman took the copper coins and handed him the hairpin, and smiled and said, "The little husband is so kind. The family will be harmonious next year and have a big fat boy."

Lin Qiao couldn't help but cough, and Song Tingfan quickly waved his hand to explain, and said shyly: "Grand, she is my sister-in-law."

"Ah, it's your sister-in-law. I thought you were a couple, and they looked so good." The old woman was distracted and felt embarrassed. She lowered her head and made a hairpin with her concealment.

She said again: "Your uncle and sister-in-law have a good relationship, and the family must be harmonious."

After leaving the stall, Song Tingfan touched the hairpin in his hand, looked at Lin Qiao, hesitated for a while, and then carefully handed the hairpin over, "Sister-in-law, I'll give it to you."

How could Lin Qiao refuse his kindness? She reached out to take it with her eyebrows and said with a curved look: "Uncle, it's so beautiful." She said and inserted it into her hair bun.

She turned to face Song Tingfan, "Is it good-looking?"

The hairpin was a little crooked, and Song Tingfan subconsciously raised his hand to help her correct it. He looked at it carefully for a while, "It looks good, everything my sister-in-law looks good."

He did not lie, his sister-in-law was the best woman he had ever seen.

Seeing him raising his hand and swearing, Lin Qiao was amused, "Uncle, you have a sweet mouth."

...

When I got on the donkey cart back to the village, someone curiously asked how much Lin Qiao sold, but Lin Qiao beat me and said she didn't make much money.

Afterwards, they asked around the bush how to make it. Lin Qiao told them without reservation how to make dried spicy fish and dried spicy pork.

There are already several families in the town who have sold them. If there are more, the price will definitely be lower. You may not be able to sell them all and you will lose money.

Well, Lin Qiao is not a great charity.

After returning home for a while, Lin Qiao saw that Song Qinshi looked like she wanted to say but couldn't say anything, she asked, "My grandma, what's wrong?"

Song Qinshi was confused for a while and said, "I came to the Zhang family in the morning and ate Ming's wedding banquet."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao secretly picked it up. Is the Zhang family not afraid of her having any trouble? Or is it trying to make her give up?

No matter which one is, they will disappoint them. Zhang Dong's appearance has not grown to her aesthetic level at all, and she even looks down on her at all.

As for which original body was blind and loved by her, she didn't know.

I haven't heard her answer for a long time, and Song Tingfan's lips pursed into a straight line. He knew that his sister-in-law liked Zhang Dong.

Others have said it, and he has seen it with his own eyes.

They hugged each other under the tree.

He lowered his head and was about to get up and leave the main hall when he heard his sister-in-law talking about giving gifts without any emotion, "It's all done if you give two papers, and you don't usually leave much."

"Ah?" Song Qinshi was a little surprised. She originally thought that Lin Qiao would give her more gifts and they just asked why, but she didn't expect that she would only give her two papers.

Lin Qiao peeled the peanuts and put them in her mouth, and said in confusion: "Are you too much? Then the grandma looks at it, and I don't know much about this."

As she said that, she glanced at the side accidentally and looked at her blankly. She grabbed a handful of peanuts for him with a funny look, "I want to peel it myself, but my sister-in-law won't peel it for you."

Song Tingfan was stunned for a while, and suddenly grinned: "I'll peel it for my sister-in-law."

What are you happy about again? Lin Qiao sometimes can't guess what she reacts to him, but he can be happy.

...

On the day Zhang Dong got married, it started to be lively before dawn. The home borrowed a table, the west borrowed a bowl, the Song Er family borrowed a table, and five bowls were borrowed.

The Wang family borrowed more, and even lent out the big iron pot. This is how close the relationship between the two families is.

In fact, putting aside Zhang Dong’s mother and Zhang Dong, the Zhang family has a good popularity in the village.

Many people went to the Zhang family to help, but Lin Qiao did not go, so she was guarding Song Tingfan at home and chanting the characters.

Seeing Song Tingfan looking at her frequently, Lin Qiao said in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Song Tingfan shook his head.

Lin Qiaohou realized something after realizing it. Could she be worried that she would be sad about Zhang Dong getting married?

“…”

It is necessary to explain clearly.

"Uncle, don't think too much. I have nothing to do with Zhang Dong. I was not clear before."

She sighed, listening to the sound of blowing outside, she said, "It was so lively the day my brother and I got married."

Her voice lowered a little, and she said a little awkwardly: "Uncle, I miss your brother."

She wanted to instill the villain that she was deeply in love with his brother and was unswerving to death, and she had no other intentions.

Fortunately, Song Tingyi passed away, otherwise she would not be able to say such things in front of a real person.

When talking about Song Tingyi, Song Tingfan pursed his lips. He was sad and a little inexplicably frustrated.

He comforted her sensiblely, "Sister-in-law, I look very similar to my brother."

"you see me."

Facing his serious look, Lin Qiao: "..."

The first time I saw this comforting person.

She looked at him and continued to act: "Uncle, your eyebrows are the most similar to your brother."

"I don't know when it was. When I saw your brother, I thought he was so handsome and his eyes were very beautiful."

"Others say I was sold in, but I know it's not. I like your brother." He looked at the villain's reaction, and he was a little stunned, as if he couldn't believe it.

Well, in fact, she didn't even know what Song Tingyi looked like.

Sister-in-law, she likes her brother...

In the past, Song Tingfan was thinking about his sister-in-law's love for his brother, but now he was not very happy when he heard it from his sister-in-law.

Instead, it is a bit sour and astringent.

Very uncomfortable.

He doesn't seem to want his sister-in-law to like his brother.
Chapter completed!