"Thank you aunt." Song Tingfan's heart was slightly warm, and he bent down for her.

"No, no, no, it's not a valuable thing." Zhou Tiedan's mother glanced at him, then looked at Zhou Tiedan, who was pouting and looking unhappy.

Alas, when will he be as sensible as Tingfan?

...

After Zhou Tiedan and the others left, Song Tingfan found that half a tael of silver was stuffed into his shoes. It seemed that Zhou Ping asked her to give it to him, so he gave it to Lin Qiao, "Sister-in-law, you'll pay it back for me, thank you for them."

"Okay." Lin Qiao nodded.

On the last night at home, the three families gathered together for a meal, which was very lively for a while.

But Lin Qiao saw Song Qinshi and Song Rong sneaking into the house and wiped her tears several times, and she didn't know if it was because of them, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Sure enough, you will have feelings when you raise them.

After the meal, Song Tingfan stayed in the house with Song Qinshi and Song Rong for a long time. When it was dark, he left the house. He passed by his sister-in-law's house. He paused for a moment and finally did not knock on the door to disturb her.

The next day, Lin Qiao got up early, thinking about making breakfast, so she asked Song Tingfan to eat before leaving, but found that there was no one in the room and the quilts were folded neatly.

A blank piece of paper was placed on the table: Sister-in-law, I'm leaving, don't worry.

She hurriedly ran out and didn't see anyone until the entrance of the village. It was obvious that she had been walking for a long time.

She felt a little uncomfortable. The child was always so sensible. He was afraid that they would be sad. He left alone without saying a word.

Now, Grandpa Zhou drove a donkey cart, "Sister-in-law Tingfan, let Tingfan go to the town with me, and I'll take him for a ride."

"He's gone." Lin Qiao thought of something, turned around and ran home.

...

Town entrance

"Sit full, go."

The coachman slapped the horse's butt, and the carriage swayed for a while or two, gradually moving away from the entrance of the village.

The boy by the window watched the mountain at the farthest disappear little by little, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

The uncle next to him accidentally saw him crying and asked kindly: "Little boy, why are you crying?"

Song Tingfan lowered his head, "Sha is in his eyes."

"The window is full of dust. Come on, I'll change your seat with you." The uncle warmly changed his seat with him.

It was already noon when the carriage arrived in the county town, and there were many people at the gate of the yamen, both men, women, and young.

"Son, you must write to your family."

"I understand, mom, you guys go back, it's too sunny."

"My husband, I'll wait for you to come back, you will definitely be fine."

"Okay, I'll come back after I save two years of money. You can do well at home, don't go out randomly."

The sound of talking and talking kept entering Song Tingfan's ears. He lowered his head and walked into the yamen to register. He quickly came out with a wooden sign, looked around and finally sat next to the stone statue.

He took out a pancake and slowly chewed it, and his vision became blurry for some reason.

He wanted to see his sister-in-law again, just one look...

"Uncle."

Suddenly, a sound came from his ear. He looked up suddenly, and the emerald green woman looked at the man in blue clothes beside him, not his sister-in-law.

He lowered his head.

At this moment, another voice came out, "Uncle."

He didn't look up. He knew that his sister-in-law would not come. Soon a dark shadow was cast. Looking at the familiar embroidered shoes, he raised his head again, and the woman's smiling face was in his eyes.

His nose felt sore, "Sister-in-law."

"I also know that I call my sister-in-law, but I didn't remember me as my sister-in-law when I left."

Lin Qiao handed him the bag in her hand and said, "I bought you a snack, and I thought I would give it to you when I left, but you left without saying a word."

Fortunately, I caught up, otherwise I would always feel that I feel in owed.

Song Tingfan didn't expect that his sister-in-law was really here and looked at her motionlessly, "Sister-in-law, you are so nice."

Seeing that he was about to cry, Lin Qiao reached out to comfort her head, "It's so good to go to dinner with me. I didn't have breakfast, so I'm so hungry."

The two of them didn't walk far away, so they found a noodle stall nearby to eat. The tables and chairs of the noodle stall were already full, so they had to sit on the stone stairs next to them with bowls.

Seeing Song Tingfan looking at her, Lin Qiao smiled and said, "Eat quickly."

"Um."

Song Tingfan picked up a big mouthful and stuffed it into his mouth. It was not delicious at all, and he put too much salt.

But he thought it was delicious.

Lin Qiao took a bite and spit it out. It was so salty. She looked at the boy who was eating happily next to her, "Is it salty?"

"Not salty." Song Tingfan shook his head.

Lin Qiaocai didn't believe it, so he stretched out his chopsticks and picked a few of them in his bowl and ate them. It was as salty as it was, "I won't eat it anymore, I'll find a home to eat again."

Song Tingfan didn't have to hurry to say anything, "Come together, come here quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan ate faster and stuffed the noodles in the bowl into his mouth a few times. He swallowed them and looked at Lin Qiao, "Sister-in-law."

"Yes." Lin Qiao handed Fang Pa to wipe his mouth.

At this time, the official officer was urging again, "Hurry up! Hurry up! If you don't come again, you won't let you go."

Song Tingfan took the bag and walked two or three times. He turned around and said quickly, "I will marry you when I come back." After that, he ran away with big strides.

Lin Qiao behind her stood there in a daze. What did he say just now?

Marry her?

She must have heard it wrong.

Song Tingfan was tall and passed by others. After his light fell to the young woman standing at the noodle stall.

She is willing or not...

The official in front almost named him, "Jiang Jian, Wangjia Village... Song Tingfan, Xingyu Village!"

"Here." Song Tingfan raised his voice and replied.

It took more than a minute to finish the name, and the official officer said again: "From now on, those who retreat will be treated as deserters. Those who are seriously exiled to the border for three years, and those who are mild will be fined fifty taels of silver."

...

In the blink of an eye, war broke out on the border at the end of October, and in December, the war stopped.

It was March of the following year that Lin Qiao had received the news that Song Tingfan had reported his safety.

She replied to a letter, but she hadn't received a reply for a long time.

One year passed, and another year was. In April of the third year, Song Tingfan sent a letter back again.

In the town, Fan'an cake shop

The woman in blue cloth was busy selling cakes. A simple hairpin was inserted into her simple bun. Her fair cheeks had a thin blush. Her slightly raised eyes added a bit of beauty that was not a good woman.

"Brother, your cake is 56 in total."

As soon as she finished speaking, a fierce voice sounded, "Hurry up and pay me a silver bill, let's see your mother!"

The talking man rolled up his trouser legs high, giving people a feeling of being careless.

"Niu Er!" The young woman glared at him angrily.

"You woman don't appreciate it, her eyes are almost hanging on you."

Niu Er snorted, and when he saw that the man hadn't left, he grabbed the money in his hand and said viciously: "Get out quickly, I'll get out of your nosebleed next time!"
Chapter completed!