Lin Qiao gave it to Song Tingfan, "I'm going to save it, just save it in your name."

Song Tingfan took it, "Save yours."

He paused for a moment, "When will you go back? It's been a few days since you got married, and Aunt Lin said that you would go back to your parents' home to stay for a few days."

"Go back in two days."

Seeing that he pursed his lips, Lin Qiao quickly explained, "I will have an appointment with someone to discuss the price of the food in the next two days. After the agreement is completed, go back."

"good."

Song Tingfan sat by the bed but still didn't get up. He stared at Lin Qiao for a while, and he whispered: "You won't leave, right?"

The tone revealed a difficult-to-know nervousness.

He has been having nightmares again recently. The dream is too real. Sometimes he can't tell whether it is a dream or has happened.

When he saw her standing in front of him, he felt much more at ease.

"Where to go?" Lin Qiao had the idea of ​​running away, but the premise was to run away with a life. Not to mention whether Song Tingfan could find her, okay, according to the scene in her dream, I will definitely find her.

Not to mention this, just say that she, a woman, has no account, will definitely be difficult to go out. She didn't feel that her ability could break into the world in this feudal dynasty.

Take her opening a small shop for example. People think she is a woman and talk nonsense all day long. These days, Song Tingfan came back, so they shut up.

After carefully looking at her several times, she seemed to have no intention of leaving. Song Tingfan's eyebrows slightly stretched and he said in a deep voice: "I won't leave anywhere."

"If you don't leave, your home is here."

Lin Qiao smiled and angrily, then looked at the sky outside, and found it was getting late, and said, "Go back to the house and go to bed."

The night became more and more intense, and a subtle sound came from the yard.

The man in the room woke up keenly, instinctively touched the dagger under the pillow, stood by the door and listened quietly to which direction the movement came from. After a while, something jumped down from the wall.

He opened the door and saw a faint black shadow under the moonlight at a glance, "Who!"

The black shadow panicked instinctively when he heard the sound, and ran two steps towards the wall. He soon realized that he couldn't turn it out, so he ran to the lobby.

He was not familiar with the lobby, and Song Tingfan was quick to walk, so he grabbed it and pressed it to the ground in just a few strokes.

After such a big noise, Lin Qiao was naturally awakened. She quickly got up to light the oil lamp, then carried the laundry stick in her hand. Instead of opening the door, she opened the window and looked outside with the oil lamp.

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded, "It's okay, I've already caught it."

If the voice hadn't been familiar, Lin Qiao would have hit the stick in her hand, and then she opened the door, "Who is it?"

"Niu Er." Song Tingfan said in anger.

I climbed the wall at midnight and didn’t have to guess what I wanted to do.

If he was not here, something would definitely happen to Lin Qiao alone.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao was also angry and went to the main hall with an oil lamp. Niu Er was tied to the pillar and stuffed a rag into her mouth.

He saw Lin Qiao, widened his eyes, "Woooooo..." Let me go.

Lin Qiao raised the stick in her hand and gave it to him several times. Niu Er's face was so painful that he was distorted.

"Niu Er, do you think I'm joking with you? I've been so bad that I don't want my life for a long time. Do you think I'll swallow my anger and marry you if I ruined my innocence?"

The more she thought about it, she became more and more angry. She gave them a good look, and they always made more and more flaws.

Niu Er couldn't speak, so he kept whining. Lin Qiao hit him a few more times and threw the stick, "Tie him here and take him to the pavilion chief early in the morning."

Song Tingfan had this intention, but he didn't want to be so cheap. Niu Er raised the stick and added some force to his leg, and could vaguely hear the sound of bone cracks.

Niu Er fainted in pain.

Lin Qiao beside her was stunned. Although she knew that the soldier who had been on the battlefield for three years was not a rude master, this was the first time he was so fierce in front of her.

Song Tingfan met her gaze, pursed his lips, and explained: "Otherwise he would turn it over again next time."

Seeing that she was still silent, thinking she was scared, he said again: "Are you scared? I won't treat you like this. I swear that if you violate it, you won't die well."

Lin Qiao would not feel sorry for Niu Er. He deserved it. If these actions were spread, outsiders could drown her.

She quickly shook her head, "Don't swear, I believe in you."

She said she believed that Song Tingfan's lips were raised, worried that she would have a shadow in her heart because Niu Er climbed the wall, "I'll go to your house to hit the floor later, don't be afraid."

"No, I'm fine."

Although Lin Qiao said no, Song Tingfan still made the floor in her house. He probably felt more at ease. After a while, Lin Qiao fell asleep.

She didn't realize that Song Tingfan was gradually occupying some position in her heart.

...

The next day, early in the morning

Jiang Ming came first and was startled when he saw the person on the pillar of the shop. He looked at the big boss who was placing the stool, "Big boss, have you been in trouble?"

Song Tingfan nodded, "Well, please call the pavilion chief, and he said someone went to Fan'an's shop to steal the silver."

Jiang Ming hurriedly ran out, and soon a large group of people came. Niu Er was a gangster. The pavilion chief naturally knew him and did not doubt Song Tingfan's words, and then took Niu Er away.

When Lin Qiao got up, all these things had been handled. Without looking at Song Tingfan, she asked Jiang Ming, "Did you see the big boss?"

Jiang Ming smiled and said, "The boss bought you pancakes, and said that when you woke up, you went to drink the porridge from the kitchen."

"Boss, the big boss is so nice to you."

Lin Qiao knew this in her heart, it was indeed good enough. After so many days of returning, he did most of the work in the shop at home, without an exception.

Fortunately, she was a little burdened.

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. Song Tingfan, who was wearing a blue oblique collar, came back. This dress was bought for him a few days ago. This was the first time he wore it.

It's quite suitable for him, not too big or small, just close with his body, straight like a mountain pine.

Lin Qiao was proud of her heart, but she still had vision.

"The boss, the boss hasn't had porridge yet, so I'm going to do it." Jiang Ming cleverly left the space for the two of them.

Lin Qiao was bribed by Song Tingfan? She couldn't laugh or cry. Next time she had to remind him a few words and not tell him everything that she wanted to save face.

"Have you gone to buy pancakes?"

"Um."

Song Tingfan was afraid that the cake would be cold, so he put it on his chest and covered it. He took it out and handed it to her, "I'll eat it while it's hot, I'll go and serve the porridge."

Lin Qiao was not missing a hand or a leg, so she was embarrassed to let him serve him like this, so she quickly grabbed him, "I'll just go and take a break, you can rest for yourself."

Seeing her being polite, Song Tingfan looked at her with dark eyes, was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I should do all these in the future, I have no shame." After saying that, he pointed to the empty table next to him, and then strode.
Chapter completed!