After waiting for almost a quarter or two, Song Tingfan finished his explanation of what he had at hand and glanced at the lobby. The woman sat and peeled the dry goods on the table.

He glanced at the soldiers beside him, and he was lazy from time to time. He pursed his lips, a little unhappy, and walked over with a big strode and said calmly: "The tank in the camp is gone, you guys go back to fetch water."

Several people subconsciously replied: "Yes."

But I wondered in my heart why they should carry water again, and they also chose it last time.

After they finished speaking, Lin Qiao pointed to the dry goods and signaled him to eat it. Song Tingfan grabbed a handful of peanuts, peeled them neatly, and then handed them to her mouth, "Eat it."

Lin Qiao was stunned for a moment, "You eat it, I'll peel it myself."

Seeing that he insisted, she reached out to get it. He moved his hand to the side and "Eat it directly."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She opened her mouth and ate it. Seeing that he started peeling it again, she hurriedly said, "I don't eat anymore, I still want to go to see the shop."

After paying the money, the two left the inn. Song Tingfan gave Lin Qiao the peanuts in his hand, then carried her onto the horse's back, and then turned over.

It was hot and hot. Song Tingfan was afraid that she would burn the sun, so he took an umbrella out of his horse's backpack and spread it out to cover her head.

Lin Qiao reached out to take it, "I'll take it."

"Yes." Song Tingfan wrapped his hands over her and pulled the reins, kicked the horse's belly gently, and then started moving.

After walking for how long, Lin Qiao felt a little hot in her ears. She turned her head slightly and looked over. Her handsome face looked at her. At first glance, Jun was in his heart, "Are you blocking you?" When she said that she was tilting a little to the side.

"No, I want to do it."

Song Tingfan freed up one hand to straighten her head, and then said, "Don't be stiff, lean on me."

Lin Qiao: "..."

Since the talk was made, this villain was like a "wild horse" that broke the reins and said everything to her.

This made her feel a little distorted.

The shop was almost ready, and the worker in charge took the account book to check the bill. Lin Qiao took the account book and looked carefully, and quickly pointed out the problem, "I asked this stool, at most twenty-eight, why forty-eight?"

The worker in charge was used to doing things, but she didn't expect that she could see it and immediately explained: "I'm sorry, I'm too tired."

Lin Qiaoxin is a fool. She smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, that's what it means when you are old."

The woman had something in her words, just like a thorn. Song Tingfan next to her chuckled softly, and the worker in charge turned red.

There is a problem with the unit price of four or five accounts, and the difference is at least three taels of silver. Lin Qiao couldn't help but lose her face. The salary was already high for him, but she was not satisfied.

However, her tone was quite restrained, "I'm afraid I'll have to get this account book again. If you are too tired, you will call others to admit it. If you write too much, it's okay. If you write less, you will have to do it in vain these days."

"Yes, yes, I'll let them remember again." The workers in charge were eager to find a crack in the ground, and after saying this, they left with the account book.

Suddenly, the man laughed softly twice. Lin Qiao looked at him, a little confused, and subconsciously asked: "What are you laughing at?"

"Qiao'er, you can be your family in the future." Song Tingfan supported his head with one hand and quickly kissed her.

Lin Qiao subconsciously looked around, and no one paid attention to this place. She glared at him. When she was a child, she was so thin-skinned that she would blush when she said something. Now she is like an old hooligan.

This was definitely not what she taught, he went out to learn bad things by himself.

...

It has been three or four quarters of an hour since I came out of the shop. Lin Qiao looked at it not in the direction of going home, "Where are you going?"

"Buy clothes." Song Tifan's voice rang behind him.

Lin Qiao thought he wanted to buy clothes, so she didn't say anything.

Passing by Ruyi Shop, I stopped at the door of the third house.

"Why don't you buy it at Ruyi Shop? There are many clothes that suit you to wear." Lin Qiao said in confusion.

"I don't like it." Song Tingfan tied the horse to the tree at the door, patted it gently on the head, and signaled to be calm.

The waiter from the cloth shop greeted him, "What do you want? We have a lot of new products in our shop, especially those you wore, the material is thin and very cool."

"I don't..." Before Lin Qiao finished speaking, Song Tingfan next to her answered, "Look."

"Okay, you two come here with me."

The waiter happily greeted them in, then pointed to the sample clothes put on the counter, and said quickly: "The little lady's skin is white, she doesn't pick on the color, and she looks good when wearing any piece."

Lin Qiao's mouth twitched, "I won't buy it, just look at his."

"I won't buy it, I'll buy it for you." Song Tingfan picked a goose yellow gauze skirt, looked at her a few times, and finally his eyes fell on her shoulders.

He pursed his lips, "Is there anything on it that is not yarn?"

"Yes, yes, but it's not as cool as this material." The waiter pointed to the other side. The clothes in that row were more concise, but they were also pretty.

Song Tingfan's eyes fell on the goose yellow clothes, "Look at the goose yellow piece."

"I won't buy it. I have clothes, just buy it for you." Lin Qiao really has a lot of clothes. If there is a new style in Ruyi Shop, I will give you one. Now there are still many clothes I haven't worn.

Song Tingfan pursed his lips and insisted: "I want to buy it."

He said that he would definitely buy a lot of clothes for her to wear.

"Don't waste money, don't buy it." Lin Qiao felt that there was really no need to buy it, and she was also put on the clothes piled up.

Seeing the two of them stalemate, the waiter quickly fought and said, "Little Madam, just keep your husband for you. He will give it to you only if he feels sorry for you, otherwise our shop will not take a step."

Lin Qiao glanced at the man next to her and was determined to buy it. Forget it, she went home and told him.

She nodded, "Just want this one."

"Finish, this garment is 460 cents, and you'll get 450 cents."

The waiter took a new piece of clothes and packed them up quickly. When the man gave him money, he handed it to him.

At this time, Lin Qiao swept Song Tingfan's furry shoes, "Are there any shoes he wears? The bottom should be stronger."

"Yes, there are several thick shoes on our shop. Let's see which one? I recommend to be medium, it's too thick and uncomfortable to wear."

The waiter quickly came out of the counter, pointed to the shoes on the other side, and said, "The material in the middle is much better, not squeezed, but this one is much more expensive, and it costs at least half a tael of silver."

"That's it." Lin Qiao was still willing to give Song Tingfan, and basically tried to buy something better for him.

Song Tingfan looked down at the shoes, then looked at her, and his heart felt warm, "Don't buy such a good one. I'm useless shoes, just the kind on the side."

"You don't have to listen to him, just take the one I said." Lin Qiao took out the silver and put it on the counter.

It is probably the first time that the waiter has seen a couple like this. After wrapping their shoes neatly, he said sincerely: "You couple have a good relationship."

The husband buys it for his wife, and the wife buys it for his husband.
Chapter completed!