Zhou Ping was frightened and thought he was sad. "Tingfan, don't be too sad. This man made a mistake and will be punished. Your third uncle and third aunt were their own fault."

The evil they suffered has been paid back, so why did he repay the evil he committed?

He has a wife and children, and a family.

Song Tingfan washed his hands and stood up. His backlighted body became more and more straight, like pine and cypress straight on the green mountains.

When he had already thought about what, he was already one step too late.

...

These days, Lin Qiao suddenly discovered that the villain was good to her. Although she still didn't talk much, she always stayed with her if she had nothing to do. It seemed that what had happened before had never existed.

But Lin Qiao couldn't do it as if it didn't exist. She couldn't figure out his repeated emotions and didn't want to guess with fear.

She began to hide from him intentionally or unintentionally, but it was not obvious. At most, when he entered the house, she would go out to talk to Song Qinshi and the others.

When he went to the kitchen to cook, she went to the yard to prepare dishes.

On the eve of the New Year, a family of five gathered in the main hall to watch the night. An oil lamp was lit on the table. If there was less oil, it would be added. If there was less oil, it would be added. Midnight must be burned.

Song Rong could not stand it anymore, so he asked him to go to bed, but he insisted on keeping it.

At the end, he slept on the table with his eyes closed.

If it weren't for his slightly ups and downs, Lin Qiao would have worried about whether it was...

But now it doesn't look much better.

It took a long time before midnight, firecrackers were set off outside, and Song Tingfan also took out the firecrackers to set them off, and the "crackling" sound kept resounding in the village.

Song Rong woke up in shock, looked at the night outside, and finally turned to look at Lin Qiao's belly, with her turbid eyes a little reluctant, "Qiao'er, you and Tingfan are going to live a good life."

It sounded like a last word. Lin Qiao understood something in her heart, and her nose was a little sore, but she endured it and didn't show it, "Okay, we will live a good life."

Song Qinshi couldn't help but jealous.

Song Tingfan came in and heard the conversation between the two. He pursed his lips, but said nothing. After a while, he carried Song Rong back to the room.

Seeing that they were standing still, Song Qinshi smiled and drove them out, "Go to bed quickly, your grandfather and I are going to sleep too."

Song Tingfan pursed his lips, "Okay." Then he reached out and held Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao looked down and didn't pull it back, and followed him out of the house.

Inside the house

Song Qin covered Song Rong with a quilt, sat beside the bed, and choked and said in a low voice: "Old man, let's have another New Year."

Song Rong held her hand with some difficulty, "Okay, old woman, take good care of you, I... I'll go ahead to explore the way for you first."

"Okay, don't go too far, I can't find you." Song Qinshi couldn't stop crying.

"Won't."

Song Rong's voice gradually lost his strength. He wanted to look at her again, but his skin couldn't be raised, and finally closed his eyes.

"Old man, old man..." Song Qinshi shouted several times, and no one responded to her. She finally couldn't help but lie on him and cried.

Song Rong still hadn't finished the New Year.

Listening to the crying inside, Song Tingfan and Lin Qiao froze at the door, and neither of them responded for a moment.

Old Wives Fan's eyes were red next to him.

Song Rong passed away on the New Year's Day and could not hold a seat, so he had to send him quietly to the ground and buried it on the tomb of the Song Er family.

Many people in the village came to mourn in front of the grave, probably most of them came for Song Tingfan's identity.

Lin Qiao looked at the villain who was kneeling on the ground, burning paper, and she felt a little breathless.

I have been kneeling for several days. If I hadn't eaten some three meals a day, I would have been unable to withstand it.

Not only him, but Song An is also like this. These days, the slut has grown and has experienced a lot of vicissitudes.

After a long time, the mourning took the last journey. Song Tingfan stood up for a while, shook his body, but soon stabilized.

Lin Qiao reached out to support him, but he avoided it and walked slowly down the mountain.

It seems that I have wrapped myself tightly again.

Although she didn't push her, she was still disappointed. Lin Qiao stood there for a while, then held her belly with her hands and slowly followed him. Song Tingfan, this is the last time I have walked with you.

Take care of yourself in the future and be a general who stands tall and upright.

Originally, she was waiting for Song Rong to see her great-grandson, but she didn't expect that she still didn't wait.

Grandpa, I have tried my best, don't blame me.

When Song Rong died, she did not cry, but she couldn't help but she burst into tears. She didn't make a sound, and wiped away her tears when she was about to go down the mountain.

She always smiled and joked with her agent that she was invincible in the world, but the horse always missed and fell heavily.

I went home to see Song Qinshi and was still sleeping. She was not sleeping until she was buried. She obviously lost a lot of weight in just a few days.

Lin Qiao bit her lower lip and her heart began to shake again, but she quickly held back. Grandma, I'm sorry, I have no way to go, Tingfan will not let me go in the future.

I'm going to take this child away, too.

After spending many days with Song Qin, she became a little energetic and ate two bowls of rice.

The military camp has already been undermined a lot. Song Tingfan must go back to Nancheng. When talking about this, Lin Qiao refused in embarrassment. "Tingfan, my belly is too big. You guys go first, I'll follow you."

Only then will it be easier to walk, and I am afraid I will not be able to walk when I arrive at Lunan City.

Song Tingfan stared at her with dark eyes, "Let's go together, don't hurry."

"There are so many letters in your room. Go quickly. My stomach is inconvenient, so my grandma can't follow me." Lin Qiao's expression was real.

Song Tingfan glanced at her belly, pursed his lips, and finally nodded, "I'll ask my parents to send you over at that time."

"good."

Lin Qiao felt a little relieved, and couldn't help but look at him, and just met his gaze. She forced herself not to dodge and smiled at him.

"I'll go and pack your things for you."

Looking at the woman's back, Song Tingfan felt a little uneasy, but he didn't know why he was uneasy. He followed into the house and watched her pick up things in the cabinet. He walked over and took it, and suddenly said, "Let's go together."

Lin Qiao glanced at him, "If you don't deal with your affairs, you will be told about it, and I will follow you."

Although she did not show it, the villain still felt it a little, and she became secretly cautious in her heart.

After carefully examining her expression, there was nothing unusual. After a while, Song Tingfan said "um".

He didn't have many things, only a few clothes. Lin Qiao folded them and put them in the bag. Finally, she got up and put them in the small box. She said seriously: "Tingfan, you can take care of it. All the belongings in your body are here."

The contract of the shop, the exchange of money shops, and the jewelry I bought over the years.

She didn't bring anything when she came, and she wouldn't take it when she left. These carrys were also a "scoundrel".

Soon she said, "Don't take it away for me, if it is taken away, I will ask you to compensate me."

Her careful tone made Song Tingfan feel a little relieved, "No."

"It's good if you don't know how to do it. Take good care of Ami and Fan on the road."

"good."

"Take good care of yourself."

"good."

"Tingfan..." Never see you again.

"Um."
Chapter completed!