Matchmaker Wang was startled and took a few steps back, scolding him in an ignorant tone: "This is a good thing. Why is your child ignorant? As long as your sister-in-law gets married, your family won't have to go hungry."

"You go out!"

Song Tingfan's face turned red with anger, and the broom in his hand was tighter and tighter, as if he was restraining from hitting her.

He shouted, "My sister-in-law doesn't marry, I can support her! You go!"

He doesn't want his sister-in-law to get married, nor does he want her to be someone else's concubine!

He won't let him go no matter how much money he gives.

Don't let it go.

My sister-in-law is his sister-in-law.

"If you can support your sister-in-law for the rest of your life? Besides, you can't let your sister-in-law be a living widow for the rest of your life, right?" Wang's matchmaker retreated to the back of the door and kept persuading him.

Living widow?

Lin Qiao's mouth twitched, and she was a little "hungry" when she said it. She wouldn't be unable to survive without a man.

This matchmaker in the village, and she still needs to be matchmaker in the future. Lin Qiao grabbed Song Tingfan next to her and comforted her, "I'm fine, uncle." She said that, and took a broom and threw it next to her.

Then he apologized to matchmaker Wang, "Aunt Wang, let's forget about this happy event. I said I will never marry again in this life. Thank you for your kindness."

"Tingfan is still young, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Song Tingfan pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Matchmaker Wang waved her hand, "Nothing."

"The Qian family is really good. Widow Song, think about it carefully. If you miss this opportunity, you will be gone. If you want to marry the Qian family as a concubine, it's a long time."

"I think we are from the same village to help you. I don't have to persuade you with anybody."

This matchmaker Wang is still an "actor", but Lin Qiao is so, so she said gratefully: "Aunt Wang, it's really no need. I really don't plan to remarry. Now I want to raise my uncle and wait until he gets married, and help take care of the children."

"Let's give up this good marriage to someone else, I'm not lucky."

A few soft words choked the matchmaker Wang's words and put them back in a lot of words. Finally, she said, "Think about it again, give me a letter after you have thought."

Seeing that she was about to leave, the onlookers were thinking about it and pulled her aside, "Sister Wang, do you think my Bai Lingcheng?"

Matchmaker Wang thought about Bai Ling's appearance, she was fat and black, and said she had been married several times but failed. "No, the Qian family asked her to name her and talked about Widow Song."

"Oh, Bai Ling is one year younger than Widow Song, and she is also a girl!" Bai Ling's mother said dissatisfied.

Matchmaker Wang glanced at her, but she didn't look down on her daughter. To put it bluntly, even if she had to post a few dozen taels, the Qian family wouldn't want it.

Even if Widow Song is not a daughter, she would take out her face and say she would kiss her, so many people would come to marry her with money.

But she is a wise man, a villager, so she has some face. She responded with a smile, "I'll tell you about this matter to the Qian family, and I'll reply to you at that time."

"As soon." Bai Ling's mother narrowed her eyes.

...

Song Family

After the matchmaker Wang left, Song Tingfan sat depressedly on the door. Lin Qiao thought that it wasn't that he had just pretended to say a few words to him.

She was "cowardly".

She sat next to him and coaxed him: "Uncle, my sister-in-law didn't mean to say you on purpose just now, but just thought that if you want to say you to be a kiss in the future, you can't offend the matchmaker Wang."

Song Tingfan was dull for a while, lowered his head and whispered: "Sister-in-law, I really will support you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then she felt a little complicated. If the situation continues to develop, she may have to have a real "feeling".

She thought for a long time, but her face was not revealed, and she smiled warmly: "I believe in my uncle."

The woman looked sincere, and Song Tingfan felt a little guilty. He clenched his fingers and said, "Sister-in-law, when I grow up, I will tell you a good family." At the end of his speech, he felt a little sad.

He seemed unwilling to marry someone else.

He is so selfish...

"I just said I wanted to raise my sister-in-law, but now I want to marry my sister-in-law out again. My sister-in-law is a little sad."

"Sister-in-law, I don't mean that. I think you are doing well."

"My sister-in-law and her uncle have already lived well."

Lin Qiao looked at the sky, and there was still a quarter of an hour before Wu, and then said, "Uncle, it's time to go to school."

Song Tingfan nodded obediently, got up and patted his butt, looked at her again, and pursed his lips, "Sister-in-law, is it true?"

Lin Qiao naturally shaved his nose bridge, and without thinking, blurting out, "Really."

These two words were almost so stunned that she was stunned for a moment, and now she was becoming more and more natural in her performance on the spot.

Song Tingfan smiled foolishly, and his heart was filled with depression.

He felt relieved of this sentence.

He felt relieved every word his sister-in-law said.

When he went to study, Song Qinshi hung clothes while saying to Lin Qiao: "Niu Niu is stupid and can't speak. Qiaoer, grandma knows that you have a good heart, but meet a suitable one..."

Lin Qiao knew what she was going to say, alas, God is really unhappy. The Song family was kind-hearted, but they suffered a great disaster.

"My grandma, I won't change my mind."

Seeing that she was determined, Song Qin sighed and said nothing afterwards.

After a while, Song Rong carried a basket out of the house, "Old woman, Qiaoer, I'll go up the mountain to take a walk."

He no longer needs crutches and his body is not as weak as before.

I can share some of the burden at home.

"Grandma, let me go with you." Lin Qiao didn't stop him from going up the mountain. She was quite bored after being locked up at home for so long.

Knowing that she was worried about him, Song Rong waved his hand lovingly, "It's okay, don't worry, I'm familiar with the roads in the mountains."

"Let your grandfather go, he knows the right way." Song Qinshi was relieved. Song Rong was not a stubborn person. At most, he could find some herbs and other money-exchanging items in the outer mountains.

In this way, Lin Qiao didn't say anything, so she had to instruct: "Grandma, be careful."

Song Rong nodded and went out with a basket on his back. Not long after, he heard him yell, "Old Man Wang, why did you eat now?"

Then Old Man Wang's voice sounded, "I've just finished my work, where are you going?"

"Go to the mountain for a walk."

"Be careful!"

Lin Qiao and Song Qinshi in the main hall looked at each other, smiled, and then they were all working on their own.

After more than an hour, Song Rong came back with a basket on his back. Perhaps he was tired from walking, so he put down the basket and gasped.

Seeing this, Song Qin hurried over to give him a back and said worriedly: "What's the hurry? Just leave slowly."

Song Rong shook his head and said it was okay. After a while, he smiled and said, "Old woman, guess what I dug up?"

"What?"

"I only brought a small hoe with my wild yam. I dug it for a long time before I dug a few. I counted it and there were still more than a dozen."

Song Rong did not find out by chance that he could walk with his eyes closed for the mountains around the village. He knew where Nagano Yam was when he was hunting.

One pound of wild yam is five or sixty pounds. Song Qinshi was a little happy and said hurriedly: "Where is it? I'll dig it."

"I'll take a break, let's go together."

Song Rong took out the grass on the back basket, took a wild yam to show her, and said, "It's quite a big root."

At this time, Lin Qiao came in from outside, followed by two dogs, and caught a glimpse of the wild yam on Song Rong's hand, "Grandma, where did you get the yam?"
Chapter completed!