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Chapter 92 He lied to his sister-in-law

Suddenly, a hint of warmth appeared on his cheeks. Song Tingfan suddenly raised his eyes, and the woman's slightly raised eyebrows occupied the entire pupil, as if he could not see the one beside him.

Lin Qiao's rebuke just now, and her heart was "sudden" after she felt a little sad. Is her tone too serious? Will there be any shadow in the villain's heart?

save.

She reached out and touched the bruises of his bruises, looking like she wanted to see if the injury was severe or not, and her tone was obviously heartache, "Does it hurt if it hurts?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all." Song Tingfan's mouth was grinning to the maximum, and his teeth were neat and white.

My sister-in-law is caring about him.

Finally, Zhou Ping asked someone to throw the people from the gambling house out of the village and emphasized to the people in the village that if the people in the gambling house were troubled, they would be driven away.

Lin Family

Lin Wu hugged Lin Ping and shed tears. What's the matter? She sat at home and the pot fell and smashed people.

Li Guifen hugged Lin An and coaxed her. Her eyes were red. She forced herself to stop crying. The man was not at home. If she cried, her daughter-in-law and grandsons would be even more scared.

She looked at Lin Qiao and Song Tingfan, and was filled with a deep worry while scolding, "What are you two children doing? You are causing trouble."

"This is my mother's home." Lin Qiao explained in a low voice, her voice trembling, as if she was strong and calm just now.

This should be the normal reaction of the original body.

Li Guifen, who could not hold back her tears just now, heard this and her tears couldn't be kept falling. She knew that her daughter was in a good mood and had been cold before.

Lin Wu's sister-in-law would come to help them at risk, and the dissatisfaction in her heart turned into shame.

Sadness for yourself.

Seeing her mother crying, Lin Ping wiped her, and comforted her hoarse voice after crying, "Mom, don't cry, my aunt is here."

"With my little aunt here, the bad guys dare not come."

"Well, I'm not afraid of having my little aunt here."

Lin Wu wiped his tears, turned to look at Song Tingfan, and said, "Tingfan, I'll pour you some medicinal wine to wipe." After saying that, he let go of Lin Ping and hurried into the room.

After a while, she came out with a bowl of medicinal wine.

Lin Qiao reached out to take it and didn't bother her, "Thank you sister-in-law, I'll wipe it for my uncle."

"Sister-in-law, please wipe me." Song Tingfan nodded obediently.

It looked like two people like the little wolf cub who was so fierce just now. Lin Qiao glanced at him, quickly withdrew her gaze, poured wine to wipe his face.

With his fingertips across his cheeks, Song Tingfan shrank for no reason. Lin Qiao thought it hurt him, and she moved a little lighter, and said with a angrily smile: "Why are you showing off in front of her sister-in-law? I won't laugh at you."

"If I am like my uncle, my sister-in-law will not dare to cry out for pain next time she has a pain in her waist."

Song Tingfan's eyes were floating up and down, a little unnatural. He didn't hurt, but... just...

He couldn't understand it, so he felt that every time his sister-in-law touched him, it was different from his grandma.

When my sister-in-law touches him, he will feel uncomfortable, but she seems to be very happy...

After a while, he touched the tip of his nose silly, "Sister-in-law, it hurts."

He lied again.

Look, the child just needs more guidance. Lin Qiao was very satisfied with his reaction, and then leaned closer to him and blew on his cheek, "Sister-in-law."

Song Tingfan blushed, but because of drinking, his face turned red, and he couldn't tell.

"Auntie, I want to blow it to my uncle too. It won't hurt if I blow it." Lin Ping ran over "thump" and said.

Lin Qiao couldn't help laughing. The child was just simple. She bent down and picked him up, "You can blow a few more times for the uncle."

Lin Ping couldn't blow, and he blew until his saliva thrust Song Tingfan's face. Lin Qiao couldn't help laughing. Song Tingfan looked at his sister-in-law and laughed subconsciously.

Originally, Lin An was still sobbing, but when he heard them laugh, he ran over and wanted to blow to Song Tingfan, "I want to blow too, uncle."

This is not the first time he called this, and his family corrected it many times but failed.

This is also a matter of blame for the talkative women in the village. They used Song Tingfan and Lin Qiao to tease Lin An and asked him to call Song Tingfan's uncle.

Lin An is a young man, and I don’t know that they are mocking Lin Qiao and Song Tingfan.

Li Guifen quickly corrected, "An'er, it's my uncle."

"Oh, uncle."

Lin An changed his words obediently, but turned around and forgot. He hugged Song Tingfan's legs and said angrily: "My uncle, I'll blow it to you too."

Lin Qiao didn't feel angry, but instead smiled so hard that she couldn't stand up. Song Tingfan had nothing to do, and looked at her sister-in-law in a daze and smiled.

After playing, Song Tingfan cared about repairing the Lin family. He was afraid that he would dirty his clothes, so he took them off. His eyes accidentally saw that the thread on his shoulder was slightly opened, so he pursed his lips.

Lin Qiao also saw it, reached out to take it, comforted her, "My sister-in-law will sew it for you when she gets home."

Perhaps because he knew that it was not easy for his family, Song Tingfan was particularly fond of clothes and never wore new clothes when working, and only wore them in school.

He was dipped in his pen and ink every day when he studied, but his clothes never touched a single point.

"good."

Song Tingfan lifted his sleeves and bent down to lift the door. Lin Qiao looked at it for a while before talking to Li Guifen, "How much money do you owe the gambling house?"

If he owe less, Lin Xu gritted his teeth and would give it to his children, he might owe much.

When he mentioned it, he was so confused. Li Guifen sighed, "It costs more than twenty taels of silver."

"Your second sister-in-law's elder brother is still lying in the pharmacy. If the situation is good, we will pay a few taels of silver. If it is not good... we will pay back the money from the gambling house."

She didn't blame her second wife, and no one would be angry that day.

Besides, the second wife is probably more uncomfortable than anyone else.

Twenty taels are a lot. The Lin family guessed that they could take it out, but nothing left. It was almost winter, and the family couldn't live without money.

Lin Qiao patted her back comfortably, "Mom, I still have more than two taels of silver in my hand, I'll give it to you for urgent use."

If she were Lin Xu's family, she would never get a point.

Well, Lin Xu can't act.

"No, mom has it." Li Guifen's eyes began to flood again. She felt that it was great if her daughter had this intention. How could she ask for her little money?

Lin Wu could hear the conversation between the two clearly. She stared at her sister-in-law in a daze, as if she had changed her body.

...

Worried that Li Guifen and Lin Wu were afraid at home, Lin Qiao and Song Tingfan stayed with Lin Han and the others to come back.

Before Lin Han arrived at the door, he couldn't help but shout in a hurry: "Gui Fen! Gui Fen!"

The pillars of the house came back, and Li Guifen felt at ease and hurried out to greet him, "It's at home."

Seeing her man's silly face, she couldn't help but turn jealous, "You're finally back."

"Are you okay?" Lin Han said anxiously.

"It's okay, thanks to Qiaoer and Tingfan coming." Li Guifen shook his head.

Lin Hansong breathed a sigh of relief and then said angrily: "I will fight with these consciences with them."

Lin Sheng, who came in, stepped into the door and walked directly towards Lin Wu, worriedly seeing if she was injured.

The last ones came in were Lin Shan and Lin Xu. They were anxious and guilty, especially when they saw the bruises on Song Tingfan's face.
Chapter completed!
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