Song Tingfan nodded obediently, slighted his palms, and said timidly: "Sister-in-law, I'm not afraid, I'm afraid my sister-in-law's reputation... is not good."

He heard it all, and the village often said bad things about his sister-in-law.

Several men came to knock on their door in the middle of the night.

Lin Qiao looked like an elder and said in a deep voice: "Sister-in-law is not afraid. As long as our uncle grows up well, she is not afraid of anything."

Looking at the boy's touched and guilty expression, she felt that she performed very well this time.

Song Tingfan's eyes turned red. He lowered his head and said firmly: "Sister-in-law, I will support you."

Lin Qiao was very satisfied with his reaction and half-jokingly said, "Okay, my sister-in-law will depend on you in the future."

Song Tingfan's eyes bent slightly, "Sister-in-law, I didn't lie to you, I really want to support you."

"I know, I believe in my uncle."

Lin Qiao looked at the sky, and the sun had already emerged. She probably became hot after waiting. She said again: "Uncle, let's go quickly."

It was already noon when I got home. Lin Qiao was so hot that she drank half of the water. After resting for a while, she got a little bit less heat.

At this moment, Song Tingfan was already rolling up his sleeves and cooking, and his movements were quick and skillful, and he was obviously used to it.

But Lin Qiao knew that he would not do these things before the Song family had bad things, and the Song family also planned to send him to the village school to study.

She remembered a dream that explained the scene of Song Tingfan playing with the children in the village.

Now that I think about it carefully, is this a hint of the desire in the villain's heart?

Thinking of this, she rolled up her sleeves and said, "Uncle, you go out to play, I'll cook, I'll call you when I'm ready."

"Just just came back to see Li Erwa and the others moving crabs in the river, so you can go and play."

Song Tingfan, who was burning the fire, paused for a moment and quickly said in a hurry: "Sister-in-law, I can burn the fire."

My sister-in-law often says that he can’t do anything and causes trouble for the family every day.

He didn't want to cause trouble for his family, nor did he want to cause trouble for his sister-in-law.

His sensitivity really made Lin Qiao feel a little distressed, and the twelve-year-old child lives cautiously.

At this moment, she saw her own shadow.

Her expression was a little more real than before, "I know my uncle is very capable."

"But my sister-in-law wants you to go out and play, well, I want to eat crabs too."

Song Tingfan, who received the praise, looked lit up, "Sister-in-law, do you want to eat crabs? I'll catch them."

This was the first time my sister-in-law asked him.

"Be careful." Lin Qiao watched him run out happily before starting to cook.

After steaming the rice, I found that there were no vegetables.

She suddenly thought of going up the mountain and seeing the folded ear root beside the field, which is the Houttuynia cordata here.

She added some water to the pot, looked at the stove again, and after confirming that nothing would happen, she took a hoe and a basket and went out.

This will not be a famine era. Even if Xingyu Village is poor, it is not necessary to dig Houttuynia cordata to eat. Only a few times will it be fresh.

Many people saw Lin Qiao digging Houttuynia cordata and standing beside her watch the fun. The country people had no other fun, so they liked to watch the fun.

Suddenly, a family passed by with a hoe, and everyone was more excited to watch the fun. A woman took the initiative to say hello to the group of people and said, "Old Man Zhang, are you going home for dinner?"

"It's time now, what else can I do without eating?"

Old Man Zhang looked at Lin Qiao with disgust. He still heard what happened to his grandson.

Don't know the face.

When Zhang Dong saw Lin Qiao's eyes lit up. Before he could say anything, his mother pressed the ground and told him to be at peace.

Lin Qiao was not familiar with the Zhang family at all, and she didn't go to see them. She bowed her head and bent down to pick up Houttuynia cordata.

Perhaps because the land here is fertile and the weather is so hot, Houttuynia cordata is still growing well, but the leaves are gone.

Everyone saw that she didn't look at the Zhang family, and they became calm when they watched the fun. They soon saw her leaving with a basket on her back.

As soon as she left, everyone was not busy watching it. They all parted. The Zhang family walked behind. Zhang Dong's mother, Zhang Qinshi, warned Zhang Dong, "The ugly words are ahead. Our family will definitely not allow her to enter the door. If you have broken shoes, you will only look down on it."

"Mom, she is still a girl from a yellow flower." Zhang Dong explained stubbornly.

Zhang Dong's mother slapped him and cursed in a low voice, "What do you know? Your eyes were covered in shit? Well? I didn't see the man in the village coming to her door every now and then."

"There are also widowed sister-in-law and uncle who doesn't do anything on a dark night, so the genius believes it."

"Hurry up and calm your mind. If you get sick from the willows, don't cry at home."

Before Zhang Dong could answer, she said again: "When the farming service is over, I will take a look at you."

Zhang Dong wanted to refute but dared not talk back.

Lin Qiao, whom they said, had arrived at home now. As soon as they entered the door, they heard a voice, "Sister-in-law."

Then I saw Song Tingfan standing barefoot in the yard looking at her, his eyes slightly red.

"What's wrong? Being bullied?" Lin Qiao put down the basket and walked over, and said, "Who bullied you?"

Song Tingfan just forgot to bring the wooden barrel. When he came back, he found that she was gone. Thinking of the abnormality he had been in the past few days, his first instinct was that his sister-in-law didn't want her anymore, and her sister-in-law left.

He shook his head, "No, I'll go home to get the bucket."

He glanced at the backpack and said, "Sister-in-law, have you gone to dig Houttuynia cordata?"

"Yes, there is no vegetables at home. My uncle, we will open the wastelands in the future and grow some vegetables to eat." Lin Qiao has been thinking about livelihood issues these days, and farming in the countryside is impossible to lack.

Fortunately, the wasteland reclaimed in Xingyu Village does not require money, and you only need to pay half a tael of silver when you apply for a land deed.

When Song Tingfan heard the reclaiming wasteland, he was stunned for a moment, and soon he nodded, "Okay."

"Sister-in-law, I've gone to the river."

"good."

After he left, Lin Qiao went into the kitchen and looked into the pot, she sat on a stool to fix Houttuynia cordata. The roots were difficult to fix, and she had to fix them for a quarter of an hour.

After the cold salmon was finished, she slaughtered a little half of the rabbit meat and stir-fryed it with dried peppers. After making these, it was already two minutes later.

As soon as he was served, Song Tingfan returned with a bucket and strode back. He was sweating profusely and said happily: "Sister-in-law, I have caught a lot of crabs." He said that, and showed her the bucket slanted.

There are about a dozen.

"Uncle, you are so capable." Lin Qiao said this not just to coax him, Song Tingfan is indeed very capable.

Song Tingfan received the praise and embarrassedly sting his head, "Sister-in-law, I'll make it out. I heard from Mr. Wei that it's the best fried crispy."

"Uncle, don't do it now, keep it for dinner." Lin Qiao swept his forehead, went to the kitchen to get a handkerchief, and said, "Wipe and eat."

This meal was the fullest meal the two have eaten recently.

Song Tingfan took the initiative to wash the dishes, and then he prepared to go up the mountain with a bow and arrow. Seeing this, Lin Qiao hurriedly called him, "Uncle, I'll go with you all the way."

In this situation at home, the first thing is to make a living, otherwise, the poorly-small savings at home in the cold winter would probably starve to death.

Song Tingfan can also give his family more income when hunting.

"Sister-in-law, the mountains are dangerous." Song Tingfan refused with a very serious face.

Lin Qiao carried a basket on her back and said without thinking: "You are a child and you are in danger. My sister-in-law will have a companion with you all the way."

Hearing the word "child", Song Tingfan glanced at her, "Sister-in-law, I'm not a child."

He bit his lip, "I'm a man."
Chapter completed!