The boy couldn't hide his thoughts, and was praised by his sister-in-law, and his cheeks flushed, "I'll do more when I go home, and I can sell it for a few more days."

Although it is not as easy as it is today, some people buy it and can earn some money.

Throughout the year, the children's favorite thing is New Year's Day. Although the villain doesn't say it himself, Lin Qiao knew that he was very happy.

She shook her head, looking in a closed tone, "Don't make it anymore, buy something back later. I'll make delicious food for you, keep it safe. You haven't eaten it."

She paused for a moment, blinked and said, "Our family is also going to celebrate the New Year."

The words "our family" made Song Tingfan feel warm in his heart.

He has a family, a sister-in-law, and grandparents.

He nodded obediently, "Okay."

Not many people sold vegetables today, so Lin Qiao called mutton, which cost more than 20 yuan per catty, and bought about two pounds.

Lin Qiao put it in her own basket, "Uncle, let's go back..."

Suddenly seeing something, she stopped talking and walked into a shop.

Song Tingfan hurriedly followed.

Seeing the two of them coming in, the shopkeeper had a smile on his face and greeted: "Whether to buy firecrackers, one for each."

Lin Qiao took a look and found it was similar to an ordinary cannon, but the red paper had beautiful patterns and was single.

She turned her head and looked at Song Tingfan, "Does my uncle play?"

One filing and one firecracker is very expensive. Song Tingfan shook his head without thinking, "Not playing."

If you don’t play, you have to play. Kough. Lin Qiao referred to the woman’s thoughts. She said to the shopkeeper: “Is there any less? Can two be achieved by one penny? If it is achieved, it will cost ten pennies.”

One penny or two, no matter where it is, the shopkeeper would have lost his face immediately if he hadn't seen this young woman look beautiful.

But the smile on his face disappeared, "At first a minute, I can't buy the whole Anyuan for two dollars. My little lady, look at my firecrackers, how beautiful it looks, it will look better if it explodes."

"Come on, I'll order one for you."

He said as he took a firecracker and placed it on the empty dam that passed by a little at the door. Then he took out a fire break and lit the rope. The rope was very long and there was no need to worry about the explosion immediately.

Lin Qiao underestimated the power of firecrackers, and with a "bang", the red paper confetti floated everywhere.

She was frightened and couldn't help but pat her chest.

The children watching were jumping happily and clapping their hands.

The shopkeeper looked proud, "Miss, did you not lie to you? It would be enough to put one. If you put it at your doorstep, others might be jealous."

"Shopkeeper, it's about fifteen. If it's done, come and buy it next time." Lin Qiao tried to bargain.

There are 15 people who earn four or five yuan. The shopkeeper pretended to be unhappy, "If you can't succeed, you can give you two at most."

"Shopkeeper, we went to the town for the New Year and didn't sell a lot of copper coins. I thought my uncle had never played with firecrackers, so I wanted to buy some for him to play."

"Oh, I'm giving you three. It's really not easy for you to stop talking about it. It's boring to talk about it."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao knew that she could only do this. She said gratefully: "Thank you, the shopkeeper, I will come to you to buy some incense and candles someday."

In order to make the shopkeeper believe that she was really poor, she counted the copper coins twice, for fear of giving her an extra penny of copper coins.

Her cautious appearance made Song Tingfan's nose a little sore, and his sister-in-law was willing to give up so much for him.

He reached out to take the firecrackers handed over by the shopkeeper and carefully placed them in the basket.

There are many people going to the town today, and there is no carriage back for a while. The two of them walked home with baskets on their backs.

Although the snow on the road is not thick, it is still a deep footprint when you step on it. Lin Qiao's shoes are short, and occasionally they will loosen their shoes when you step on it.

After a while, Song Tingfan saw it. He hurriedly walked in front, stepped on the snow slightly, leaving a pair of footprints, "Sister-in-law, I'll walk in front, you stepped on me."

Lin Qiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt... the old mother's relief.

Careful little cotton jacket.

"good."

The two of them were a little one in front and behind. Song Tingfan looked back from time to time and felt inexplicably satisfied when he saw his sister-in-law's footprints overlapping with his footprints.

My sister-in-law can't step on the snow.

This joy soon disappeared. Cheng Sheng's carriage was parked next to the two of them. The coachman became familiar with them and said with a smile: "Tingfan, sister-in-law Tingfan, Master said that you will go back together."

"Uncle, no need, we'll get on the donkey cart later." Lin Qiao politely refused without thinking.

"Don't wait for the Zhou family's donkey cart. The Zhou family's donkey cart has arrived in the county town. We met on the road just now." The coachman lifted the curtain and asked them to get on the carriage.

Rejecting it would be a bit embarrassing. Lin Qiao had to nod, "thank you Master Cheng and Uncle." After saying that, she signaled to Song Tingfan to come first.

Song Tingfan didn't like to ride on the Master's carriage. He wanted to walk with his sister-in-law, but his sister-in-law would be cold. He said depressedly: "Sister-in-law, you go up first." He said and helped Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao didn't say anything anymore. After entering the carriage, Cheng Sheng was the only one rare person in the carriage.

Soon Song Tingfan also came up. He relied the two backpacks together, fearing that he would touch his sister-in-law and his master, so he moved his feet tightly.

He sat in a uncomfortable position, and probably his legs would become numb when he reached the village. Lin Qiao reached out and moved the basket to her feet, "Uncle, move it over a little."

"Sister-in-law, let me go." Song Tingfan pulled the basket back again.

He was very strong, Lin Qiao leaned forward, "..."

She couldn't pull the backpack, so she had to pull his arm, "Then you sit here."

Song Tingfan froze, and then he didn't know how to move over. He leaned against Lin Qiao's shoulder and stared at the roof of the carriage unnaturally.

Cheng Sheng glanced at the two of them, and finally his eyes fell on Lin Qiao.

I have seen it a few times, but I am always a little different from the previous Widow Song.

He had seen Widow Song before, and he always kept hiding when he saw people, and he looked like a "widow".

But without thinking deeply, it wasn't his business.

But even if he thought deeply, it was fruitless. He would not have guessed that Widow Song had changed her "core".

Song Tingfan naturally caught a glimpse of his master looking at his sister-in-law. He pursed his lips, why did his master always like to look at his sister-in-law?

After a while, he said, "Teacher, I don't understand something."

Cheng Sheng looked over and showed his appearance as a Master, "Which paragraph, let's talk about it."

"Give me a great plan and encourage me to plant it."

"What this sentence means..."

At first, I listened to the two of them talking, but later I didn’t know when I fell asleep. I only knew that it was Song Tingfan who called her, and at this time, he had already arrived in the village.

Lin Qiao got off the carriage and was about to say thank you. Song Tingfan next to her had already spoken, "Thank you, Master Cheng today."

"No thanks, work hard." Cheng Sheng shook his head slightly, and then asked the driver to drive away in the carriage.
Chapter completed!