Now the onlookers were clear. The woman didn't lose money and wanted to get money for nothing. She said that if the cold vegetable stall was not good, it would be unreliable all of a sudden.

Maybe I really pay two cents less.

The woman was speechless. She could tell that the little woman was digging a hole for her, shaved Lin Qiao fiercely, and then rushed away angrily.

Lin Qiao curled her lips secretly, then looked at Song Tingfan, and educated him like an elder, "Uncle, not everyone is as honest as you. There are good people and bad people in the world."

"You have to learn to distinguish, do you know?"

Song Tingfan thought about it and nodded seriously, "From now on, I will only believe in my sister-in-law, grandma, grandma."

Lin Qiao was stunned for a moment, coughed, and touched the tip of her nose with guilt, "Okay."

The remaining cold dishes were more than one pound, but no one bought them after a while. Uncle Li from the noodle stall smiled and said, "Sister-in-law Tingfan, why don't I cook two bowls of noodles for you, and you give me the leftover cold dishes."

A bowl of noodles with five or six cereals, cold dishes are just vegetarian dishes, and the price is about the same as the two bowls of noodles.

Lin Qiao was also hungry and nodded, "Cheng, Uncle Li, I'll give you another quotation. You can add some meat to my uncle's bowl of noodles."

"Forget it, forget it, I haven't paid any money for eating your cake before."

Uncle Li quickly put two bowls of noodles, which were very large, and then he put meat on both bowls.

Although people say this, how could Lin Qiao not give money? She counted four copper plates and put them on the noodle stall.

Uncle Li quickly sent it to Song Tingfan and pretended to be angry and said, "Why are you polite to me? Eat quickly!"

Song Tingfan looked at his sister-in-law and signaled whether to accept the copper plate. Seeing that she nodded slightly, he accepted it.

He just picked up the noodle bowl, held the chopsticks in one hand and picked up some meat in his bowl, "Sister-in-law, I have it, you can eat it yourself."

Lin Qiao covered the bowl and said, "Eat more, eat more, and you will grow your body."

"I have."

Song Tingfan stubbornly wanted to pick up the meat back to her. The two of them were in a stalemate, and Lin Qiao was defeated, "I just need one piece. I have gained weight recently and my clothes are a little tight."

This is the truth. Although she has done too much recently, she has eaten a lot.

Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan looked at her seriously from top to bottom, and his sister-in-law was not fat or thin.

A word that the Master recently taught: Fengshen Chuoyou.

The Master said it describes a woman's body as a gentle and plump.

"It's not fat, it's just right."

He was not good at praising people, and after speaking, he turned a little shy and blushed.

"I don't believe it. You must be trying to coax me to eat meat." Lin Qiao blinked pretty.

The woman had curved eyebrows and soft eyes, and she looked very beautiful. Song Tingfan's face turned redder and he didn't dare to look at her, "No...yes."

"Look, my uncle admitted it myself, I only eat one piece of meat." Lin Qiao picked up a piece of meat and put it in a bowl, and then signaled him to eat noodles obediently.

After eating a few bites of noodles, someone suddenly asked how to sell the basket. Song Tingfan quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks, "Eight words per one."

"It's so expensive, just a little less, just five cents."

"Auntie, look, the bamboo strips are very thin and stronger than thick strips."

"Oh, I'll take two of them for five quotas."

"Auntie, at least six cents are available. If you want it, take it."

The basket was indeed better than other families, and it was not very big. The woman was carrying it right. The woman hesitated for a moment, "It's done, six quotas are only six quotas." After that, she paid him twelve quotas.

Song Tingfan counted the copper plate twice, and the woman smiled, "Don't worry, I won't give it to you less."

"Thank you aunt."

Song Tingfan gave Lin Qiao the copper coins, then picked up the noodles and ate them. When the woman walked away, he said again: "Sister-in-law, she is a good person."

Giving Twelve Written is a good person? His logic is too simple, but Lin Qiao didn't say anything and nodded.

After eating the noodles, they closed the stall. The two of them did not go back to the town immediately, but went to the cloth shop. The owner was planning to settle the accounts. When he heard the footsteps, he raised his head. Seeing that it was the two of them, he greeted him happily, "I also said you don't come today, I will go and call your house tomorrow."

"The shopkeeper of Ruyi Shop asked me to bring you a letter, saying that I would set up a booth in a few days and asked if you want to go? If you want to go, just go clearly. This time I said I would learn a few moves."

Lin Qiao is willing to do an easy job that can make money by walking around, "If you want to go, then I'll go to the county town tomorrow."

"Sure, I'm going to go to Ruyi Shop to purchase goods. You can go with me."

The boss looked at her a few times and said that she had not applied rouge to her face as if she had not married her. If she hadn't married, she would have been trampled on the hindrance of the matchmaker.

However, Widow Song is not only good-looking, but also very capable. She supports a family of four by herself and also supports her uncle to study.

Lin Qiao nodded, "Thank you, my boss."

She took out the drawings and said, "I have drawn a few recently. Do you want them?"

The people targeted in the town are basically working, so the drawings are relatively simple.

"You want it." The boss looked at it for a while and paid her two and a half taels of silver.

After saying a few words, Lin Qiao was about to leave. Suddenly something pulled her sleeve. The boy had a magnetic voice, "Sister-in-law, do you like the green clothes?"

Hearing this, she looked up at the clothes. The green clothes were thin spring clothes, and this clothes were drawings by her. "What's wrong?"

Song Tingfan scratched his head, "I'll buy it for you."

My sister-in-law said her clothes were tight.

Lin Qiao was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at him, the boy's eyes were full of realness, and something suddenly hit her heart, which made her feel a little complicated, "Uncle, I still have clothes, so I don't need to buy them."

"It's tight."

After saying that, Song Tingfan looked at his boss, "How much is this dress?"

The boss directly mentioned the cost price, "It's enough to give 120 cents. The clothes hanging are exactly the size of your sister-in-law, so she can try it."

Although the money at home is all in my sister-in-law's place, Song Tingfan saved a lot of pocket money, enough to buy a piece of clothing. He looked forward to it, "Sister-in-law, please try it?"

Lin Qiao wanted to say she would not buy it, but when she looked like the boy was trying to buy clothes for her sister-in-law, she nodded.

After the boss took off her clothes, she took the clothes to the inner room.

I found it tightened when I put it on. Cough, this time it was not the waist, but the chest.

She shouted through the wooden door, "Boss, is there any big size?"

"Small? No way."

The boss knocked in the door and came in without believing it, and said, "Where is small? Not small, it just fits."

The sound insulation here is not very good. Lin Qiao was afraid that Song Tingfan would hear it, so she pointed at her chest with her finger. The boss looked at her hand, "Is the breast small?"

The sound is not small.

Lin Qiao: "..."

She nodded.

The boss looked at her breasts enviously, "Your breasts are so big, it would be a pity if you don't get married again."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She interrupted her, "Is there any larger size?"

"Yes, I'll get it for you."

The boss went out again and quickly handed her a set of clothes.
Chapter completed!