Lin Han did not agree, and he shook his head, "Aunt Fan, how can you borrow your money? If you want to sell the food, it will be almost enough."

The price of food collected by the Fan family was two more than usual, and he knew this in his heart.

"You are all people, how can you survive if you sell food? Take it first to deal with the emergency." Old Woman Fan took a ten tael of silver from her arms to Lin Qiao.

"Amima Fan, no need, I have already collected the money." Lin Qiao sincerely thanked her.

Old Woman Fan didn't believe it and still wanted to give it to her. Lin Qiao persuaded her to persuade her. After she left, she said to Li Guifen and the others: "No need to make up the money, I have already collected all the dishes. The cold dish recipe was sold to Fulaiyun's owner, and the remaining twenty taels of silver will be lent to me by the cloth merchant."

The first reaction of the Lin family was that they didn't believe it. Lin Qiao showed them the money before she believed it. The whole family's tense and fear finally faded a lot.

"Daughter, you can go back to your boss's twenty taels of silver. It's okay for our family to pay twenty taels."

Lin Han was eager to solve the problem and said, "I'll go and call the village chief to come with me."

Seeing him lifting his legs and leaving, Lin Qiao hurriedly called him, "Don't worry, go again in two days."

She couldn't make up the money too quickly, she had to do something. The brothels and yamen bullied people like them, and she said that she would not make them feel better.

The greater the power, the more afraid of some things being spread.

At least she wants to make the brothel people have no courage to make her think about it again.

"What two days in! Get it done early and feel at ease." Lin Han hasn't had a good sleep these two days, and when he closes his eyes, he looks like his daughter was taken away.

"Dad, believe me, I will do this by myself, there will be no problem." Lin Qiao comforted her and said again: "I weighed me, where can I have lunch."

"What meat should you eat? Hurry up and ask your father to do it. After it is done, buy a pig for you to eat." Li Guifen was also anxious.

How can I not be in a hurry? My daughter’s “selling contract” is still there.

Lin Qiao: "..."

She was so amused and laughed, "Don't worry."

"What are you worried about? My heart is stuck in my throat every day."

"Mom, go to my place to make dumplings."

Lin Qiao took them home to make dumplings together. When she got home, she asked Song Tingfan to pay back Song An's money and called them over to eat dumplings together.

Afraid that Song Wang was dissatisfied, she even stuffed more than a dozen peach blossom cakes for him to take.

Song An is not at home now, only Song Wangshi, Song Hao and Song Mei are at home.

When Song Tingfan knew that his aunt didn't like him entering the door, he called Song Hao at the door, "Cousin."

Song Wang was angry. When he heard his voice, he ran out angrily and slapped him without saying a word, "It's all your fault. You can't even get married!"

"Your sister-in-law is just a sloppy guy. She even redeems her with fifty taels of silver. I think you are crazy!"

"mother!"

"mother!"

Song Hao and Song Mei hurried over and grabbed the Song Wang family.

Song Tingfan was beaten and his cheeks quickly climbed onto the red marks. He didn't care about being beaten, but the eldest aunt could not scold his sister-in-law, "Sister-in-law is not, you are not allowed to say that, my aunt."

"I'm not allowed to say that? It was originally like this, from which place I ran out, and could I still expect to be innocent? If she had been, she would have hit her head to death." Song Wangshi said without hesitation.

"Sister-in-law is innocent, don't talk nonsense!" Song Tingfan yelled at her with his neck, which was a bit scary.

Song Wang was frightened by him and soon returned to normal, "You are so heartless, your uncle lends you money to use. That's what you are like? Song Mei! Song Hao, you guys are watching yourself, he yells at me."

"Mom, stop talking."

Song Mei pulled her into the house. Song Wang was so angry that she couldn't go in with her. "Why didn't I say anything? Ah? Why am I doing something wrong?"

"I just want everyone in the village to hear that if my family hadn't given money in recent years, the Song Er family would have died long ago."

"Now, for the sake of Lin Qiao, I actually took all my family's assets to redeem her. I asked me to redeem what to do and redeem all my sluts! I'm a widow on the side, so why do I go into a brothel? Maybe I have food and drink..."

Before she could finish her words, she let out a "slap" and was slapped in the face.

Song An came back at some point and looked at her angrily, "Shut up! You are their eldest aunt, how can you say such a bastard!"

"Outsiders say that's fine, you can't! The year when something happened between your mother and you, my second brother and sister helped you a lot!"

"Song An, you dare to hit me!" Song Wangshi widened her eyes, looked disbelief, and then said: "That was something that happened many years ago, and it has been paid off long ago!"

"With no one, no one can forget his roots!" Song An glanced at Song Tingfan's swollen face, and the anger on his face became even stronger, and said, "How many times have I told you not to hit Tingfan, you don't understand, don't you?"

"Song An! Are you going to yell at me for the sake of him, a bastard? I'll go back to my parents' home now!" Song Wang was beaten by Song An for the first time, and felt wronged.

Song An didn't go to her this time, "Then go back, Mei'er packs up your mother's things."

Song Wangshi was stunned. Although Song Mei didn't like her mother's temperament, she was her mother after all. "Mom, you should admit your mistake to your father."

"I'm right. Go back to my parents' home. Song An, don't beg me to come back!" Song Wang pushed Song Mei away angrily, turned around and went back to the house to pack up his things.

The uncle's family quarreled again because of him. Song Tingfan felt guilty and said softly: "Uncle, don't argue with the aunt, I'm fine."

After saying that, he took out the money and said, "Sister-in-law has collected all the money, so I don't need to borrow it from my uncle."

"Don't listen to what your aunt said. You can take it to you." Song An thought he was afraid that their family would quarrel, and the child was always in a good mood.

Song Tingfan put it into his hands, "Uncle, I've really got enough. My sister-in-law asked me to pay it back. The peach blossom cake is also for you. My sister-in-law said that you will come and eat dumplings later."

"Is it true or fake?"

"Really, my sister-in-law's boss lent us."

Song An knew that he would not lie, so he pursed his lips, "I won't go after eating dumplings."

Song Tingfan said nothing, nodded, and then left.

At first, Lin Qiao was busy making dumplings, and he deliberately blocked her, but she didn't see the palm prints on his face.

Forgot to leave some scallions in the soup, she looked at the boy who lowered his head and burned the fire, "My uncle, go and pull the onion..."

He raised his head slightly, and she saw the palm of his face. She immediately put down the spatula and walked over to take a closer look. She frowned and said confidently: "Auntie has beaten you?"

"No." Song Tingfan subconsciously raised his hand to block the face that was being beaten.

Lin Qiao pulled off his hand and said seriously: "Don't you tell me the truth? What's the point of hitting you?"

"No, I just slapped me." Song Tingfan explained obediently.

Looking at the red marks on her face, Lin Qiao didn't know where the anger came from behind, "Does she have something wrong with her hands?"
Chapter completed!