A thoughtless sentence from his words, Lin Qiao didn't understand what it meant, and her eyebrows raised slightly, "What do you want?"

Song Tingfan, who hasn't stuttered much recently, started stuttering again, "Recruitment..."

As soon as the words were finished, the woman burst out laughing and teased: "Who gave me a betrothal gift?"

The boy blurted out, "I'll give it to it." After saying that, his face suddenly turned red, and it was almost bleeding.

If others said this, Lin Qiao would think too much, but Song Tingfan didn't think too much at all.

After all, she has read the script completely.

Although she didn't know who the heroine was, she had nothing to do with the heroine.

She thought he was afraid that she would not be prosperous after marriage, so she said the betrothal gift. She blinked, "How much can my uncle pay?"

"I have it, I give it to my sister-in-law." Although Song Tingfan blushed, his expression was very serious, and he didn't seem to say anything casually.

Lin Qiao looked at him with the look of her mother looking at her good son. She said that she was right to raise a child to prevent her old age.

She shook her head, "No, my uncle keeps it for a wife..." Before she could finish her words, she heard footsteps and turned her head to look over. It was Lin Xu.

Lin Xu came in with a basket, "What's Aunt Zhang doing here? Why are you so angry?"

"Come and tell my uncle about my dear, I don't agree to the big girl." Lin Qiao handed her a stool.

"I just said that the iron rooster has come to the door. The girl is not good, she is too lazy." Lin Xu glanced at Song Tingfan, leaned closer, and whispered: "Tingfan, what do you think of Sanhua? I see that she washes the clothes at home alone, which is quite capable."

Song Tingfan shook his head.

Lin Qiao had already asked the girl in the village openly and secretly, but Song Tingfan didn't agree, which made her almost think he liked it... Cough, man.

Seeing that Song Tingfan shook his head, Lin Xu didn't continue to say anything. After all, she shouldn't have been in charge of his marriage, so she wouldn't say too much to avoid being annoying.

She pulled the cloth on the basket and said, "I took a few kilograms of dried cowpeas at my parents' home. I brought some for you. I boiled it in hot water and fryed the bacon so delicious."

These days, Lin Xu and Lin Wu would occasionally bring some things over. Lin Qiao knew in her heart that she was eased up her previous relationship, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

"Thank you, it's not a good thing." Lin Xu waved his hand.

The two of them didn't talk for a while. Song Rong, Song Qinshi, and Fan came back. The three of them couldn't stop and went to the mountains to pick up mushrooms with baskets on their backs.

Song Tingfan got up, ran behind Song Rong, took the basket, and saw a lot of dry branches inside. He was slightly angry, "Grandma, don't you let you recite these things? Why don't you listen every time?"

The young man's temperament has been developed bit by bit, and he no longer speaks timidly to others and is cautious.

The grandson got angry, and Song Rong smiled and interrupted the topic, "The mushrooms are so big that they can be fried better." As he spoke, he looked at Song Qinshi and signaled her to help her.

"It's not heavy, it's okay, your grandfather can still bear this." Song Qinshi helped her say a few words.

Several people took turns to carry it down the mountain, and Song Rong had to carry it for a longer time.

Seeing that Song Tingfan was so angry that he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, Lin Qiao couldn't help but pull it, and then helped interrupt, "The mushrooms are so big, let me take a look."

On the surface, she helped interrupt, but then she privately instructed the three old men not to do heavy work.

...

The next day, the village built roads early, and the helpers were all men in the village, and they were calculated based on the price of work in the town.

I don’t know if Zhou Ping instructed me that a man specially helped them fill all the uneven surroundings around their house, and even dug a little wider the path to the vegetable field.

In fact, some people in the village know how to be kind, and building roads is for the benefit of the whole village.

Song Tingfan helped him do his own business. Although he was young, he was not careless at all. When he was pounding the road, he was strong.

The man in a gray jacket wiped his sweat and smiled: "Tingfan is so strong that he can afford to be a family in the future."

"I don't know if there is no comparison. I get older after comparison. When I was as old as Tingfan, I could carry more than 200 kilograms of grain, but now I can't carry it anymore." Another man who was about the same age continued with a smile.

"Hahahaha, it's probably because I can't pick it up, so I'll have to worry about it when I go back tonight."

"Go to you! Say something in front of the child!"

"Tingfan is not a child anymore. He is at the age of being a kiss. Hahaha, we uncles teach him in advance."

Lin Qiao came out with a bowl of mung bean soup and heard them talking dirty. When the few people saw her, they immediately stopped talking. She pretended not to hear it, "The weather is so strong, I have made some mung bean soup. My uncles are thirsty and scoop them and drink them. Uncle, come in and I will tell you something."

The men were not polite, and nodded with a smile, "Sister-in-law Tingfan is so virtuous, thank you."

Song Tingfan's face was a little embarrassed. His sister-in-law must have heard it just now. He nodded, then put down the hammer in his hand and followed her back to the house.

kitchen

Lin Qiao picked up the bowl of mung bean soup on the stove and gave it to him, "I added two spoonfuls of sugar, it's already cold, drink it."

White sugar is very expensive. Even if the family does not have enough money to buy white sugar, they will not add a lot of sugar to the mung bean soup that others drink.

After living for an hour or two, Song Tingfan was naturally tired, but when he saw his sister-in-law leaving him with sugar-stooled mung bean soup, he was not tired at all. Instead, he grinned in a silly manner, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

"What are you grateful for? I've drunk it, and I'll keep it all. Do you want to eat braised pork? I'll buy some meat to make." Seeing his sweaty head, Lin Qiao took a handkerchief and wet the water. After wringing it out, she would hand it to him after he finished drinking mung bean soup.

Song Tingfan licked his lips, took the veil and wiped it twice, "Sister-in-law, buy it if you want to eat it. I'll buy it. It's too hot."

"I'll go out with an umbrella, don't do it in the afternoon. Go back to the town to study tomorrow." Lin Qiao looked at him washing the veil.

No matter how hard he repairs his own land, it will take two or three days to get it done. If he is not at home, he will have to watch his sister-in-law, and she will be very tired.

He said in a negotiation tone, "Sister-in-law, I'll finish the house and leave. I'll take a day off tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow."

"I will make up for the lost course, okay?"

I don’t know why he was much taller than her because he was worried about so much. Lin Qiao felt a little sorry for his sensibility, “I will watch the family affairs, don’t worry.”

The boy did not respond, and the meaning was very obvious. He had to stay at home for a few days.

Lin Qiao: "..."

In the end, I agreed.

If you don’t agree, you can’t do anything. You can’t chase Zhou Tiedan with a stick like Zhou Tiedan’s mother.

When he got out, Lin Qiao took an umbrella, carried a basket, talked to Song Qin and the others and went out to buy meat.

The weather outside was very hot and sweating after walking a few steps. Lin Qiao held an umbrella and saw Song Wang. The two looked at each other. Song Wang, who usually said a word or two, left without saying anything.
Chapter completed!