The kitchen spoke for a long time, and the sky gradually darkened, and the slightly shaking flames revealed a bit of warmth.

The sound of "creaking" closing of the doors one after another pulled down the curtain of today.

The next morning, Song Tingfan carried water as usual, and Lin Qiao took her clothes to the river to wash. There were a lot of people washing clothes in the morning, and now there were people squatting on both sides.

Perhaps seeing Lin Qiao felt a little strange, she looked here frequently, and Lin Qiao nodded with a smile, saying hello.

Widow Song is famous for her good-looking, and her smile looks even better, and she looks like a seductive vixen.

It's really not likeable to women.

Some women were a little jealous, they were all married women, why did this Widow Song grows more and more beautiful?

And that butt is round and upright.

Two or three women, while looking at her, whispered bad words, "Look, Widow Song has come out to catch flies again, and she is so fancy to wash clothes."

"That's right, it's not like washing clothes."

"Look, what are you doing with your clothes so high?

Lin Qiao heard it without missing a word, "..."

It can be said that she was very unfair. When she thought about washing clothes, she wore a patch dress. The color was rose red, but the clothes she had washed and faded for a few years and were not considered fancy at all.

As for her butt being so high, it was completely out of nothing.

Who squats down and doesn’t stick out his butt?

She rolled her eyes secretly, ignored them, took out her clothes and started scrubbing them.

Soon, some men frequently came and went to the river, and the women knew who they were looking at.

Some men's wives were still washing clothes here, but they were so angry that they picked up their clothes and grabbed their men home, "Look at it! Look at your mother! You are not afraid of making you slutty."

When Song Tingfan came to pick up the water, there were already many men. He pursed his lips unhappily, then ran over and said, "Sister-in-law, I'll wash it, you go home."

“It’ll be washed right away.”

Lin Qiao pointed to the basin and said, "Uncle, you are so strong, twist your clothes again."

Song Tingfan nodded obediently, paused when he reached for his clothes, and quickly picked up his sister-in-law's clothes and twisted them up.

If someone looked closely, he would notice a touch of redness on his ear.

Lin Qiao washed all her clothes and stood up. At this time, someone whistled, as if very excited.

She glanced at Niu Er who had harassed them, and soon she withdrew her gaze.

Song Tingfan's hands holding the wooden basin were tight and tight, a little angry, but he couldn't say it out, otherwise they would have to read the jokes of his sister-in-law.

He stood beside Lin Qiao and blocked Niu Er's view.

Niu Er and his wife had forgotten the "insult" Lin Qiao gave them, and teased them in a vulgar way: "Widow Song, your clothes are blooming."

Most women will probably blush when they hear it. Lin Qiao just looked at him indifferently, "My clothes are different from your mind, and it is not easy to "open"."

"Uncle, which aunt in the village is better for embroidery work?"

Song Tingfan was a little puzzled by her inexplicable words, but he still replied: "Ah Mian Sun."

Lin Qiao looked at Niu Er and pointed to his head, "You should have a sew of your brain."

The villagers always curse people straightforwardly. She cursed people without swearing. Niu Er hadn't reacted yet, "What are some things?"

"Niu Er, Widow Song said you were dirty." The man next to him turned his mind a little faster and laughed beside him.

Niu Er reacted and said "sn't you a damn dirty person."

Then he looked at Widow Song in a despicable way and said, "Wiba Song, you have never seen me even more dirty. Do you want to see it?"

Everyone understands what is even more dirty.

He immediately looked at Lin Qiao with a lively look on his face.

Lin Qiao despised these people in her heart. If it weren't for the villain here, she would have to make a few words for them.

She touched her ears and was about to speak, when Song Tingfan next to her stomped his neck and roared fiercely: "Shut up!"

Lin Qiao was shocked. Not to mention that he was a bit villain-like when he became fierce.

no!

She quickly reached out and patted his shoulder, "Uncle, don't pay attention to them, you will easily have a bad mouth."

"Uncle, you can't learn from them. This person can be thick-skinned, but you can't refuse it. Otherwise, what else can you use to meet your ancestors in decades?"

Suddenly, many people laughed. Niu Er was not angry, but instead said "Huh", and became even more interested. "Wife Song, you are quite stingy, why didn't you notice it before?"

The women by the river curled their lips, and the more they looked like men, the more they ignored them, the more they rushed to get together.

Lin Qiao didn't go back to him and took Song Tingfan home. On the way, she found that the villain was unhappy. She glanced at her a few times and smiled and said she didn't care. "Uncle, it's okay, I won't lose my flesh if I say a few words."

Seeing that he was still stuffy, she raised her head and gently touched his head, "Uncle, don't be unhappy."

"Uncle, you seem to have grown up, and I can't touch you any more."

Song Tingfan glanced at her unnaturally and said seriously: "Sister-in-law, I'm grown up."

He can support this family and raise his sister-in-law.

But soon I felt depressed again. He couldn't protect his sister-in-law now.

Lin Qiao didn't know what he was thinking, and nodded with a smile and joked: "Yes, my uncle has grown up and can get married in another two or three years."

Speaking of his wife again, Song Tingfan subconsciously retorted, "Sister-in-law, I won't marry a wife."

"That's not necessarily the case. Maybe when will my uncle meet Xinyi's woman?"

"Sister-in-law, don't say it."

Seeing the villain's shy look, Lin Qiao raised her eyebrows, which was a little fun. She blinked, "I won't say it, I'll talk about it when my uncle wants to get married in a few years."

"Sister-in-law!!" Song Tingfan shouted urgently.

...

The cicadas in summer are getting louder and louder. Before noon, people are already upset. A curse comes from the Wang family next door: "I'm so annoying, call me a hammer."

The cicadas are still loud, and the louder they are.

Lin Qiao, who had been embroidered in the main house, stared at the top of the jujube tree. The sound of cicadas was really annoying, especially in this hot weather.

Song Tingfan, who was making wooden arrows next to him, glanced at the outside, quickly stood up and walked under the tree, took a few glances before he saw the top cicada.

He took a bamboo pole and poked it a few times. The cicada flew away and became clearer immediately.

When he returned to the room and met his sister-in-law's gaze, he unnaturally snatched his head and sat down to continue making wooden arrows.

The boy's side face was clearly angular, with long eyelashes hanging down, and he had a bit of delicate and elegant temperament.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the villain who turned evil later.

The villain who is afraid of black makes people feel blood clotting with one look. Nowadays, the villain, the more he looks, the more he wants to get started and pinch it.

When Lin Qiao thought of this, she praised her with stinginess: "Uncle, you are so beautiful."

Children are more cute than praise.

For her praise, Song Tingfan shyly lowered his head and replied stutteringly: "Sister-in-law, I am a man."

Lin Qiao laughed, "Yes, yes, my uncle is a man."

Song Tingfan, who was definitely a man, felt a little depressed. Why did his sister-in-law always treat him as a child?

He can even carry water and chop wood.
Chapter completed!