Looking at his actions, Lin Qiao felt that it might not be that bad and felt a little relieved.

As long as she raises her uncle well, she doesn’t want to enjoy her happiness, and she doesn’t have to die.

But raising is a big problem.

No money.

The rice Song Tingfan mentioned turned out to be a bowl of porridge, no, it should be a bowl of rice with very little rice.

The dish was probably boiled in water, without any oil.

When Lin Qiao was poor, she was still a bucket of instant noodles worth four or five yuan. She suddenly fell silent with her chopsticks: "..."

She actually understood a little why the original body sent Song Tingfan into the brothel.

Such conditions should be considered a great fortune to survive this year.

She immediately shook this dangerous idea. Even if she went to the brothel, Song Tingfan could not go to the brothel.

She looked up at the standing boy, with his sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and his nose bridge. In another year or two, the outline will be three-dimensional and must be very handsome.

"You don't eat?"

"Sister-in-law, I've eaten."

Song Tingfan probably wouldn't lie, and he avoided her gaze when he said this.

Lin Qiao understood that this bowl of rice was still the only food in the family, and said to him: "Go and get a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

Alas, a bowl of rice has to be eaten together, and this script is really shabby.

It's a life of not paying a paycheck.

"Sister-in-law, I'll eat..."

Before Song Tingfan finished speaking, Lin Qiao interrupted him, saying in a tone of coaxing a child: "Good uncle, go get it."

Now she is only three years older than Song Tingfan, but she is a psychological age.

Well, it can be said that if she was here, her son would probably be about the same age as Song Tingfan.

When Song Tingfan heard the three words "Little Uncle Good", he was a little embarrassed. He hesitated and went to get the bowls and chopsticks.

Lin Qiao poured half of him and used chopsticks to push the rice into his bowl. Song Tingfan thought he was leaving more rice for herself, so when she pushed the bowl of more rice to him, he looked obviously stunned.

He couldn't believe it and asked timidly, "Sister-in-law, did you give it to me?"

Lin Qiao's careful appearance made her feel a little soft. A terrible person must be pitiful.

Song Tingfan was forced to become a villain by everyone.

She smiled and half-jokingly said, "Uncle, whom do you want to give it to? Eat quickly."

As he said that, he handed the bowl to his hand, then lowered his head and picked up the rice and started drinking.

Song Tingfan held the bowl with his fingers and buckled the edges of the bowl, looking at his sister-in-law in a complicated way.

Have she become better, sister-in-law?

When Lin Qiao saw him holding the bowl and preparing to go out, she wondered: "Where to go?"

"Sister-in-law, I'll go out to eat." Song Tingfan's eyes were a little cautious.

My sister-in-law didn't like him having dinner with her and said that she saw him being separated.

In fact, it is really apart. The original body has already watched the three Song family members die.

He is a normal person.

Lin Qiao wanted to "get close to him" and would definitely not let him go out for dinner. She moved half of the stool for him, "Uncle, eat together."

The bench is very long and the two of them sit without any squeezing.

Song Tingfan hesitated for a moment, but still took the bowl out to eat.

Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Lin Qiao didn't say anything else. She was anxious and couldn't eat hot tofu, so she had to take it slowly.

Song Tingfan's heart was quite shadowy.

She picked up the rice and started drinking it, but after eating it, it turned out that she didn't eat it.

She touched her stomach.

Song Tingfan noticed her actions. He looked at the ate bowl, felt a little guilty, and earnestly promised: "Sister-in-law, I will go up the mountain with my uncle to hunt tomorrow, and I should be able to hunt things. Then I will go back to exchange rice."

Song Tingfan's uncle was very nice to him, but his uncle had an objection, so his uncle didn't dare to help him too much.

Fortunately, the Song family is a hunter, and Song Tingfan can hunt a little bit, so his uncle took him up the mountain with him.

Lin Qiao was confused by this place now and did not say anything rashly to make money to support her family. She nodded, then tilted her head and smiled softly: "Uncle, thank you for your hard work."

Don't be stingy with your children.

Good things are just sugar.

Song Tingfan pinched the corner of his clothes with a little embarrassed expression and said timidly: "Sister-in-law, I don't work hard."

Maybe I think Lin Qiao is a little different today. When he packed the dishes, he looked at her carefully.

After Lin Qiao returned to her room, she began to search around to see if there was any private money in the original body.

Not long after, I found a wooden box under the bed, under a few pieces of rags, a small piece of silver, estimated to be half a tael, and dozens of copper plates.

It's pitifully few.

But it's better than nothing.

Although it was hot summer in the countryside, it was a little cool. Lin Qiaogang was lying on the bed and suddenly remembered that Song Tingfan should be sleeping with dead grass.

Originally, I had a bed at home, but later I sold it after I had no money.

The Song family is a hunter family and was originally in poverty, but Song Tingfan's brother Song Tingyi suddenly became seriously ill when he was fourteen years old. He said that it was a strange disease and spent a lot of money.

Later, Song Tingfan's parents had no choice but to win the news, so they said that Lin Qiao from the Lin family would be her daughter-in-law.

At that time, the Song family still had some money, but the eldest son of the Lin family broke his leg and asked for money for a doctor, so he agreed to the marriage.

The original body is actually not bad by nature and agrees to this marriage. As a result, Song Tingyi died the night before she entered the house.

Fortunately, the Song family is wise and did not say that she was abusing her husband, and even treated her very well.

Perhaps it was because Song Tingyi's death that had a great blow to the Song family, and his father accidentally fell to death after going up the mountain to hunt.

Losing his son and husband, his mother suffered one after another, and she was depressed and died soon after.

There is a key plot here: selling a bed. Selling a bed happened before being beaten, but it happened in Song Tingfan's sleep later.

The dream of selling a bed is very detailed, and Song Tingfan painted two villains on the bed.

It was carved by Song Tingfan's father.

At that time, this dream left a deep impression on her. Now I wonder if it was from this bed that Song Tingfan's mood had changed a little.

Thinking of this, she got up and turned over the cabinet, and took the only set of quilt left.

Song Tingfan's house is next to her. The Song family has three bedrooms, both big and small.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, "Dongdongdongdong..."

Without a response, she tried to shout, "Uncle, open the door and I'll give you a quilt."

There was no response in the end.

She watched the door without locking, so she pushed open the door. Under her dim vision, there was no one on the dead grass mat.

She was wondering where the person was going, and Song Tingfanfan's voice sounded from behind, "Sister-in-law."

This sister-in-law was like calling me. Lin Qiao was startled, "Ah." She instinctively took a few steps back, but when she hit the stool on the ground, she fell on the straw mat, "Oh."

The shoes fell off one side because they were loosely worn. Although the sky was gray, their fair feet were still conspicuous.

Song Tingfan saw it naturally, and his ears suddenly turned red. Then he turned around and stopped looking at her and stuttered: "Sister-in-law, are you okay?"

Lin Qiao was a little puzzled when she saw his actions, but she didn't think much about it. She put on her shoes and said, "It's okay, it's cold at night, let's put the quilt on it." She bent down and spread the quilt for him.

She paused for a moment and said, "Uncle, after a while, I will redeem the bed."

"Uncle, you go to bed early."

After she went out, Song Tingfan looked at the quilt on the straw mat and was stunned for a moment. His mind flashed through the man and woman hugging each other under the tree.
Chapter completed!