Song Tingfan was still a little unhappy. Lin Qiao snatched his palms and coaxed him, "Honeyone."

Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan got much better and stared at the last three words.

Lin Jingyi.

The real name of the wife turned out to be Lin Jingyi.

Good sound.

"Jingyi."

He suddenly shouted, and Lin Qiao hadn't reacted yet. After a while, she "coughed" and said, "Don't call this name, it always feels weird. I haven't heard anyone call me for many years."

Only her is cheaper and her parents will call you.

Song Tingfan seemed to have discovered something happy and approached, "Jingyi's wife."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She couldn't stand it anymore and pushed him away.

Song Tingfan quickly threw the red cloth on the tree, hung it steadily on the branches before chasing him. He smiled and said, "Wife."

"Jingyi's wife."

Lin Qiao held it in for a while, and finally she put it in three words, "Little Stubborn Bull."

Song Tingfan: “…”

He said softly: "Don't call this."

Lin Qiao smiled and shook her head, "Little Stubborn, Ah Mi said you are just a little Stubborn, stubborn and awesome."

She paused and said, "I still like to play with mud."

When Song Qin was alive, he would tell Lin Qiao about Song Tingfan's childhood whenever he had nothing to do.

"Wife! Don't say it anymore."

Song Tingfan minded this very much. He was three years younger than his wife and hated her wife regarding him as a child.

Lin Qiao found fun, "Little stubborn cow, little stubborn cow, little stubborn cow..."

"Little Stubborn Bull" got angry and suddenly came down to kiss her, admitting, "You talk about it, I'll kiss you again."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She can't play with him now. She has been so good all these years and has forgotten to use her mind.

After glanced around, she looked at people here from time to time, and her face turned red and she ran forward shyly.

The two of them bought some food and started queuing. There were quite a few people burning incense in this temple. They had been waiting for an hour, and half of them were still there.

When Song Tingfan saw her shaking her feet from time to time, "I won't be able to do it anymore, I'll come again tomorrow."

"No, I'm half of it." Lin Qiao yawned.

The next moment, Song Tingfan squatted down and "Come up."

"No need, get up quickly." Lin Qiao reached out and pulled him.

Song Tingfan was also stubborn. After a while, Lin Qiao still let him carry it on her back. She closed her eyes and ignored the others.

OK, it's comfortable without standing.

After a while, the woman in front of her also wanted her husband to carry her back, so she pulled his sleeve.

The middle-aged man glanced at her and finally whispered: "I can't bear you." He felt very aggrieved after speaking.

Lin Qiao couldn't help but move the corners of her lips, and held her laughter, then opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her.

The man didn't tell any lies, and the woman in front was at least about 140 kilograms.

The woman was unhappy when she heard this, "I think I am fat? I have given birth to a baby for you. Before I got married, I was thinner than her."

"I don't. I think you are all thinking about it all day long." The man explained stupidly.

"I'm thinking a lot, why do I think a lot?"

"Wife, I'm wrong, I'm wrong."

The speed of admitting mistakes was comparable to that of Song Tingfan. Lin Qiao's eyes returned to Song Tingfan's side face, raised her hand and touched his earlobe, and whispered: "My husband, I like you the most."

Song Tingfan turned his head suddenly and rolled his throat, "Wife, tell me again."

Lin Qiao raised her eyebrows, "How much money is given?"

"I'll give it to you." Song Tingfan looked at her with a gaze, as if he wanted to listen again.

The couple in front seemed to hear the conversation between the two and looked back frequently. Lin Qiao was not embarrassed, "I said I like you the most."

"I remember." Song Tingfan couldn't help but grinned.

The two of them had a relationship, but they didn't say anything at once, and they didn't know how long it took to arrive.

Lin Qiao took the incense and knelt on the pudding pad and kowtowed three times.

When she got up, Song Tingfan had not yet gotten up. He clasped his hands together, was very pious, and then kowtowed three times hard.

Seeing his eyes turned red, Lin Qiao left the hall and pulled him to the side, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Song Tingfan shook his head.

Lin Qiaocai didn't believe that he was not good at all. After thinking about it for a while, he knew that he must have thought of what happened before.

She reached out to hold him, "Honey, let's go."

After a while, she said again: "When we get home, we will re-appoint a marriage contract, using Lin Jingyi's name."

"Really?" Song Tingfan couldn't believe it.

"Well, but you are not allowed to call me Jingyi's wife." Lin Qiao gave him an angry look.

"Wife, I want to shout, I'm afraid that I will forget what you call when I get old." Song Tingfan said seriously.

Lin Qiao: "..."

She compromised, "Scream, where will this go?"

"Go shopping and buy whatever you want."

"A native tycoon."

The two went to the street behind, and the stalls on both sides basically bought bracelets, Ping An Fu and the like.

The fortune teller probably had no business, so he stopped the two of them, "Master, Madam, let's calculate the horoscope. I see that your seal hall is bright, and your appearance must be a harmonious sound of the zither and the children and grandchildren."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She glanced at Song Tingfan's forehead and couldn't see it light, "No need."

"Please count it, madam, let me open a photo."

"Forget it."

Lin Qiao had no choice but to say the names of their birthdays, and she was talking about Lin Jingyi.

Mr. Bazi took a pen and made up on the paper for a long time, looked at Song Tingfan, and then looked at Lin Qiao, "Your Bazi is one that is surprisingly good and the other is surprisingly bad."

"Master, don't blame me for telling the truth. Your horoscope should be a fate with many disasters and difficulties, and most people can't suppress it."

"Fortunately, your wife has a good fortune and just happened to be suppressed by you."

"It's not bad to combine. There are children and daughters, and the couple is harmonious. I'll count on you. There's only a comfortable life."

Unexpectedly, there were two more fortune tellers. Lin Qiao was about to say something, but he said again: "You have a happy event this year, it should be your grandson/grandson coming."

"Congratulations to the master's wife first."

Song Tingfan said "yes", then took him a tael of silver, "No need to find it."

Yes, he took over his wife's fate.

Mr. Bazi's pupils dilated, "Thank you, Master."

After walking away, Lin Qiao hugged his arm, and she smiled, "I'll be ready to hold my grandson when I get home this time."

Song Tingfan said "yes".

At this moment, a tender voice came from the front, "Sister-in-law, wait for me."

"Okay, okay, wait for you."

A young woman in the distance was holding the hand of a five or six-year-old child and walked forward...

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My uncle is here to say goodbye to everyone. I am very grateful to the little cutie who has been chasing the newcomer. It’s your uncle who has come to this point. Thank you.

I'm a little sad inexplicably, okay, see you for the next book.
Chapter completed!