Lin Qiao laughed and bent her back, and the needle was a little unsteady. "I was so interesting when I was a child."

"It's interesting. He is the most childish for everyone. At that time, everyone shouted that everyone in the village liked it very much." Song Qin opened up, and he didn't have the restraint he had before, and talked about Song Tingfan's childhood.

The sun gradually fell, and when the boy arrived at the door, he heard the young woman laughing, "Young uncle is so scared?"

"When I was a child, I was very tiger-like. At that time, he was afraid that the jujube tree would be smooth. Once, he fell asleep on the tree and fell down and scared us."

"But he got up after he turned over and got up, nothing happened."

The old woman couldn't help laughing, and the young woman laughed out loud.

"Grandma." The boy shouted in shame, not letting her talk about the embarrassing things he had when he was a child.

Maybe he just smiled, Lin Qiao's face was still smiling, "Uncle is back."

Song Tingfan shouted shamefully and obediently: "Sister-in-law."

Lin Qiao stood up and went to the kitchen to bring him a bowl of water, and then asked, "What are you learning today?"

"When the Master taught us to write, do not do not do good because of small good, and do not do evil because of small evil."

The boy took the water and answered seriously. Then he said a little childishly: "Sister-in-law, it's so good to write."

Teaching the child the correct concept, Lin Qiao did not answer her immediately, but thought about it before touching her head, "It's difficult to write because it's important."

"Goodness is very important, uncle, are you right?"

"right."

The simple boy nodded in a daze. He opened his pure and clear eyes and seriously learned from it: "It's hard to write my sister-in-law's name."

"So sister-in-law is very important."

Lin Qiao: "..."

OK, that's what it means.

She smiled softly and said, "Sister-in-law is of course important to my uncle, and I am also very important to my sister-in-law."

It can be said that it is as important as life.

The boy didn't know what she was thinking inside, and his eyes lit up, and his sister-in-law said he was very important.

He was happy and wanted to make sure again, and said carefully: "Sister-in-law, is it true?"

"Really, my sister-in-law will never deceive my uncle." Lin Qiao said this without any guilt. She was not a lie. She was not a lie. This was called a perfect show.

Song Tingfan said sincerely: "Sister-in-law is also very important to me, and sister-in-law is the most important."

Seeing his serious appearance, Lin Qiao couldn't help but want to tease him. She glanced at Song Qinshi next to her, "Uncle, grandma will get angry when she hears it."

Song Tingfan hurriedly looked at Song Qinshi and hurriedly explained, "Grand and grandma are also important, but... they are not different."

"Why are the difference? Grandma is a relative, but sister-in-law is not?"

Lin Qiao didn't think much about it, and the child's ideas were very simple.

Song Tingfan couldn't tell what was different, but it was just different. His sister-in-law was like sprouts, sweet. He was very happy to see his sister-in-law every day.

He stuttered: "Sister-in-law, I mean..."

The villain stuttered as soon as he couldn't explain it. Lin Qiao laughed happily, and she stopped teasing him, "Sister-in-law knows, sister-in-law is going to cook, has the master assigned the homework?"

Seeing him nodding, she said again: "Go and write quickly, you will have pancakes to eat after writing."

Seeing that their uncle and sister-in-law got along well, Song Qin's face was filled with smiles.

It has been in the chicken stew pot for a long time. Lin Qiao uncovered it and poked it with chopsticks. The meat was stewed softly.

She took out the lean meat and chopped it into pieces, grabbed the semolina and mixed it. She didn't have much rice at noon, so she grabbed more.

Not long after, the dough cakes were baked in the pot, emitting a fragrance.

At this time, a voice came from the next door, and the Wang family came back from eating the mat.

Lin Qiao took out a bowl and put three meat pies in it, "Uncle."

Not long after he finished speaking, Song Tingfan ran in, "Sister-in-law, what's the matter?"

"You run slowly, there's no hurry." Lin Qiao gave him the bowl, "Take it to Wang Ami."

Suddenly I remembered something again, "By the way, ask if there is too much dry straw."

"good."

Song Tingfan sniffed and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Sister-in-law, the cake smells so good."

Lin Qiao smiled, teared a small piece down, blew it twice, and naturally fed it to his mouth, "Is it delicious?"

It is already her instinct to be reflexive to the villain.

Song Tingfan ate it slightly unnaturally, nodded under his sister-in-law's gaze, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "It's delicious."

"If you eat more delicious food, wait a moment, bring it to Mr. Wang and the others."

"good."

Song Tingfan took him to the Wang family. As soon as the Wang family entered the door, they saw him coming. The first person to speak was Old Man Wang, "Tingfan, what's wrong?"

"Sister-in-law asked me to give me a few cakes." Song Tingfan stood at the door and handed them to him.

"What are you sending? Keep it for yourself." Old Man Wang waved his hand with a smile.

"My sister-in-law said she wanted to give it to you." Song Tingfan stubbornly gave it to him.

My sister-in-law said that he would do it.

Old Man Wang had no choice but to accept it, "Thank you sister-in-law for your grandfather."

"No thanks, Grandpa, are there many dead grass stems?"

"Burn the fire? Yes, yes, I'll get you a stack. My family is worried about not being able to put it down." Old man Wang gave the bowl to a few grandsons and asked them to divide it by themselves. Then he brought two large bundles of dead grass to Song Tingfan.

"Can Tingfan get it? If you can't get it, I'll send it to you home."

Song Tingfan held his hands with his expression as if I could do it, "Grandpa, I can get it."

The straw was not heavy, and Old Man Wang didn't say anything. He remembered something and said, "What's the disease of your grandfather? Why are you so much thinner?"

"Wind and cold."

"Ah, you can't be careless about wind and cold. Do you want to buy medicine?"

"I bought it, my sister-in-law bought it for my grandfather."

"That's good."

When Song Tingfan left, Old Man Wang closed the door and shouted at several grandsons who were snatching the bowl, "The bowl has been broken, I don't see that I'm not alone and I have a stick."

Fearing that they broke the bowl, it would be difficult to return it to the Song family, he walked over and picked it up and handed it to Mrs. Wang, "Tingfan, his grandfather, was infected with the cold."

"No wonder this is like this, are you taking medicine?"

"I've done it, alas, I'll bring something to the door and see how many eggs there are in my house?"

“Twelve more.”

"Prepare it all for me, I'll take it to the Song family tomorrow."

...

Song Family

As soon as the food was put on the table, Song An came with the fried bacon, and Song Mei and Song Hao also came.

Lin Qiao hurried to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks, but she lost one bowl. She handed them her bowl, "Uncle, cousin, and cousin eat chicken."

"My brother and sister, no need." Song An was a little embarrassed.

Lin Qiao smiled and said, "Eat some, I originally left a bowl in the pot, and I thought I would send it to you later."

"Didn't the aunt come? I'll call my aunt to come and eat."

Song Wang treats them badly, and she still cares about her. Song An has less prejudices in her heart, "Don't worry about her, you can eat."

"Uncle, I'll go and shout that the whole family has a lively meal." Lin Qiao saw that Song An had changed her mind and raised her eyebrows secretly.

Song Mei grabbed her and said warmly: "Sister-in-law, my mother is full, she is already asleep."

Song Mei is beautiful and looks pretty in the village. Many people want to say they are close.
Chapter completed!