"How long does it take?" Lin Qiao glanced at the inner room and found that it was quite big.

The boss thought about it, "The day after tomorrow."

"Okay." Lin Qiao nodded.

"Does it matter whether it is possible or not, you have to reply to me. I can think of other ways." The boss was still a little worried about her and gave some more advice.

Lin Qiao promised: "Don't worry, I will reply to the boss the day after tomorrow."

"That's fine. If this is OK, I will only buy your pattern from now on and give you five hundred coins each." The boss gritted his teeth and put forward some conditions.

This is not easy.

That family is famously picky, and said that it was a relative who worked in the county government office and could not afford to offend him.

"Okay, I will do my best." Lin Qiao nodded.

Fangpa's drawing papers were replaced in total with one or two,020,000 papers, and the boss gave them readily, "I must give you an answer."

"Okay." Lin Qiao held the heavy silver, and a hint of joy flashed across her eyebrows.

Finally, my family has some financial resources.

However, after going to the pharmacy shop, half of the money in his hand was gone. Lin Qiao was not worried. She spent 100 yuan to buy some tonic materials and planned to buy a hen to stew it for Song Rong and Song Qinshi to nourish her body.

I bought a hen that weighed more than four kilograms of flour and two kilograms of pork. I didn’t have much money in my hand.

The backpack was filled with most of the basket.

Song Tingfan was a little heavy with his back, and Lin Qiao reached out to carry the backpack behind to reduce his gravity.

Song Tingfan turned his head and smiled, "Sister-in-law, no, I can carry it."

Soon he said, "Sister-in-law, you go back in the donkey cart, I will walk back soon."

Yi Gunzi spent so much money, and he was a little anxious. Grandpa must have to buy medicine. If he could save some money, he would save some money.

How could Lin Qiao let him walk back? This is not the character of a good sister-in-law. "Everyone goes back in a donkey cart, and it won't save this little money. Go back early to make dumplings."

"Sister-in-law, I'll be back soon." Song Tingfan moved his backpack.

Lin Qiao pulled him, "Be good, listen to my sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law, I walk very quickly..."

Before Song Tingfan could finish his words, Lin Qiao interrupted him with a smile, blinked her eyes, and half-jokingly said, "Can I fly?"

"No." Song Tingfan scratched his forehead.

"If you can't fly, just sit in a donkey cart with your sister-in-law."

"sister in law……"

"Uncle, if you say it, I will get angry. If you get angry, I will ignore you."

Suddenly, Song Tingfan didn't dare to say anything. He looked at her with delicate eyes, afraid that she would be angry.

Lin Qiao couldn't help but rub his head, but found that it was a little difficult, so she pinched his face instead, "I'm not angry."

After getting on the donkey cart, someone was bound to look at their backs. Fortunately, Song Tingfan covered it with vegetables.

It doesn’t matter to them. Almost everyone on the donkey cart is like this, and they are afraid that others will see what they bought.

The women were chattering along the way, and a man shouted impatiently, "Can you let someone sleep for a while? I have to go back and say it myself."

It suddenly became much quieter.

Lin Qiao gradually fell asleep, and when she woke up, she leaned on Song Tingfan's shoulder again. With the last time, she was quite calm this time.

She yawned and looked at the road ahead, and she was almost at the village.

Soon, the donkey cart stopped at the entrance of the village, and a group of puppies were screaming, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"I don't know where the puppy was thrown away. If I starve to death, it would be very unlucky." A woman said dissatisfied with a basket on her back.

"Eighty-mostly it was that family. His dog had a big belly a few days ago." Another woman glanced at the screaming puppy.

Song Tingfan looked at the puppy, he pursed his lips and stopped, "Sister-in-law, can you keep two dogs?"

Once you have a dog, no one dares to overturn the yard.

"Sister-in-law, I'll go to the mountains to find food for them, and I won't waste money."

Lin Qiao looked at him and then looked at the three puppies under the tree, "Young uncle, if you want to raise them."

It is a good thing for a villain to be kind, and she wants to train her to go.

"Thank you sister-in-law." Song Tingfan grinned behind his ears, and then stood beside the puppy, two yellow, one white, and one yellow-white.

Yellow and white dogs are the most beautiful, with dark eyes.

"Sister-in-law, which two do you like?"

Lin Qiao looked at it carefully, "Yellow-white, white."

"Okay." Song Tingfan carried one in one hand, and the two puppies screamed.

Lin Qiao helped to hold one, and reached out to comfort her twice.

"Oh, can you afford to feed the dog?" The woman in gray short-dressed clothes said sarcastically.

Lin Qiao: "..."

Are these women going to die if they don’t gossip for a day?

"It's nothing to do with you, so go back quickly, I'll starve to death." The woman's man disliked her goblin. She could say a few words about anyone's affairs, and was scolded every now and then.

And what happened to the Song family’s uncle and sister-in-law keeping two dogs? They don’t care about their business with ten.

"What are you scolding me? Why are you so confused by this vixen?" The woman thought he was helping Widow Song, and she cursed out in dissatisfaction.

Lin Qiao was speechless. What did she do? She did nothing.

And her man didn't look at her either.

“…”

Song Tingfan stared at the woman angrily.

The woman's man glanced at the people watching the fun, including men and women, among them, men who worked with him.

He was scolded by his wife, and he lost face. He raised his hand and slapped her, "What are you talking nonsense about, I'll give you a break sooner or later."

"Get out, if you don't go back, you'll get out of your parents' home."

The woman immediately shut up and followed her.

Lin Qiao: "..."

Violence works.

She felt a little happy for no reason, "Uncle, let's go home."

...

Song Family

Song Qinshi saw them each packing a dog, "Where are you going to hug?"

"Someone threw it away at the entrance of the village." Lin Qiao put the dog down, and the little white dog ran into the main hall and shrank.

As soon as Song Tingfan put down, he ran to the main hall, and the two dogs hurried in a bunch.

After watching for a while, Lin Qiao ignored them. It was already past noon and had to make some food out.

There was some leftover rice in the morning, enough for four people to eat, so I simply fry one meat and one vegetable.

After a few people ate, Lin Qiao started making dumplings after a while.

Song Tingfan washed his hands and kneaded the dough. Lin Qiao was working on the filling, chopped the lean meat of vegetables and stirred it with salt. Then he remembered something, put down the chopsticks, and pinched a few onion seedlings in the yard. They didn't grow very big and were still very tender. They broke with a slight pinch.

At this moment, the two little dogs were already in familiar places. They were probably scared by the hens trapped in the yard and kept screaming.

Song Rong gently kicked them away with his feet and asked them to go to other places to play.

"Grandmad, please go back to the house to rest, don't worry about them." Lin Qiao reminded.

Song Rong's spirit has improved a lot, and his face is not as thin as before, and he is somewhat similar to Song Tingfan.

He smiled and said, "Qiao'er, it's okay, go and do your business."
Chapter completed!