"Sister-in-law is not delicious, but the dumplings are delicious." Lin Qiao couldn't help laughing and joked casually.

"Sister-in-law is delicious..." Song Tingfan realized that he was wrong and quickly changed his words: "The dumplings made by his sister-in-law are delicious." After saying that, his face turned red with anxiety.

Song Qinshi and Song Rong were amused, and their old faces were full of wrinkles.

After dinner, Lin Qiao heated up the water and asked the two old men to wash and rest. She watched them enter the house before going back to the kitchen and said to Song Tingfan who was burning fire: "Uncle, go to bed quickly."

"Sister-in-law, aren't you sleeping?" The boy under the spark reflected the pretty face of the woman's black pupils.

Lin Qiao took out the chili and garlic that she bought next door in the afternoon and peeled it in the afternoon, put it on the cutting board and cut it, "Sleep later, let's get the pickled fish, and it will be very good to smoke."

"Uncle, go to bed quickly."

After saying that, she thought of something, she looked up at him, her tone slightly heavier, "Uncle, you are not allowed to make things up tonight. If I find it again, I will hit you."

My sister-in-law would be very fierce, but Song Tingfan was not afraid before. My sister-in-law was so fierce because she cared about him. He pursed her lips and raised her, "Sister-in-law, I won't do it anymore, I'll take a break."

"Sister-in-law, I'll wait for you to sleep together."

Lin Qiao said while cutting, "No need, I'll finish it in a while. Go to bed quickly. If you can't sleep, close your eyes and think about what the Master taught you."

"Sister-in-law, I'll help you." Song Tingfan came out stubbornly again. He got up and looked at the fish in the basin and said, "Sister-in-law, I'll cut the fish in half so it's easy to pickle."

Lin Qiao knew that it would be useless for her to say anything else, so she had to let him, "Okay, cut the skin of the fish."

Song Tingfan cut one, "Is this the case for my sister-in-law?"

"Yes, my uncle is so awesome." Lin Qiao praised him without thinking.

Song Tingfan felt a little embarrassed, and Yu Guang glanced at her and his face gradually opened.

I don’t know when it was marinated, but I only knew that I could hear the sound of two little puppies in the yard.

Lin Qiao shook her hand, "These two dogs are so comfortable." She rubbed her waist while speaking, and she felt a little sore.

"Sister-in-law, your back hurts? I'll squeeze it for you?"

Song Tingfan was afraid that she would not believe that he would pinch his waist and shoulders for Grandpa every day."

"Then uncle helps me pinch it." Lin Qiao didn't think much about it. Her waist was indeed a little painful. It started a few days ago. She originally thought it would be cured soon, but she still did.

I guess I was scurvy that day and my waist was flashing.

Song Tingfan reached out and pinched her waist. It was so soft, different from Grandpa's, and he suddenly paused.

Lin Qiao felt that her waist was weak and asked in confusion, "Uncle, what's wrong?"

"No, no..." Song Tingfan hurriedly lowered his head. He hesitated for a moment and gently pinched it.

The palms gradually became as hot as fire.

He really didn't say it was fake. The pinching method was really comfortable. Lin Qiao felt that the pain on her waist was much better, which probably had something to do with his hot hands.

Sure enough, young and angry.

After half a quarter of an hour, Lin Qiao yawned and said, "Uncle, don't pinch it anymore. It's almost done. I feel no pain before."

Song Tingfan withdrew his hand and did not dare to look up at her.

His face turned red.

...

In the past three days, there have been many people in the village, almost selling fish. The fish that was originally worth two cents per pound turned into one cents per pound, but they were all sold.

But Lin Qiao doesn't seem to make much sense. She spends several hours walking every day, and even the one with the largest number of fish pounds can only earn more than fifty cents.

It’s better to keep it at home to eat.

But these are not her concerns. She smoked fish and dried shrimps at home these days. The fish has been dried, but the shrimps have not been dried thoroughly yet.

After a while, she was turning over shrimps with chopsticks in the yard. There were almost two hundred shrimps, and only a small dustpan was dried.

The knock on the door sounded.

Lin Qiaoxun looked over and said, "Sun's second sister-in-law."

It is the daughter-in-law of the second wife of the Li family across the river.

Usually, the two families rarely contact each other, but they are also in contact.

Li Li stood at the door and smiled, "Sister-in-law Tingfan, go to my house for lunch, and the child is full moon."

This was the first person in the village to call them to eat the mat. Lin Qiao was surprised, but her face was not obvious. She smiled and nodded, "Okay."

"Then you must come." Li Li didn't say much, she had to inform the next one.

When she left, Song Qinshi, who was a square pi in the main hall, whispered dissatisfied: "The Li family likes this. They don't usually have contacts, and they like to notify the whole village as soon as the family holds a seat."

In the Li family opposite the river, basically no one went to their house to have a meal in the past decade.

Only collect and not return.

I have been paying back the gifts these years, but they are not much better than before. They give him ten cents, but he gives him five cents.

There is no such reason. You have always been able to return gifts, either flat or more, or less. Only unethical people can do this.

Lin Qiao heard this and said, "I'll ask if Mrs. Wang or the others are going. If you want to go, go together. If we don't go, we don't want to go."

In fact, the Song family’s gifts are like being wasted, unless Song Tingfan gets married or the two old friends hold their birthday.

If the former is normal, there are still three or four years left, while the latter has seven or eight years left.

"Ask, it's okay to go there. Don't give too much, and you can't take back the gift." Song Qin nodded. She rang something and said, "Qiao'er, I'll go with you in the town. I'll pull some cloth back to make clothes for you."

"I forgot my memory. My grandma, I will buy it tomorrow, you don't have to go." Lin Qiao forgot to pull cloth and make clothes.

Song Qinshi smiled and shook her head, "Qiao'er doesn't understand the materials. Some materials have other things added to them, and they are not worn or warm."

Lin Qiao really didn't understand the material, so she nodded after thinking for a while, "Grandpa is also here. Isn't there a temple fair in the town these days? Let's go and have a fun."

Song Rong's health has improved a lot and he is not shaking much. Now he is no problem standing for a while.

"Your grandpa won't go." Song Qinshi knew she was kind, but she didn't want to bother her. She was already tired enough.

Song Rong nodded in agreement, "I'll just chat with you, Grandpa Wang, don't worry about me."

"Grandma, grandma." Lin Qiao looked at them seriously, then blinked, "I won't listen."

Song Qinshi and Song Rong were amused, and Song Qinshi smiled and said, "You kid!"

After talking for a while, Lin Qiao got up and went to the Wang family to ask questions. Old Woman Wang was taking care of her grandchildren in the yard. When she heard her words, she sighed dissatisfiedly, "I'm going, Cui'er got married and gave her two words. I really don't want to leave the gift of the Li family."

"She came to call you?"

Seeing Lin Qiao nodding, she said again: "I'm so crazy about money. You haven't received his gift letter and asked me to tell you not to go."

"But it's annoying to not go. Old Mrs. Li is so terrible. If you don't go, you will probably have to talk about it in a mess."

Her voice lowered a little, "The Wei family didn't go to the last year. Old Woman Li talked about the Wei family everywhere, saying that the Wei family was poor or something. Later, the Wei family was so angry that the two families even had a broom to do one."

Lin Qiao raised her eyebrows secretly. There were all kinds of weird things in the village. She thought about it and decided to follow the two words so as not to say anything.
Chapter completed!