Lin Qiao shook her head, "No." ”

She paused and explained carefully, "The village chief has issued two halves of silver, which is enough. ”

"Tingfan still needs money to study, and your grandfather also needs to heal, what is enough."

"Enough, I'm doing embroidery to make some money......"

Before Lin Qiao's words were finished, Li Guifen interrupted her, "You are out of my belly, I know how much you can earn, don't be reckless." ”

actually felt "disgusted", Lin Qiao: "......"

She is also a million-dollar actor a year.

is going to act, and according to the previous salary, it is also thousands.

Well, the script of this dog day is not paid, and it is fatal.

……

A pound of meat and a cloth bag were placed under the green vegetables, and there was a tael of silver in the cloth bag.

Lin Qiao was inexplicably a little complicated, and after a while, the silver was put into his arms.

I will return it when I find it.

Afraid of the meat, she put it in the water tank and froze it to prevent the rats from stealing it, and she covered it with a wooden lid.

The main house was cleaned up until noon, and Lin Qiao didn't clean it up anymore, so she went to the kitchen to cook.

Before cooking, the small stove was raised and Song Rong's medicine was boiled, and gradually the whole kitchen was filled with the unpleasant smell of Chinese medicine.

Song Qin glanced at Lin Qiao several times, for fear that she would have a strong taste of medicine, but she didn't, and from time to time the chopsticks turned over the medicinal materials.

Seeing that the medicine was almost boiled, she picked it up and poured it into the bowl, and when she put it down, she accidentally touched the edge of the pot, and immediately let go of her hand, and then shook it twice.

One of the young men came in from outside the door and said hurriedly: "Sister-in-law, are you okay?" ”

Originally, Lin Qiao was fine if she threw it twice, but the villain came back at this time, and of course she would not let go of the time that made him "distressed".

Her tears came as soon as she said it, her eyes were shining, and she looked obviously in pain, but her mouth said, "Uncle, I'm fine." ”

The little rabbit was fooled, and he blew his head down several times, then opened the salt shaker and dipped some salt on her fingers.

He said sullenly: "Sister-in-law, be careful. ”

"Okay, next time sister-in-law pay attention." Lin Qiao nodded.

Thanks to the salt, the scalded fingers were fine at the time, and after a while, they blistered, which was not serious.

Lin Qiao glanced at her fingers a few times, thinking that the retribution for deception came so quickly.

"Qiao'er, come, I'll stab you." Song Qin took a needle and came over, and the blister was pricked to get better quickly.

Lin Qiao: "......"

Song Qin walked in and said, "It's so good to stab." ”

The needle was a little paused, Lin Qiao was so painful that her tears fell uncontrollably, she would really not act, it was really painful.

"Sister-in-law...... Grandma, light, sister-in-law hurts. Song Tingfan was so anxious that he was at a loss.

Song Qin lowered his head and blew, "The water has come out, it's okay." ”

Her fingers were red, and Lin Qiao scolded herself with tears and tears that this was retribution.

After a while, my hand didn't hurt anymore.

The pheasant outside the house was calling again, and she said, "Uncle, this pheasant can't be fed, I've lost weight in the past two days, do you think it's sold or killed?" ”

Song Tingfan's gaze moved away from her fingers and glanced outside the courtyard, "Sister-in-law just decides." ”

"That's it, then kill the stew and make up for Grandpa's body." Lin Qiao poured water into the pot, and said as he did it: "Will Uncle kill?" You won't kill me and ask Uncle Wang next door for a favor. ”

"Sister-in-law, I will, cut your neck and bleed, it's very simple."

The young man nodded solemnly, and Lin Qiao subconsciously touched his neck.

"Then uncle, go ahead."

Her tone was a little light, Song Tingfan thought she didn't believe it, he pursed his lips and picked up a kitchen knife to catch the chicken.

Don't look at his usual shyness, he is really quick to kill chickens, probably because of his hunters.

The young man raised his head and said with a somewhat shy expression: "Sister-in-law, the chicken is killed." ”

"Well, Uncle is really capable." Lin Qiao touched him commendatorily.

was praised by his sister-in-law again, Song Tingfan grinned, "I'll go scoop boiling water and pluck my hair." ”

Song Rong hasn't moved for a long time, he stood next to him and taught Song Tingfan to pluck his hair, how to pluck it quickly, Song Tingfan is smart and studious, and he can understand it at one point.

Song Tingfan, who had finished plucking his hair, subconsciously wanted to see Lin Qiao, but when he saw her bending over to make the dried vegetables in the dustpan, he was a little disappointed that he didn't come.

My sister-in-law didn't watch him kill chickens.

Lin Qiao didn't know the complex and simple psychology of the young man, she smiled and said to Song Qin's family: "Does grandma know how to make pickles?" ”

Song Qin's farmer was born, and pickles will naturally be made, "Can you do it, do you want to make pickles?" ”

"I want to learn."

"Then grandma teaches you, it's okay to learn, and you can live better with Niuniu in the future."

"Grandma, you're wrong, it's not two people, it's four." Lin Qiao paused with a smile, glanced at Song Tingfan, and half-jokingly: "There will be a few more people in a few years." ”

Song Qin and Song Rong both looked at Song Tingfan, and Song Tingfan's ears were red with shame.

He, he, he...... He ignored his sister-in-law.

"In a few years."

Song Qin's loving look at Lin Qiao, her pretty face was like a flower, she was too guilty of being a widow, she hesitated for a moment and said, "Qiao'er met the right ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, the boy suddenly interrupted him, "Grandma, help me scoop some water." ”

Song Tingfan lowered his head and didn't look at their reactions, he knew what Grandma said, but he didn't want to...... I don't want my sister-in-law to remarry.

He can raise his sister-in-law for a lifetime.

At this time, the teenager just wanted to keep his sister-in-law.

Lin Qiao didn't hear Song Qin's words clearly, and didn't care, so he answered, "I'll scoop it." ”

After scooping a few scoops of water in the kitchen, I heard Song An's voice, "Dad, mother." ”

She hurriedly went out with water, and saw that Song An's family of four came, but looking at Song Wang's expression, she knew that she was reluctant.

She placed the basin next to Song Tingfan.

Song Wang glanced at the pheasant a few times, "Yo, have you hunted a pheasant?" No wonder I don't go to my house these days, and it's good to eat behind closed doors. ”

"If you're blind, your uncle is protecting you, I'll just say, what conscience does the little rabbit cub have."

Song Tingfan was so angry that his face turned red, but for the sake of the uncle, he didn't fight back.

"Auntie, you are an elder, I shouldn't contradict you, but you can't scold the uncle."

Lin Qiao was weak but protective of Song Tingfan, she explained in a low voice, "Grandpa is not in good health, so we just killed the chicken and stewed it, and just now the uncle was still talking about bringing a bowl to the uncle." ”

"The eldest aunt scolds people indiscriminately, isn't it ......"

Song An glanced at Song Wang's and motioned for her to settle down, Song Wang's "snorted", and then glanced at Lin Qiao, "What are you pretending?" He's not a good guy. ”

Lin Qiao: "......"

She's not a good person, but she can act.

She lowered her head and her eyes were red, as if she was a little sad to be reprimanded by her elders.

Song An couldn't stand it anymore, and said fiercely to Song Wang's tone: "If you don't want to stay, go home." ”

Usually, the Song Wang family didn't come to Song Er's house when they were killed, no, I heard the people in the village say that Song Tingfan and their sister-in-law took the old couple back to live, and said that Song Rong was sick.

According to the temperament of his own man, he must be soft-hearted and want to take it home.

She didn't agree, and the original division was much less than that of the third family.

She snorted and said no more.

Song An watched his father lose weight like this, and the eyes of a big man were red, and he said uncomfortably: "Dad, what's wrong with you?" ”