It turned out to be a nightmare, Lin Qiao sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and patted his back gently, and patiently coaxed: "Don't be afraid, a dream is a dream, not a reality, uncle, don't be afraid, there is a sister-in-law for you to block." ”

"What's the nightmare? I told my sister-in-law that I wasn't afraid. ”

She simply thought he was having a nightmare.

"I dreamed of my sister-in-law...... My sister-in-law sold me and didn't want me anymore. ”

Song Tingfan was a twelve-year-old child, he was still uneasy and frightened, he looked at her worriedly, and said, "Sister-in-law, you won't want me, right?" ”

Compared with his anxiety, Lin Qiao's heart thumped violently, and he subconsciously thought of the scene in the dream.

The villain actually dreamed that the original body sold him!

Is this plot running for her death?

The fear in the dream swept over, Lin Qiao couldn't help but shudder, and soon she reacted and said seriously: "How come, sister-in-law won't sell uncle." ”

There is a debtor and a debtor, villain, you must not find the wrong person.

She's just a stuntman!

The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became, her butt was as hot as fire, but she forced herself to sit alone, she couldn't panic, she was just dreaming, and she could save it.

She began to beat a rake, and teased: "Uncle, in your heart, sister-in-law is like this?" ”

Hearing this, Song Tingfan felt a lot more down-to-earth, he quickly shook his head, and then blamed himself a little, his sister-in-law was very good to him, how could he think of his sister-in-law like that.

"No, my sister-in-law is very good in my heart."

"Really, sister-in-law, are you angry?" Speaking of which, I was a little panicked.

His clear and clean eyes looked at her, and he felt that when she was angry, he was going to cry.

"Angry, sister-in-law is angry, uncle, how can you coax me?" Although Lin Qiao said this, he had a smile on his face, and he knew at a glance that he was teasing him.

Song Tingfan suddenly bent his eyebrows, coaxed her a little shyly, and said seriously: "Sister-in-law, you are the best." ”

It's so foolish.

Lin Qiao snorted and laughed, "Sister-in-law is not angry." ”

"Uncle, get up and have dinner."

Hearing this, Song Tingfan was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the sky outside, it was already gray, and he estimated that the time had passed.

He patted his head in annoyance, "Sister-in-law, I didn't sleep for so long on purpose. ”

Before going to bed, he also thought about getting up early to help his sister-in-law with her work.

"It's okay, sleep more to grow taller."

Lin Qiao thought to herself that as long as she didn't want her life, let alone him sleeping, she could coax him to sleep.

……

Since Song Tingfan's nightmare, Lin Qiao has "paid more attention" to him than before, and asked him every day if he had any nightmares, and he hadn't had them for seven or eight days in a row.

Lin Qiao felt that she was too worried, and she should have asked Song Tingfan more about whether the scene of her nightmare matched with her dream.

It is possible that Song Tingfan had a shadow in his heart before, so he dreamed that the original body sold him.

If so, it's not a big problem.

It's just that after a few days, when she asked what she dreamed about, Song Tingfan would be a little confused.

On this day, after lunch, Song Tingfan, who was chopping firewood in the yard, glanced at the sister-in-law who was folding vegetables next to her from time to time, her delicate eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly, she has often done this these days these days.

He was worried about whether he was sick, so he pursed his lips and said, "Sister-in-law, are you feeling unwell?" ”

Lin Qiao, who was concentrating on things, didn't react when she heard his words at first glance, "Huh? What? ”

As soon as the words fell, the back of one hand fell on her forehead, and the scorching temperature made her brain clearer a little, and she looked worried about the villain.

She reacted in hindsight, "Uncle, I'm fine." ”

It's just scared.

Ahem, of course she didn't say the last sentence.

"Sister-in-law, please take a look at Langzhong." Song Tingfan is not at ease, his sister-in-law has been worrying about him recently, and he is afraid that he will have nightmares again.

"It's okay, my sister-in-law was thinking about the New Year's goods just now, and I don't know what to stockpile." Lin Qiao's face is not red and her heart is not beating every day.

Song Tingfan read her for a while and then didn't hesitate to believe it, and thought about it seriously, "Sister-in-law can stock up on whatever she wants." ”

Hearing this, Lin Qiao approached him a little and said, "What does the uncle want to eat, go to the sister-in-law to buy it." ”

For her approach, Song Tingfan moved back uncomfortably, and he stammered: "Sister-in-law......"

"I can do it, I can do it."

"All right? How about eating sister-in-law? Lin Qiao teasingly tapped his eyebrows.

Song Tingfan knew that his sister-in-law was teasing him, but he still shook his head and said seriously: "I don't eat my sister-in-law, I really don't eat it." ”

His simple and simple appearance amused Lin Qiao, his hand trembled, and the dish fell to the ground, and the words in his heart blurted out, "Uncle, you are like a little white rabbit." ”

As soon as the words came out, she realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly added, "Sister-in-law likes it." ”

This sentence rounded up to the ears of the young man that his sister-in-law liked him, and he pursed his lips shyly, glanced at her, and then looked at her.

"I like my sister-in-law too."

Lin Qiao smiled, didn't take it to heart, picked up the vegetables and continued to fold, and got down to business, "Uncle, tomorrow you will take a break, we will pick the vegetables to the town and sell them, and the dried fish from last time will also be sold." ”

She wants to try whether the spicy dried fish is good or not, and if it sells well, she can do business.

It's not a long time to make money just by drawing, she has to have money in her hand, at least if something unexpected happens, she may still have a chance to save her life.

In the dream, in order not to be found by the villain, the original body hid and hid, and there was no money on her body so that she could only pick up some rotten vegetables to wrap her stomach, and she dreamed of what the original body ate several times, and the picture was clearer than a magnifying glass, and she woke up retching for a long time.

Song Tingfan was just about to say yes, when a woman's voice interjected, "Happy events are coming, happy events are coming." ”

The matchmaker in the village came in with her ass twisted, although there was no matchmaker mole, but she was coated with white powder rouge, which was not ugly or good-looking.

As soon as she heard the word "happy event", Lin Qiao subconsciously glanced at Song Tingfan, and she didn't blame her for thinking so, a few days ago, a family secretly asked Song Tingfan a few words.

Facing her eyes, Song Tingfan scratched his sideburns uncomfortably.

Song Qin and Song Rong heard the movement and came out of the hall.

Mrs. Wang's lips were closed one by one, and her eyes were slit with a smile, "The Qian family in the town asked me to come to marry, marry you as a concubine, and the dowry will be twenty taels of silver." ”

This sentence was obviously said to Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao, a theatergoer: "......"

Song Tingfan's handsome face stiffened, and Song Qin's and Song Rong's faces were not very good.

Mrs. Wang said to herself: "The Qian family sells grain, and Widow Song, you don't have to worry about food when you get married." ”

"The Qian family said that as long as you marry, they will give your uncle's family fifty catties of rice every year."

Speaking of this, she paused and laughed quietly: "If you give birth to a big fat boy to the Qian family, the Qian family will give you a shop, and a shop is worth at least one hundred taels of silver." ”

"Although the Qian family is in his fifties, he is in good spirits, and it is no problem to have sex."

"Widow Song, when are you going to get married......

Before she could finish speaking, an angry voice interrupted her, "You go out!" My sister-in-law doesn't marry! Don't marry as much as you give! ”

The boy picked up a broom and blasted her out, looking a little fierce when he was angry.