It was very late when I arrived in the village, but I could still see the road, and after Lin Qiao came down, the woman behind followed closely, probably not standing firmly, and immediately fell forward.

Originally, Lin Qiao and Song Tingfan could reach out to help, but neither of them had it, but Lin Qiao still waited for her to fall down and stretched out her hand to make a look.

The woman threw a dog and gnawed on the mud, and "ouch" several times.

Lin Qiao's heart was dark for a while, she secretly mocked with "worry", and said in a panic: "Auntie, your teeth are bleeding, you have to talk less these days, otherwise it will hurt." ”

Song Tingfan thought that his sister-in-law was caring about her, he pursed his lips and pulled her sleeve, "Sister-in-law, it's getting dark, let's go home quickly." ”

"Okay, Auntie, let's go first, you remember to find a Lang Zhong to take a look, don't leave anything wrong."

Lin Qiao pointed to the direction of going home "apologetically", and then left with Song Tingfan.

Halfway through, the young man looked like an old man and "reminded" his sister-in-law, "Sister-in-law, she is not good, you don't care about her." ”

Look how good her acting skills are.

Lin Qiao felt a little nervous in her heart, she pretended not to answer and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's not good, she likes to say bad things." Song Tingfan said seriously.

"Then I won't talk to her again."

Seeing him nodding, Lin Qiao couldn't help but want to laugh.

……

night

There was a fire in the house, Lin Qiao was packing up her clothes for Changzhou, and suddenly her vision darkened, she turned her head to look at the door, the young man's figure looked unusually long in the night, "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

The young man's hands hanging on his sides tugged at his clothes, "Sister-in-law, I want to sleep with you." ”

Hearing this, Lin Qiao didn't think much about it, and smiled, "Okay, go and bring the quilt." ”

Looking at his back, she was a little distressed, he actually didn't want much, that is, he had relatives who could treat him well.

The two didn't sleep in the same bed, and Song Tingfan made a straw mat next to the bed.

It wasn't cold this day, Lin Qiao didn't say anything, and took the pillow on the bed and gave it to him, "Sleep." After saying that, he continued to pack his clothes.

Song Tingfan watched her fold her clothes, a little flustered, he was afraid that his sister-in-law would not come back if she went, "Sister-in-law, when you come back, I will make you shrimp cakes to eat." ”

He wanted to go with his sister-in-law, but there was a grandfather and grandmother at home, and someone had to take care of the field.

"Do you know how to make shrimp cakes?" Lin Qiao glanced at him.

Song Tingfan nodded, "I learned it from Grandma." ”

"Okay, then I'll say in advance, I'm going to eat five shrimp cakes."

"I'll make twenty for my sister-in-law."

Hearing this, Lin Qiao couldn't help laughing, "Cheng, go to sleep, I'm going to be punished by the master again when I get up late tomorrow." ”

She suddenly remembered something, and said: "The money in the family is in the box under the bed, take whatever you want, don't save it, especially grandpa and grandma's body needs to be replenished, you buy chicken every once in a while and come back to stew." ”

"It's going to be hard for this time, uncle."

The nagging sister-in-law is similar to her mother, but it is a little different, Song Tingfan shook his head, "I'm not hard, sister-in-law, you eat better outside, don't lose weight." ”

At the end, he added, "Don't go down the alley." ”

"Okay."

Lin Qiao saw his worry, and she reassured: "It's going to be fine, Shopkeeper Li is also going, and I will follow them when the time comes, and I won't go alone." ”

She wasn't worried about something like Qinglou happening again, Ruyi Shop still wanted her to help, and she would definitely watch her.

"Sister-in-law, can you write to me?" The young man looked a little nervous and expectant, as if he was afraid that she would not agree.

"Okay." Lin Qiao was a little reluctant to him.

Sure enough, after being a person for a long time, I have some feelings.

……

Early in the morning, Song Tingfan got up, boiled four or five eggs at home, and then washed the last few smoked sausages and threw them into the pot to cook together.

When Lin Qiao got up, he had already packed the food, a heavy bag, she opened it and saw the smoked sausage crying and laughing, was she hungry halfway and gnawed directly?

"Uncle, don't smoke the sausage, keep it for you to eat at home."

"Yes, this tube is hungry." Song Tingfan sealed the cloth bag again and didn't let her take it out.

Song Qin agreed: "Qiao'er, take it and eat it on the road, Changzhou is so far away." "Speaking of the back, I am obviously a little uneasy.

Yesterday, I heard that she was going, and neither she nor the old man would let her, but Qiao'er said that she had to go with the owner, otherwise she would not live in the future.

Seeing their reluctance, Lin Qiao felt a little uncomfortable, "There is food on the road, don't worry, I'm such a big person, I will take care of myself." ”

"Grandpa and grandma, if you want to eat or lack anything, let my uncle buy it for you, and I told him where to put the money."

Song Qin shook his head and said: "We can spend a few silver coins at home, you can bring them all, it is convenient to buy something, the things over there in Changzhou are expensive, if your grandfather was young, a string of sugar gourds would cost ten yuan." ”

"I brought it, it's enough."

Lin Qiao told them for a while and went to catch the donkey cart, and Song Tingfan insisted on sending her to the entrance of the village.

When it was about to arrive, Lin Qiao wanted him to go back, turned her head to look, and found that his eyes were red, and her heart softened.

She coaxed: "My sister-in-law promises you that I will write a letter when I arrive in Changzhou." ”

Song Tingfan looked at it reluctantly, but still nodded obediently, "Okay." ”

Seeing that she was about to get into the donkey cart, he shouted, "Sister-in-law......"

Come back safely.

Lin Qiao touched his head soothingly, "Go study, read hard, I'm going to knock you on the head if you read it." ”

……

She had been walking for several days, and the grass in the field had already been pulled for a while, and at first the people in the village did not notice it, but after three or five days they did not see it and felt that it was wrong.

Later, it was found that Lin Qiao was not in the Song family, nor was she in the Lin family.

For a while, the village said that she ran away, went crazy, died, and all sorts of things.

Zhou Tiedan has been holding back for a few days, and he couldn't hold back at noon this day, and pulled Song Tingfan, who was going home to cook, "Your sister-in-law ran away?" ”

"Your sister-in-law just ran away!" Song Tingfan glared at him unhappily.

Zhou Tiedan smirked, "My sister-in-law eats glutinous rice at home." ”

"Where is your sister-in-law?"

"It's none of your business."

Song Tingfan didn't want to say more to him, so he walked out of the school with a cloth bag on his back, and Zhou Tiedan chased after him, "It's none of my business, I miss your sister-in-law ...... the cakes."

Before he finished speaking, he was glared at by someone and warned fiercely, "Don't think about my sister-in-law, or I'll beat you." ”

"Stingy, I'm not afraid that you will miss my sister-in-law." Zhou Tiedan grimaced at him, and then ran away for fear of being beaten.

Song Erjia

Song Qin was taking care of the vegetables in the yard, and when she heard the footsteps and looked up, she saw that it was Song Tingfan, she smiled and said, "Niu Niu, your sister-in-law has sent a letter back, and your Grandpa Zhou brought it back just now." ”

Suddenly, Song Tingfan was overjoyed, "Where is it, I want to see it." ”

"Grandpa picked up your house."

As soon as Song Qin's words were finished, Song Tingfan ran into the room in a hurry, looking at the letter on the table, he hurriedly opened it.

Uncle, I'm in Changzhou, everything is fine, don't worry.

It was just a dozen words, and he read it back and forth several times, and finally couldn't help but smirk.