Chapter 272: The Villain, He Murders Me Every Day (Thanks to Alina for the tip)

The first reaction in Song Tingfan's mind was that his sister-in-law said that she had something to do with someone else that day, and he had never seen her happy with anyone else except Zhang Dong over the years.

His hands hanging on his sides subconsciously tightened, and finally said in a normal tone: "Well, I'm going to get married." ”

Zhang Dong, who was "carrying the pot", glanced at the young woman next to him, and finally squeezed out a smile, "When the time comes, we will go to the field to pick vegetables, so we will go first." ”

"Daddy, go, go, fly." The child's round eyes are bent into crescents.

"Okay, good, Feifeifei."

Zhang Dong ran up quickly, making the child giggle.

Zhang Dong except for Ma Baonan, the rest is still successful, alas, the regret of the original body can only be regretted.

Lin Qiao felt sorry for the original body, but in the eyes of the man, there was still affection, and he said bluntly: "Go home." With that, he left.

The inexplicable emotion made Lin Qiao stunned for a moment, although she probably knew that she was jealous, but she was still a little confused.

She didn't say a word to Zhang Dong from beginning to end, and she didn't look at him a few times.

She had forgotten the lie that she was not a yellow flower girl.

Back at home, Song Qin's family was peeling dried peanuts and used them for wedding banquets.

Although I don't know how many families have come back, the Song Qin family still prepared a lot, they got married once, and it was okay if they couldn't finish eating, so they kept their own family to eat slowly.

Lin Qiao washed her hands and sat down to help peel them together, "Grandma, don't peel too much, not many people come." ”

"Peel more, if we can't finish eating, we will eat it ourselves."

It is estimated that people are in good spirits on happy occasions, Song Qin's wrinkled face is ruddy, and his eyes are not as cloudy as before.

She looked at Song Tingfan, who was sitting next to Lin Qiao, and saw that his face was tense, thinking that he was uncomfortable going to the grave, she sighed slightly in her heart, and said: "Are the red quilts ready, is your room used as a wedding room, or is it Qiao'er's room?" ”

Lin Qiao's room was the main house, which was bigger than the other rooms.

Song Tingfan looked at Lin Qiao, Lin Qiao met his gaze, "......"

I agreed to the fake marriage, and it was nothing to let me have a house.

"My room, my big one."

"Okay, that girl, your house can't be inhabited recently, I'll go and clean up the miscellaneous room, you sleep in Tingfan's house, and Tingfan goes to sleep in the miscellaneous room." Song Qin didn't ask Song Tingfan what he thought, and he knew that he would agree.

Lin Qiao asked Song Tingfan to sleep in the miscellaneous room, "Grandma, I just sleep in the miscellaneous room, the bed in the miscellaneous room is too small, he falls asleep and squeezes it." ”

"There are too many things in the miscellaneous room, it's hard to move them out, so I sleep on the floor." Song Tingfan is telling the truth, he has recently bought a lot of things for marriage, all of which are in the miscellaneous room.

Song Rong nodded in agreement, and said hoarsely: "Nacheng, let your grandma shop be thicker when the time comes." ”

Lin Qiao's words were held back, and then Song Qin's and Mrs. Fan's husband were laughing and talking about getting married, and what dishes to make.

……

In the afternoon, someone in the village said that Niu Er was arrested, and the Niu family was in a hurry, and finally the old man Niu went to the door of Song Er's house with some eggs.

Lin Qiao brought him a bowl of water, and although the old man Niu looked eager, he said in a loving tone: "Good boy." ”

After he took a sip, he looked at Song Tingfan, and it was a little difficult to speak, "Tingfan, I heard that my bastard went over the wall and entered the shop to steal your things, how much money was stolen, and I gave it back to you, can you tell the pavilion chief about it?" ”

Song Tingfan didn't reply to him directly, and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa Niu wants him to be like this all the time?" This will only fuel his unhealthy tendencies. ”

"In the past few years, the border has been stable, there will be no war, and his life will not be in danger."

mentioned Niu Er, the son of evil, the old man Niu was angry and painful, he saw that Niu Er was sincere to Widow Song, so he asked him to mention it himself, but he didn't expect to mention it, but it ruined Widow Song's reputation.

He only found out when Lin Han rushed to the door angrily, and he panicked when he was angry and beat Niu Er hard.

The heart of the evil son is actually good, but it is out of tune and disgusting.

He sighed heavily, "Ting Fan, it's not that Grandpa doesn't want to, it's that this son of a son is really out of tune, and he won't obey discipline." ”

"The barracks will have a way to train him, and I can send him to my acquaintance, and I will take care of him for a few points." Song Tingfan still didn't let go, he wouldn't let go, Niu Er couldn't stay in the village, at least he had to wait for his sister-in-law to go to Lunancheng with him to live.

The man was no longer stammering when he lied, Lin Qiao glanced at him, glanced at him again, and "tsk" several times in his heart.

The bigger you are, the more dishonest you are?

Old man Niu felt that Song Tingfan had a good heart, and his son of law had done something bad, and he was willing to help him, "If this is the case, it would be better, Tingfan, your kid has a really good heart." ”

If you can let the son of evil reap his temperament, it is not a bad thing to go to the frontier for a few years.

After thanking him again and again, he left.

Not long after he left, Lin Qiao went to burn paper for the elders of the Lin family, and there were many graves of the Lin family, from Lin Han's grandfather and grandmother, father and mother to the eldest uncle and third uncle......

Burning from this mountain to that mountain is no less than walking from the entrance of the village to the town.

Back at the Lin family, Lin Qiao's legs were sore, and she sat on the stool and didn't want to move, Lin Ping and Lin An, the two little guys, helped her pinch her legs, and called her little aunt sweetly.

Lin Qiao gave the two of them a "hardship fee" of five cents, and joked: "Xiaoping and Xiao'an will definitely love their daughter-in-law in the future." ”

Lin Ping already knew what his daughter-in-law meant, he was not shy at all, "Hehe, I love my daughter-in-law very much, more than my little uncle." ”

Obviously I haven't seen it, and I said that it hurts more than my little uncle, Lin Qiao was curious: "Have you seen your little uncle hurt?" ”

She just wanted to know how Lin Ping thought Song Tingfan was good to her.

"I've seen that my little uncle is kind to my little aunt, and I bought a lot of snacks and piled them up in my grandmother's house." Lin An replied quickly.

Hearing this, Lin Qiao couldn't cry or laugh, which ones were snacks, it was estimated that they were used to entertain people, she stretched out her hand and pointed at his forehead, "It's delicious, I'll catch some of it later." ”

Lin An's face was full of laughter, "Little aunt, you are so good." ”

Li Guifen, who was shining shoes and muddy, listened to the words of a few people, and said with a smile: "Don't give it to them, your mouth is going to bubble, I get angry when I talk about it, and they don't know who it is, they drilled a hole under the bag to steal food, if I hadn't been caught, it would not have tasted good." ”

Hearing this, Lin Qiao laughed so much that her stomach hurt, why are these two children so funny, she deliberately teased them, "If your little uncle knows, he will definitely spank you." ”

Unexpectedly, Lin An and Lin Ping shook their heads in unison, like rattles.

"Uncle I won't."

"No, my uncle won't."

"Why not, he's fierce, he murders me every day at home, and he cries me." Lin Qiao teased them with a serious expression.

"Little aunt, you lie, my little uncle won't kill you, my little uncle is good, every time I see my little aunt, I smile." Lin Ping was skeptical.