Watching a group of men and women pouting their butts and concentrating on catching rabbits, Lin Qiao couldn't help laughing, touched her stomach with her hand, and whispered: "When you come out, so many uncles and aunts will play with you." ”

"Caught, caught, ouch, run again!!"

"I'll go, why don't you let it go again, chase it, chase it."

"Can you big men do it, can't we come."

"Blame us, it's not that this rabbit is too cunning."

Song Ling jumped to his feet and shouted, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy......"

His jumping feet was a little funny, and Lin Qiao, the "stepmother", smiled unkindly, "Go and help him catch it, if he runs away, I'm afraid I'll cry for a few hours again." ”

It's an exaggeration, but it's also telling the truth.

Song Tingfan nodded, and then strode over, probably because he had been hunting all year round and was familiar with the rabbit's behavior, and after a while, he caught the rabbit's hind legs.

Song Ling ran over and jumped happily, "Daddy, you're so amazing." After saying that, he took out the rope and asked him to tie it.

Song Tingfan smiled, took the rope, tied it carefully, and finally tied the other end to Song Ling's hand.

Unexpectedly, the rabbit was frightened, and suddenly brought it forward, and suddenly fell forward and crawled.

Song Tingfan's face changed, and he strode over to pick him up, "Where did you fall?" ”

How can a child not wrestle, Song Ling clapped his hands, his eyes crooked, "Daddy, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt." ”

"Manhood doesn't hurt."

Song Tingfan looked at his palm carefully, except for some red, there was nothing else, he breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and said in a low voice: "Manhood also hurts." ”

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, I'm a man, so it doesn't hurt." Song Ling didn't know what he meant, and shook his head happily.

He saw Lin Qiao coming, "Mother, am I a man?" ”

"Yes." Lin Qiao didn't worry much, and it was nothing if the child fell.

"Look, Daddy, I'm a man."

Song Ling saw the other children, "Dabao, wait for me, I want to play together." ”

"Come here, we'll wait for you."

The children are all from other places, probably at the behest of their families, and they are very good to Song Ling.

"Daddy, I'm going to play, and I've practiced big characters." After Song Ling finished speaking, he led the rabbit and ran away.

Before Lin Qiao could say a few words, he had already run away, but fortunately, there were adults around, and he was not too worried.

The foundation of her yard has been laid, and Lin Qiao doesn't know what it is like to build, so she counted it, and there should be four or five rooms.

The yard is very large, basically half of it, Lin Qiao was puzzled: "Is this the yard?" ”

"Hmm." Song Tingfan was afraid that she would fall, so he put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Plant peony flowers and build a swing frame." ”

"You like to eat a soup pot, and then put a soup pot stone table."

It's all built according to her preferences, Lin Qiao said that it was fake not to be moved, but she wouldn't say no like other women, she put her foot and kissed him, and blinked her eyes, "Xianggong, you are so good." ”

Although Song Tingfan did not show that he liked the title of Xianggong, he liked it very much in his heart and liked it in his dreams.

"Shout again."

"That's not good, I'll get tired of shouting too much, men like freshness." Lin Qiao glanced at him.

didn't hear the word "Xianggong", Song Tingfan pursed his lips, seemed to be a little sullen, he said in a low and aggrieved voice: "After getting married, you have to call Xianggong." ”

"You don't call me daughter-in-law every day." Lin Qiao smiled.

Song Tingfan was silent for a moment, "You don't like it." ”

When he saw other people calling his daughter-in-law, the woman's family was very happy, and when he called her, she was only stunned.

"When did I say I didn't like it? I...... Ahem, I just ...... Shy. ”

Lin Qiao was still a little embarrassed when she said this, seeing that his pupils were dilated, she said confidently: "No one has called my daughter-in-law before." ”

She patronized her career in the past few years, and she didn't have a boyfriend, so she showed favor to her when she met someone who looked good.

She didn't dare, she always felt that others wanted to fire CP with her.

Song Tingfan never dared to ask her if there was a husband in that place, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Seeing that he was stupid, Lin Qiao glanced at him angrily, "What's the matter, it's not allowed yet?" ”

"Hmph, if you can marry me as a daughter-in-law, you have accumulated great virtue."

"Daughter-in-law, I will definitely be good to you." Song Tingfan approached her closely.

Lin Qiao snorted twice, "Dare to treat me badly, let you be a bachelor for the rest of your life." ”

"It's not good for you, I ......"

Before Song Tingfan's "poisonous oath" was spoken, he was covered by a soft hand, and the woman's voice said, "Don't talk nonsense, God doesn't open his eyes again." ”

Yes, if God opens his eyes, there will be no unjust souls.

She held his hand, "I saw an osmanthus tree over there that day, you accompany me to pick some, I kind of want to eat osmanthus cake." ”

The doctor said that she tried to eat as little as possible, and she had endured it for a long time, but she was really a little greedy.

Song Tingfan hesitated a little, but he was shaken in his heart when he faced the woman's pleading apricot eyes, "Don't eat too much." ”

"Okay." Lin Qiao immediately nodded, and at the same time raised his hand to assure.

After picking most of the basket of osmanthus flowers, as soon as he arrived at home, Song Tingfan entered the kitchen, and the door was closed from the inside to prevent Lin Qiao from entering the kitchen.

Lin Qiao had no choice but to sit in the yard and eat the fruit, listening to the crackling sound of the kitchen, she craned her neck to look, but she couldn't see anything.

"Qiao'er, it's okay, Tingfan will do this."

Song Qin smiled and said, "Let him do these things in the future, don't be embarrassed, she should do it." ”

She paused and whispered, "If you don't let him do it, he won't feel comfortable." ”

Lin Qiao also saw this, he was thirsty last night, got up and drank a glass of water, and woke him up.

After pouring water, he sat on the edge of the bed and muffled himself.

She didn't understand it at the time, and at first she thought he was sitting and doing something, but she didn't move for a while before she felt that something was wrong.

After asking, he laughed, and as a result, he was even more sullen.

It took a while to coax it.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile, "Let him do it." ”

He's afraid he's not happy to be the first to stop working.

"Just let him do it, eat more fruit, eat well." Song Qin saw that she had finished eating the fruit, so he took another one for her.

Lin Qiao couldn't eat it anymore, so she took it and gave it to Fu Niang, who shook her head and said hoarsely: "You eat." ”

She's been getting better lately and can say a few words once in a while.

"I can't eat, my aunt will help me share some of it." Lin Qiao smiled and took her hand and stuffed the fruit for her.

Hearing this, Fu Niang hesitated for a moment before picking it up and eating it, looking like she was helping to eat.

It was not early, Song Ling had not come back yet, Lin Qiao got up and went to the door to look, a group of children were still playing crazy on the dam.

Song Ling took off his gown, and jumped and jumped with the rabbit in his hand, his little face flushed.

She raised her eyebrows, and she didn't bother him, she just let him play happily, and if she yelled when she could practice big characters, she would hit him in the palm of his hand.

……

Dusk is approaching

A group of children smelled the fragrance of osmanthus and stood at the door of Song's house to probe their brains, "Ling'er, the pastries made by your mother are so fragrant?" ”

Song Ling sniffed and shook his head, "It's not my mother's doing, it's my father's doing, and my mother's cooking is more fragrant." ”

He glanced at them, "I'm going to ask Daddy for a few pastries for you." ”

Afraid that they would think he was stingy, he explained seriously, "My mother has a younger sister, so I want my mother to eat first." ”

"Wait for me, I'll get it."

In the kitchen, pastries are just loaded into plates.

Song Tingfan glanced at Song Ling who came in, then fetched water into the wooden basin and motioned for him to wash his hands.

"Daddy."

After Song Ling finished shouting, he obediently washed his hands, looked at the pastries, and said tentatively: "Daddy, can I take a few pastries?" They all want to eat, and I'll give them a little. ”

Hearing this, Song Tingfan frowned, he didn't have the habit of being good to others, so he wanted to refuse when he opened his mouth, but in the face of the child's cautious look, he pursed his lips, "Take it." ”

Song Ling was overjoyed and compared three fingers, "Daddy, I'll just take three pieces, and give the rest to my mother." ”

"It's okay, take it." Song Tingfan picked up two pieces and put them in another bowl, and then motioned for him to take them.

Seeing this, Song Ling took two more pieces, "Daddy, you squat down." ”

Song Tingfan didn't know what he was going to do, but he still squatted down, and suddenly there was a touch of warmth on his cheeks.

"Thank you, Daddy."

After the child finished speaking, he jumped out.

Song Tingfan in the kitchen was stunned, subconsciously raised his hand and touched his cheek, and his heart softened.

Thank you Daddy......

As soon as he looked up, the woman's smiling face crashed into his eyes, and he stood up, "The osmanthus cake is ready." With that, he handed her the bowl.

Lin Qiao stretched out his hand to take it, and after taking a bite, he kissed it while he was not paying attention, "Thank you, Xianggong." ”

Apparently overheard his conversation with the child.

Song Tingfan looked at her straight and said in a low voice: "Don't say thank you, otherwise you'll ......"

Probably wanted to say something threatening, but didn't know what to say, Lin Qiao just wanted to say something, and heard him say, "I won't make you osmanthus cake again." ”

The man's expression was serious, not like a joke at all, Lin Qiao couldn't help laughing and pinched his face, "Why are you so milky." ”

"It's like a little milk rabbit."

Fierce.

Don't make osmanthus cakes, can this threaten people?

She thought about it, laughed again, and cooperated: "No thanks, no thanks." ”

……

Probably because there were many people, the house was built in a month or two, not only the house was built, but the road was also repaired, until the village entrance was half a mile out.

cough, this is not for the benefit of the village, but for the fear that Lin Qiao will not be able to walk with her body in her arms.

The end of the year is approaching, and the snow is falling, and the snow has accumulated a thick layer.

Lin Qiao, who was pregnant, couldn't even go out of the house, so she honestly sat in the hall and took care of Song Ling practicing calligraphy.

She knocked on the table, Song Ling stopped the pen, compared the book, looked at his own words again, and found that he had written an extra stroke, he hurriedly crossed out the word just now, and wrote the correct word below.

It's been practicing for more than an hour, and he wants to play, "When will Daddy come back?" ”

Lin Qiao didn't know what he was thinking, "I've thought about it today, and I've made five wrong words." ”

"Mother~" Song Ling said coquettishly with a little face.

"Unless you look like your father, I won't be soft-hearted." Lin Qiao knocked on the table twice more and motioned for him to hurry up and write.

Song Ling's mouth froamed, "Mother, you don't have me in your eyes, it's all Daddy." ”

"It's good to know, my eyes are full of your father." Lin Qiao didn't want to fight with him, this kid was very verbose, so he followed his reply.

"Daddy, my mother is bad, it's only you, not me." Song Ling looked at the door.

Lin Qiao was stunned for a moment, followed his line of sight, and Song Tingfan, who was dressed in cotton clothes, didn't know when he was standing at the door.

She coughed, "Go and pour your dad a cup of warm water." ”

"Okay." Song Ling went obediently.

After he left, Song Tingfan approached, bent down and kissed her, his eyes were full of joy, "You can move over tomorrow." ”

"Got it?" Lin Qiao moved half of the stool to him.

Song Tingfan nodded, stretched out his hand and put it on the top of the stove, waited for it to be hot, and then took her hand, "More than twenty people are here." ”

These days, a lot of people have come one after another, and the village of thirty or forty people has become a village of nearly two hundred, and it has been expanding outward.

Lin Qiao thought for a while and said: "It's a good thing, they have a place to stay, but there are many people, there are many rights and wrongs, you see who is more reliable, and the village chief will deal with it." ”

"Zhou Tiedan is unwilling." Song Tingfan naturally thought of this, and told Zhou Tiedan a few days earlier.

Zhou Tiedan refused.

It's not that Zhou Tiedan can't do it, but that General Village is different from other villages, and these people are all coming for Song Tingfan.

Except for Song Tingfan, no one can manage this village.

Hearing this, Lin Qiao patted him on the shoulder and blinked, "Village Chief Song." ”

He doesn't have anything to do left and right, he will get tired of going around her all day long, go out for a walk, do errands, and be in better spirits.

With Song Tingfan's temperament, he definitely didn't want to care about these things, but there was no one to choose, so he could only acquiesce.

Soon he glanced at her twice, "I will accompany you every day." ”

"Long-winded, long-winded, long-winded, long-winded."

"Hmm."

……

In the afternoon, the snow stopped, and many people began to shovel the snow.

As soon as Song Tingfan took the shovel, a group of people knocked on the door and walked in, holding shovels and baskets in their hands.

The man at the head explained with a smile: "Let's pass by by the way, general, you go and rest, we'll be fine in a while." After saying that, everyone began to shovel.

Which is by the way, it is clearly intentional.

Song Tingfan stood in place for a while, came back to his senses and looked at them, in the cold winter snow, his hands were naturally stiff, and a few men secretly rubbed their hands.

He pursed his lips, then went into the kitchen to boil hot water, boiled the water and put it in the teapot.

Finally, I put it in the hall, and looked at the people outside the courtyard, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.

Lin Qiao sat in the hall, naturally did not ignore the man's expression, she smiled lightly.

The heart that was full of holes was still warmed.

Inexplicably a little sour.

She got up and walked over, ignoring the presence of everyone, took his hand, and encouraged him, "Say, it's nothing, just like me." ”

Facing her warm eyes, Song Tingfan's hand tightened slightly, his feet moved back a little, and he quickly paused again.

He looked at the people outside the courtyard again, some shoveling snow, some picking snow, some directing, and some ......

Someone's got it......

He's not an unlucky man who has been abandoned......

After a while, the man's hoarse voice said, "There is hot water in the hall, come in and drink." ”

When the words fell, the people in the courtyard all looked at him, their eyes were full of kindness, and the man in the gray jacket said honestly: "General, you don't care about us." ”

"Yes, this little bit of work can be done in a few clicks."

"More generals."