Song Tingfan shook his head without a second thought, being sensible and saving for the adults, "No need, we already have enough."
Madam Tingfan had been waking up early and going to bed late these days, which was exhausting.
"No way, little brother must accept it, otherwise I’ll buy you clothes and shoes," Lin Qiao wouldn’t miss the chance to show concern for a villain, she feigned a slightly stern look, as if she’d get angry if he refused.
Song Qin, understanding Lin Qiao’s intention, was always willing to buy things for the juniors, she said lovingly, "Niu Niu, just tell your sister-in-law what you want, and just do better next ti."
Lin Qiao nodded in agreent, "You see, granny said so."
Facing everyone’s eyes, Song Tingfan scratched his fingers and thought carefully, finally saying quietly, "I want to eat the dumplings made by sister-in-law."
In fact, he loved everything she cooked.
"Sure, I’ll go get so at now."
Lin Qiao agreed with a bright smile, then went back to the room to grab so Silver Coin and picked up a basket, ready to go out, catching a glimpse of the boy standing silently, watching her.
The aning was obvious; he wanted to go with her.
"..."
She thoughtfully asked, "Little brother, do you want to go?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Tingfan imdiately responded, "Yes." Then he walked over to take the basket from her hand.
After the two went out, they didn’t cross the river as usual. The wooden bridge had frost and was slippery. A few days ago, an old woman from a family fell into the river ditch, luckily not hitting the rocks.
They took a detour around the vegetable garden, which added another half-hour, finally reaching Wu’s house.
They happened to catch Wu bringing in a new pig to slaughter. Many were waiting nearby to buy pork, and Mrs. Wu Luo greeted them warmly into the yard, "Madam Tingfan, Tingfan, here to buy at?"
"Yes, Uncle Wu brought another new pig? Business is really good," Lin Qiao nodded.
Speaking of business, Mrs Wu Luo couldn’t stop smiling, but she said, "It’s okay, about the sa as usual."
"How many pounds are you buying this ti?"
Lately, the Song’s second family bought dozens of pounds of at, heard from others in the village that they’re selling smoked at and fish in the town, making quite a bit of money.
"Buying two or three pounds of fresh at for dumplings."
"Oh, then I’ll get you so good lean at chunks, by the way, how did your little brother do in the exams?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao looked at Song Tingfan with satisfaction, feeling a bit like a proud "mother," "He did well, that’s why we’re buying at to make dumplings to reward him."
Song Tingfan was good at studying, everyone in the village knew, Mrs. Wu Luo enviously said, "Tingfan is so obedient, my little son nearly drives crazy, after a year of studying, he can’t recite a thing."
"Still young, in a year or two he’ll be sensible," Lin Qiao subtly glanced at her belly.
Mrs. Wu Luo, although in her thirties, her youngest was only seven or eight, heard so gossip before, saying she might be pregnant again.
In this place, there’s no protection against such things, if pregnant, you give birth, each household had about three or four siblings, so even had seven or eight.
Lin Qiao felt lucky to have beco a widow here, and still a widow without a wedding night, imagining being in a wife’s role with husband and all, haha, the thought was "lovely."
Mrs. Wu Luo waved dismissively, not wanting to ntion her son, "Even in a year or two, even if he were Tingfan’s age, he wouldn’t be as sensible as him."
"Now everyone envies you, Tingfan is really promising, in the future as an accountant, that would really earn money."
Feeling that Song Tingfan was indeed promising, she knew they didn’t really envy her, as a widow, Lin Qiao was clear about it, she smiled modestly, "Little brother is promising."
Their conversation gathered many won around, who started talking and praised Song Tingfan for a while, then began discussing who was getting married soon, including Zhang Dong, who was getting married the day after tomorrow.
So won, expecting to see a spectacle, asked Lin Qiao if she would go to the Zhang Family’s wedding feast.
Lin Qiao wouldn’t let them watch a play for free after all these years, she responded normally, "If invited, of course I’ll go to the village feast."
Zhang Family hadn’t invited her, it wasn’t that she wouldn’t go.
By saying this, when Zhang Dong got married, these gossiping won wouldn’t say she avoided eting Zhang Dong.
She seed so natural, others said nothing, Mrs. Wu Luo didn’t want to offend Lin Qiao, after all, she still hoped she’d buy more at in the future, pointed to the killing pig, "The pig’s been slaughtered."
A group of people then went to weigh pork.
Lin Qiao didn’t rush, there’s plenty of at from such a big pig, turned her head and noticed, not seeing Song Tingfan, she looked around.
Nobody there.
Just as she was about to ask soone if they had seen him, saw a young man in a crescent-colored jacket, holding a bunch of wintersweet flowers, running in.
Seeing him approach, she curiously asked, "Little brother, where did you get these?" reaching up to pick off the wintersweet petals stuck on his side hair.
Song Tingfan touched his nose unnaturally, "There’s so wild wintersweet flowers behind the yard."
Then he cautiously asked, "Sister-in-law, do you like wintersweet?"
No wonder she slled the wintersweet scent as he approached, Lin Qiao nodded, "I like them, wintersweet flowers look nice."
Hearing that she liked them, Song Tingfan smiled broadly, "Then I’ll pick so more to bring back later."
Almost as if he’d pick the wild wintersweet bare.
Lin Qiao couldn’t help but laugh, "That’s enough, pick more when they’ve blood more."
On the way back with the at, they encountered Tie Dan and his little sister Zhou Baoying playing soccer.
Zhou Baoying, about eight or nine, likely inherited the round face from the Zhou Family, her face was round, probably played for a while, with clearly flushed cheeks.
Her round eyes wide open, looking at Song Tingfan, sweetly called, "Tingfan brother, co play."
Lin Qiao looked back and forth with interest between Song Tingfan and Zhou Baoying, initially finding them quite a cute pair, like rabbits.
A wife cultivated from a young age is very nice!
Well, a bit creepy.
Zhou Tiedan was still upset with Song Tingfan over the glove incident, his sister-in-law refused to make them, his brother even said he bullied his sister-in-law and wanted to hit him.
Hmph, brother didn’t hit him, but parents did.
He didn’t bully, it’s just that his sister-in-law wasn’t "nice," wouldn’t even make a pair of gloves.
She said she couldn’t make them, couldn’t she learn from Song Tingfan’s sister-in-law?
Alright, his sister-in-law just wasn’t as capable as Song Tingfan’s.
Thinking of this made him a bit frustrated, suddenly ca to him, grinned and called, "Hello, sister-in-law." then looked provocatively at Song Tingfan.
He wasn’t going to obey Song Tingfan’s rule of not calling her sister-in-law, he insisted on it.
Instantly Song Tingfan pressed his lips together, she wasn’t his sister-in-law.
The child greeted well, Lin Qiao naturally responded, "Hello, Tie Dan." recalling sothing, she took two candies out from her sleeve and handed them over, "Share with your sister."
They were sweet candies.
Zhou Tiedan’s eyes lit up, grabbing them, his voice beca even sweeter, "Thank you, sister-in-law, you look really nice today."
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