Looking at her back, Lin Qiao felt sothing was odd, but couldn’t quite pinpoint it. Soon, her gaze fell on Song Tingfan, "Bend down a bit."
Song Tingfan pressed his lips tight, holding back the joy that wanted to break free. He bent over, almost the sa height as her, their eyes t, and his heart once again raced.
Now it’s just like beating a drum.
Zhou Tiedan said that when you like a girl, your heart beats like a drum.
He liked his sister-in-law.
He wanted to be with her day and night, even if it ant getting a beating.
"Sis, who do you want to hire to turn over the soil?"
Lin Qiao was focused on the sweat on his forehead, not noticing his burning gaze, she raised her hand to wipe his forehead gently, answering as she wiped, "Isn’t there still a piece of wasteland at the back? I want to turn it over and plant so peach trees or the like, so I don’t have to buy petals everywhere in the future to make pastries."
Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan didn’t think much, he imdiately took the responsibility, "I’ll do it."
He knew he couldn’t earn much silver coin to support them, so he could only do more work.
Apart from working, he didn’t know what else he was good for.
"Does the young uncle have multiple bodies? Doing both leveling and digging the ground?"
"I level the ground during the day and dig at night."
"Doing this might hurt your back."
Lin Qiao, upon saying this, imdiately thought about the naughty jokes the uncles were telling this morning.
Ahem, she didn’t an it like that.
Just as she was about to say sothing to change the subject, she heard the young man stamr in reply, "Alright... alright."
Lin Qiao certainly knew he ant turning over the soil and leveling the ground, but she still went off on a tangent.
"Alright but not alright, young people shouldn’t wreck their bodies."
Whether it was because she was thinking about it wrongly, or sothing else, it seed that everything said now felt a bit improper.
She simply changed the topic, "Why did you co in? Want so water?"
"No..." Song Tingfan hurriedly nodded after he spoke, stamring, "Yes, yes, yes..."
He didn’t co for water, just wanted to see what his sister-in-law was doing.
His silly look made Lin Qiao burst into laughter, "Is it yes or no?" She said as she poured him a bowl of water.
Not knowing how to respond, Song Tingfan just held the bowl and gulped it down, a few gulps and it was gone, "I’m going to work."
As soon as he stepped out, Li Guifen ca in, grinning at Lin Qiao with a knowing smile, but Lin Qiao was puzzled, "What’s up?"
"Nothing much, just checking on you, Tingfan is really hardworking, even helps with the road leveling."
Li Guifen recently liked to praise Song Tingfan at every chance, Lin Qiao couldn’t help but laugh, "Hmm, why don’t you and Dad have another daughter, ahem, introduce her to the young uncle."
Li Guifen was stunned for a mont, and then blushed, "What are you saying! Your dad and I are too old for that."
"Still young though."
"Stop talking nonsense! I’ll swat you, so unruly."
Lin Qiao was chased out of the yard by Li Guifen, eventually hiding behind Song Tingfan, Li Guifen, worried about her falling, called out, "Don’t run, you might fall."
"Mom, don’t hit ." Lin Qiao blinked her eyes.
It had been a long ti since her daughter played around with her like that, Li Guifen laughed heartily, teasing, "When have I ever hit you? You’re so grown up, still acting like a kid, get back, or you’ll get heatstroke."
Song Tingfan grinned beside them.
...
Li Guifen went ho and told Lin Han about their daughter asking them to have a sister, and Lin Han chuckled, "The daughter is right, if we were to have a child, definitely a beautiful girl like her sister."
"Just like your daughter’s cheeky mouth."
"Of course, that’s my daughter, heh heh, though she’s a lot prettier than I am, takes after you."
"At this age, still sweet-talking."
"What’s age got to do with it? With my physique, I could handle seven or eight grandsons, granddaughters, and great-grandchildren."
Lin Han patted his chest in assurance, Li Guifen glared at him, "The great-grandchildren aren’t even a thought yet!"
"No rush, wait till Tingfan is a couple years older, then the daughter won’t see him as the young uncle anymore." Lin Han wasn’t worried, Tingfan was quite handso, girls always liked handso ones.
Back when he plucked up courage to propose just because his wife was pretty.
"I’m not in a hurry, really, two more years and our daughter will be seventeen, can’t compete with the young ones." Being a woman, Li Guifen had more thoughts, and added, "Tingfan is not bad either."
True enough, Lin Han couldn’t think of a good solution, "But we can’t force the daughter to marry Tingfan, can we?"
Li Guifen gave him a look, "You should praise our daughter to Tingfan more often, and I’ll praise Tingfan to our daughter."
"Is it working then?"
"No, the daughter just sees Tingfan as a younger brother."
"..."
"The daughter is single-minded like you."
"How am I single-minded? Back then, I even gave you a hairpin."
"That hairpin of yours was ugly, I didn’t have the heart to tell you."
"Weren’t your family into hog slaughtering? I gave you a hairpin shaped like a butchering knife, totally unique."
"Oh, co on, who would wear such a thing?"
"You don’t appreciate things, humph, I won’t talk to you anymore, I’m off to the fields, stay inside or you’ll bake alive."
"Take your straw hat."
...
Mrs. Song wasn’t giving up, the next morning while Song An and Song Hao, the father and son duo, went hunting in the mountains, she brought a few people to Song’s second family to check on Lin Qiao.
Mrs. Song thought Lin Qiao and the others were unwilling probably because they hadn’t seen him, once they saw him they’d surely agree.
This relative who sells dicinal materials was really nice, if her daughter were interested, she’d have matched her up with him.
At the ti, Lin Qiao was feeding the chickens with chicken feed, while Song Tingfan was chopping wood nearby, Song Qin and the others were shelling dry peanuts in the main house.
Upon hearing the commotion, everyone turned towards the door, seeing Mrs. Song and her companions, they instinctively understood the situation.
Mrs. Song was afraid they wouldn’t recognize a good thing, so she spoke first, "This is Ye Zhi, Lin Qiao co over and say hello."
The young man Ye Zhi, at first glance, wasn’t bad looking, not burly or sloppy, rather cultured.
No wonder Song An thought of introducing them. Lin Qiao glanced at him, casting a side glance at Song Tingfan, ahem, but the villain’s looks were still superior.
If soone as good-looking as the villain ca along, she’d "reluctantly" check him out once.
She didn’t respond to Mrs. Song, reluctant to play along.
Song Tingfan, axe in hand, stood in front of Lin Qiao, his expression very serious, "Aunt, what are you doing?"
"Didn’t I tell you yesterday, hurry up and let your sister-in-law say hello."
Mrs. Song gave him a disapproving look and then introduced to the people beside her, "This is my second brother’s house, the yard is quite large, though not much silver coin, so the dowry might not co through."
"Don’t talk about dowries first, look at the person, if hardworking, it’s alright." The speaker, a woman, should be Ye Zhi’s mother.
Seeing that Mrs. Song wanted to lead them to the main house, Song Tingfan blocked the way, looking fierce, "Not allowed in, this is my ho."
"You brat! What are you doing? Get out of the way! It’s a good match."
Previously, Mrs. Song could easily push Song Tingfan aside, but this ti she couldn’t drag him away despite trying hard, leaving the Ye family confused, Ye Zhi’s mother asked, "What’s going on, didn’t you tell us?"
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