Li Guifen didn’t expect her to say that and was montarily speechless. After a while, she raised the spatula and pretended to hit her, "What’s this about being soone’s concubine? Nonsense! Your father and I would never let you be anyone’s concubine."
"Exactly, mom and dad love the most," Lin Qiao couldn’t help but laugh.
Hearing her say that, Li Guifen felt sowhat pleased and teased, "I’m not asking you to be Tingfan’s concubine."
"Mom, enough already. Stop thinking about Uncle, go consider soone else’s family instead."
Lin Qiao deflected her attention and added, "Tingfan said he’s going to help find soone."
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Guifen’s voice suddenly raised, "What did you say!"
Lin Qiao’s ears hurt from the loudness, "Mom, calm down."
Li Guifen hurriedly asked, "When did Tingfan tell you this?"
"Not long ago, it’s that girl’s brother. He should be nice, otherwise, Uncle wouldn’t have ntioned him," Lin Qiao said as she helped carry dishes to the table.
"The girl’s brother?"
Just a mont ago, Li Guifen was about to explode, but her expression now looked peculiar as she glanced at her daughter. This girl was a bit slow.
Just like her father.
She imdiately grinned, with a aningful expression, "Not afraid he’s too young for you?"
Lin Qiao: "..."
Just as she was about to say sothing, a shadow fell over her. She looked up to see a man carrying two buckets of water coming in.
Not sure if he heard their conversation, "Uncle, why didn’t you call ? I could have gone with you to fetch water, so you wouldn’t have to make two trips."
The water tank at ho required four buckets to fill.
"No need, I’m at ho," Song Tingfan glanced at her and, seeing her wearing the clothes he had given, his expression softened considerably.
Li Guifen squinted and smiled from the side. Lin Qiao didn’t know what she was smiling about, and then went to scoop water for Song Tingfan to wash his hands.
Li Guifen placed the bowls and chopsticks on the table, "You two eat while it’s hot. Daughter, give Tingfan so at; this is thigh at, it’s delicious."
"Mom, all you care about is Uncle now, I’m not happy."
Lin Qiao picked two pieces of lean and fatty at for him and said, "Eat more."
"Alright, you’re grown, stop competing with Tingfan."
Seeing Song Tingfan pick out several pieces of lean at for Lin Qiao and place them in her bowl, Li Guifen couldn’t stop smiling, yet she said, "Tingfan, don’t spoil her. The more you spoil, the lazier she’ll get."
"It’s fine, she can rest if she wants; I’m here." Seeing Lin Qiao eating, Song Tingfan only then picked up his bowl to eat.
Upon hearing this, Li Guifen felt more and more satisfied with him. If her daughter remarried, no one would be better for her than Tingfan, and no one would accommodate her more than him.
Take Lin Han, he treated her quite well, but never helped her with the laundry, at most, he would just hang the clothes.
Lin Qiao caught her mother’s expression as if she wanted to devour Song Tingfan and couldn’t help but laugh.
Song Tingfan glanced at her; although he didn’t know what she was laughing about, the corners of his lips lifted as well.
After the rain, business at the shop wasn’t great, with not many people around, so Lin Qiao followed Song Tingfan to check out the repairs at the shop.
The repairs were already halfway done.
The foreman ca over with a smile to inform them of the situation, "Boss, Lady Boss, the wall over there might need rework, and the inner wall inside needs so attention too."
Song Tingfan nodded, "Go ahead and do it. Calculate the cost and let know."
Initially, upon hearing herself called Lady Boss, Lin Qiao wanted to explain, but after hearing Song Tingfan’s acknowledgnt, she kept her mouth shut.
This wasn’t the first ti he hadn’t explained; she was slightly puzzled.
The two left the shop half an hour later. Just as Lin Qiao was about to head to the noodle shop, soone grabbed her wrist. She turned to see a handso man, "What’s up?"
While speaking, she glanced at the hand holding her wrist; cough, why was the villain so handsy now?
Song Tingfan naturally withdrew his hand, "Didn’t you say you wanted to buy sothing?"
Thinking for a mont, Lin Qiao rembered what he ant, "Okay."
She thought for a while, maybe so jewelry and clothes, "Let’s go to Baochai Shop."
Song Tingfan nodded.
The street was busier than before. The two were pushed apart by the crowd, leaving so distance between them. Seeing that they were about to be separated again, Song Tingfan instinctively grabbed her hand and pulled her closer.
An old woman, blocked by them, gave him a dirty look, "If you want to hold hands, do it at ho, why do it in the street?" she said while skirting around them with her basket.
"There are so many people, let’s walk along the side," Lin Qiao suggested.
Lin Qiao tried to pull her hand away, but after trying a couple of tis and not succeeding, she was stunned. Just then, a man’s deep, strong voice said, "I’ll hold onto you so you won’t get lost."
"No worries, I know the town well."
"Mm."
Lin Qiao heard his "mm" and saw he hadn’t let go, "..."
Alright, holding hands it is. They’ve held hands before.
But before, it was she who held his hand. Now it was his turn to hold hers, and it felt a bit different.
Like...
Like a little wife.
Cough, cough, alright, at her age, she should be considered an older wife.
As the crowd thinned, before she could say anything, Song Tingfan let go.
After walking a bit further, Lin Qiao casually asked, "Uncle, why don’t you explain?"
"Explain what?" Song Tingfan looked down slightly at her, the girl’s complexion was normal, but he knew she was probing him.
Believing she was acting naturally, Lin Qiao said, "The misunderstanding that we’re a married couple."
"What’s there to explain?"
His righteous response left Lin Qiao thinking, right, nothing to explain?
She quickly realized the need to clarify; they weren’t husband and wife, and it could affect his reputation.
"I know you don’t care, but if people say unpleasant things, and you want to marry, it’ll surely upset your wife."
Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan seriously replied, "I care."
Lin Qiao went "hmm?" without understanding his words.
But Song Tingfan didn’t continue and instead looked at a nearby shop, "We’re here."
Seeing them at the entrance, Baochai Shop’s owner warmly ca out, "Lady Song, what are you looking for?"
Having ordered noodles from Fan’an Shop before, naturally, he recognized Lin Qiao.
Her distraction broken, Lin Qiao shifted her focus, "Looking for won’s jewelry, my uncle’s planning to propose."
Upon hearing this, the owner glanced at Song Tingfan and chuckled, "Your uncle’s back? He’s quite the catch."
Lin Qiao smiled back.
The owner brought out the latest silver jewelry, "Here are hairpins, bracelets, earrings. Most people buy hairpins or bracelets. Which do you fancy?"
Lin Qiao didn’t really intend to buy these; she just wanted sothing substantial to convey sincerity, "Owner, I’m looking for sothing heavier, about four to five taels."
"That heavy? Well, that’s expensive, at least five or six taels of silver."
Surprised by the demand for such heavy jewelry, the owner quickly continued, "Just happen to have two bracelets; see if they suit you."
Lin Qiao nodded, "No worry about the cost. My uncle’s only getting married once."
While fetching the jewelry, the owner chuckled and echoed, "Your uncle’s lucky to have a sister-in-law like you."
"It’s who’s lucky to have an uncle like him. He takes over all the work at ho," Lin Qiao naturally praised Song Tingfan in front of others.
Song Tingfan glanced at her and then at the clearly hefty bracelet, a hint of amusent in his eyes, "You want this one?"
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