Lin Qiao had always been puzzled; three years ago, the little troublemaker was shy to speak, but now he speaks so smoothly?
After a while, Song Tingfan ca over with so food, two sets of bowls and chopsticks, clearly showing he hadn’t eaten yet.
Lin Qiao handed him a bun, "Next ti, don’t wait for to eat together; if I get up late again, you’ll end up starving."
Song Tingfan had a routine of practicing boxing in the morning, so he must be hungry.
The woman’s eyes showed genuine concern, and Song Tingfan smiled, "I want to eat with you."
Before she could respond, he added, "Eat quickly, didn’t you say there’s a discussion about the dishes later?"
Hearing his first sentence, Lin Qiao didn’t know how to respond; any answer seed inappropriate, but hearing the last part, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay."
After a few bites, she rembered about Niu Er, "Has Niu Er been sent off?"
"Yes, likely to the frontier," Song Tingfan ntioned Niu Er with a bit of sharpness.
Lin Qiao was sowhat surprised and whispered, "Did you arrange that?"
"No, the frontier has been building walls recently and is short of hands," Song Tingfan explained in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Lin Qiao nodded, but out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at him. Psh, she wasn’t a three-year-old; surely he had sothing to do with it; otherwise, Niu Er would’ve been sent off to build the walls ages ago.
Speaking of wall-building, she thought of sothing, "When do you plan to go to Lunan City? I can help you pack."
The day of their marriage was his last day of leave.
Once they were married and he left, it wouldn’t feel as awkward between them.
Song Tingfan didn’t hurry to respond; he swallowed the bun in his mouth before saying, "No rush, I’ve already written to the General, and he’s granted an extra month."
Fortunately, Lin Qiao could act, concealing her slight disappointnt; she gladly said, "Grandpa and Grandma would surely be happy."
"Aren’t you happy?"
"I’m happy."
"How about living with in Lunan City?"
"Huh?"
Lin Qiao looked at him in surprise, then shook her head, "The shop just opened, I can’t leave yet; you take Grandpa and Grandma. Once the shop stabilizes, I’ll co over."
It’s not that she didn’t want to go with him, it’s just that the shop had just opened, and they depended on her for the cakes.
Work is everywhere, regardless of location.
Song Tingfan’s eyes showed a hint of disappointnt as he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Let’s talk about it later."
Then they both said no more.
Lin Qiao, needing to check the vegetable fields, changed into a plain cloth outfit, replacing her silver hairpin with a wooden one.
Her simple attire, instead, made it hard for Song Tingfan to look away. Her natural beauty was enhanced more by the plain clothes than the lavish ones.
Despite his intense gaze, Lin Qiao could sense it was the look of a man admiring a woman; she felt slightly uneasy, "Ahem, let’s go."
Song Tingfan retrieved his gaze, "Alright."
The carriage was already waiting at the door, and the driver quickly got down to place a stool on the ground when he saw them, "Mr. and Mrs. Boss."
When opening the shop, Lin Qiao had bought a carriage to deliver the cakes.
After getting on the carriage, they headed towards Lvshan Village.
Normally, they would collect vegetables from Xingyu Village, but over the years, Lin Qiao hadn’t felt much kindness there and didn’t want to enthusiastically approach those who were cold.
The number of people outside the carriage window dwindled, replaced by expansive green vegetable fields, with a sudden gust of wind blowing dust all around.
Lin Qiao’s eyes were assailed by the dirt, and she instantly closed them tightly, then raised a hand to rub them.
At this mont, a large hand caught her wrist, soothing, "Don’t rub, let blow it out for you."
Song Tingfan gently opened her eyelids and blew a few tis, "Is it gone now?"
Lin Qiao blinked several tis; the stabbing sensation was gone, "All gone."
Only then did she realize how close they were, just a palm’s width apart. The mole at the corner of his eye was clearly visible; perhaps it was the only thing that hadn’t changed over the years.
Her gaze dropped to his prominent Adam’s apple, watching it move up and down.
As she realized sothing was amiss and tried to move back, it was too late; sothing lightly brushed against her lips and quickly withdrew.
It happened so fast; it seed like an illusion.
Her eyes widened slightly, and she was stunned to see the man before her blushing furiously; her shock turned into a twitch of the eyebrows, "..."
It was as if he had taken advantage of her, rather than the other way around.
In tis like this, it’s best to pretend nothing happened to avoid awkwardness.
Ahem, mainly, she couldn’t exactly say sothing brainless like, "Why did you kiss ?"
Soone kisses you, obviously, it’s because they fancy you.
Song Tingfan waited for her to get angry, but after a while, she didn’t; he glanced sideways and saw her looking outside, showing no sign of anger.
His heart secretly leapt with joy; could it be she’s accepting him?
Three years later, the two of them still didn’t share the sa thoughts.
After that minor incident on the road, they fell silent, barely exchanging words until they finished discussing the vegetable prices.
When they returned to the shop, Li Guifen broke the silence.
Just as Lin Qiao stepped off the carriage, Li Guifen appeared out of nowhere, pulling her aside, probably giving her so face, she closed the door before scolding her, "So few days left, how co you’re not ho yet? If I hadn’t co to invite you, would you not go back?"
"How can you be like this? Tingfan is busy as a bee everywhere, and you’re nowhere to be seen. The gossipy won in the village are saying Tingfan is being snubbed."
"If Tingfan hears these words, he’d be so upset. Whether you want this marriage or not, it’s happening."
"I thought you were sensible, but now it seems you’re starting to throw tantrums. Tingfan spoils you, but I won’t indulge you. Hurry and co back with today; there’s plenty you need to do."
"You need to burn paper for Tingfan’s parents and brother, and also visit Grandma and Grandpa here, there’s a ton of miscellaneous chores, and there’s barely enough ti for a few days."
Lin Qiao couldn’t get a word in edgewise, as Li Guifen quickly threw a barrage of words at her; in the end, she hurriedly raised her hand in surrender, "I’ll go back right now, imdiately."
Just have to endure this one ti, then things will be quieter.
She packed a few clothes and gave so instructions to the other shop workers before leaving.
By the ti the three of them reached the village, it was already evening. Perhaps Li Guifen had inford the Lin Family about having dinner together, and they had dinner ready, waiting for them.
Lin Ping and Lin An ran over with cheerful smiles, "Auntie, Uncle."
Lin Qiao’s mouth twitched as she ruffled their heads, "Who taught you that?"
"Grandma, Grandma said soon Uncle would be Uncle," Lin An innocently sold out Li Guifen.
"You talk too much, go fetch the bowls,"
Li Guifen glared at her grandson, trying to cover it up, and then greeted Song Tingfan, "Tingfan, find a seat, make yourself at ho."
"Han, go call Uncle Song and them."
Lin Han happily handed over stools for Song Tingfan and Lin Qiao, "I was afraid you’d co back too late, so I served food in advance. After they ate, I ca back."
He leaned closer to his daughter and whispered, "Did your mother scold you?"
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