Lin Qiao couldn’t possibly say she was "scared" by the villain’s actions, so she softly said, "Ah Nai, I understand."
Song Qin sighed and said nothing more, reaching out to touch her head.
This child has suffered too much.
Song Tingfan clenched his hand tightly, feeling guilty. After a mont of silence, he said, "Sister-in-law, I don’t want to study anymore, I want to go hunting."
Lin Qiao felt dizzy, rubbed her temples, and upon hearing this, looked up at him with a slightly hoarse voice, "Little Uncle, are you trying to upset Sister-in-law?"
"No." Song Tingfan quickly shook his head, not knowing how to explain with his clumsy words.
He didn’t want his sister-in-law to be too tired.
"If not, then go study obediently." Lin Qiao glanced at the sky outside, it should have passed 7 a.m. to 9 a.m.
Her mind was really foggy, and she rubbed her temples again.
No, I must buy two beds.
If this continues, she’ll die before the villain.
"I’m not going." Song Tingfan shook his head without thinking, afraid she might misunderstand, he explained, "I’m not going today, I’ll wait until Sister-in-law feels better."
"I’m fine, Little Uncle, just go, be good."
"Not going."
This ti "be good" didn’t work, Lin Qiao’s golden finger was no longer golden, she said: "..."
Eventually, it was left to Song Tingfan.
All morning, Song Tingfan stayed in her room, doing nothing but watching her, as if she was about to die.
"..."
Lin Qiao finally couldn’t stand it, and spoke up, "Little Uncle, does Sister-in-law have a flower on her face?"
Song Tingfan, with a puzzled look, shook his head seriously, "No."
"Then why is Little Uncle staring at Sister-in-law?"
"Just watching."
Lin Qiao: "..."
She couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "Little Uncle, I’m fine."
"Sister-in-law is fine." Although Song Tingfan said so, he still watched her.
Lin Qiao had to change the topic, "Go get the calligraphy practice, let Sister-in-law see how you’ve learned."
"If Sister-in-law wants to see, I’ll go get it." Once he saw her nod, Song Tingfan went out of the room and quickly returned.
After placing it on the small table, he looked at Lin Qiao, who was already sitting up, "Sister-in-law, what do you want to see?"
"Anything is fine." Lin Qiao was much more refreshed now and moved her neck a bit.
Song Tingfan thought for a mont, excitedly said, "The teacher recently taught a phrase: ’One day apart seems like a mad longing.’"
"Hmm, Little Uncle, write..."
Before Lin Qiao finished speaking, Song Tingfan earnestly said while writing, "I feel the sa way when I don’t see Sister-in-law for a day."
The teacher hadn’t explained this phrase yet, so he interpreted it literally.
Lin Qiao: "..."
She couldn’t help but laugh out loud, it was too funny, she couldn’t stop laughing.
This phrase isn’t used like that.
"Little Uncle, this phrase is not used like this. It’s used to describe feelings between n and won."
Song Tingfan thought for a bit and seriously explained, "Sister-in-law is a woman, and I am a man."
Lin Qiao didn’t misinterpret it, and Song Tingfan was just simply explaining.
Lin Qiao chuckled, seeing that she couldn’t explain it clearly, so she didn’t continue with this topic, "Little Uncle, you’ll understand in the future."
At this mont, Song Qin’s voice ca from outside, "Why did you co?"
Imdiately, a rough middle-aged man’s voice sounded, "I ca to see you and dad."
Though he said that, there was no hint of joy in his tone of a son visiting his parents.
Song Tingfan’s body stiffened, and he instinctively stood up, quickly saying to Lin Qiao, "Sister-in-law, don’t co out." Not waiting for her reply, he ran out and closed the door.
In the yard, Song Ming and Song Liu were assessing the courtyard, noticing the wild chicken and rabbit drying under the sun. Song Liu walked over to turn them over with her hand.
Song Tingfan hurried over, taking down the wild chicken and rabbit while Song Liu wasn’t paying attention, then placed them inside the house, finally locking the door and putting the key in his pocket.
His actions displeased Song Liu, "You brat, what are you doing? We ca all the way here, and you treat your elders like this?"
Song Tingfan remained silent, his expression clear, he wouldn’t give up the wild chicken and rabbit.
Suddenly, he thought of sothing, turned around, and locked all the rooms in the house, including the kitchen.
Song Ming’s face fell, scolding, "Song Tingfan, what are you doing? Your third uncle has co to see you, and this is how you treat him?"
"Little Uncle, is Third Uncle here to see us? Third Uncle is so nice, even brought things to see us."
When the woman’s voice finished, the woman erged with her black hair hanging down, her face showing a hint of illness, her features were delicate and not unpleasant, instead eliciting a protective urge in people.
Song Ming’s eyes lit up, staring at her several tis, Song Liu pinched him in anger, then glared at Lin Qiao, "Foxy woman, shaless."
"Why is Third Aunt scolding ?" Lin Qiao’s eyes instantly brimd with tears, as if wronged.
Song Tingfan’s heart tightened, angrily confronting Song Liu, "It’s you who’s shaless, bullying Sister-in-law, bullying Grandpa and Grandma!"
This was the first ti the villain cursed, Lin Qiao was montarily stunned.
Song Liu’s eyes widened, "You brat, who are you cursing at! I’ll teach you a lesson!" She reached out, intending to hit him.
In the past, when Grandpa and Grandma were at her house, Song Tingfan would endure it, but now that they’re not there, and with Sister-in-law being sick, he needed to protect his family all the more.
He couldn’t let Third Uncle’s family co and take things.
He grabbed her wrist and quickly shook it off, his face stern, even a bit intimidating.
Song Liu staggered, drawing back from the youthful figure who was taller by half a head.
Song Ming frowned, assuming the posture of an uncle, reproving him again, "Song Tingfan, how could you treat your elders like this?"
Whenever he opened his mouth, it was about poor upbringing, a slap to Lin Qiao’s face, considering she raised the villain to be so well-behaved.
"Third Uncle, which elder talks like you? Resorting to violence when words don’t suffice."
Her voice was gentle, not sharp, yet conveyed a sense of unreasonable aggression from the opposing party.
Song Ming’s tone was much softer towards her, "Hitting is for education."
Lin Qiao ntally scoffed, but maintained her composure, glancing at the onlookers outside the yard, she knelt and choked, "Third Uncle, Little Uncle is under my guidance. If he hasn’t been taught well, it’s my fault, you can hit instead."
After a pause, she continued, "Third Aunt scolding , Little Uncle shouldn’t have scolded Third Aunt."
"Little Uncle, quickly apologize to Third Aunt."
The Song San family are elders, we can’t fight violence with violence, only with weakness.
Her kneel changed Song Tingfan’s face, his eyes reddened with anger, he reached out to help her up, stubbornly refusing to admit, "Sister-in-law, we did nothing wrong."
Lin Qiao pushed him away, not letting him help, "Little Uncle, let’s apologize to Third Aunt, or she’ll be mad."
"It’s okay for Sister-in-law to be scolded, but not Third Aunt, as she’s an elder."
The won outside watching the scene understood that Song Liu scolded Lin Qiao, and Song Tingfan defended his Sister-in-law by scolding back, then Song Liu and Song Ming intended to hit Song Tingfan, but Lin Qiao didn’t want her Little Uncle to get hit, so she knelt to apologize.
They whispered amongst themselves, "Song Ming is really sothing."
"Indeed, bullying Song’s second family."
"They promised to care for their parents, but now, not only do they shirk it, they also co to make trouble for Song’s second family."
"Their conscience must have been eaten by dogs, Song’s second family was so good to them before."
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