Lin Qiao thought about the scene of the two of them sitting on horseback, and shook her head, afraid that the refusal would be too blunt, she explained: "I haven't sat on a horse, I'm a little afraid." ”

"Don't be afraid, you won't fall."

Song Tingfan saw what else she wanted to say, and said, "Are you separated from me?" After speaking, he looked a little sad.

Where do you dare to give birth, Lin Qiao waved her hand again and again, "No." ”

"Then sit together."

“……”

The two were at a stalemate for a while, but Lin Qiao still agreed, just sit down, and there will be no sores on the buttocks.

The corners of Song Tingfan's mouth rose slightly, and the steps under his feet were half smaller.

"Song Niangzi, where are you going?" An uncle selling vegetables on the street smiled and said hello.

Lin Qiao has been selling things on the street for several years, so she is naturally familiar with them, "Go home for two days, Uncle Wang will dry here, you can go to the door of my shop to set it up." ”

"That's a good feeling, thank you Song Niangzi." The uncle felt embarrassed, picked up a handful of vegetables and gave it to her, "Take it home and eat it." ”

"No need, Uncle Wang, you can keep it and sell it."

"Oh, take it and eat it, hey, who is this?"

After the uncle stuffed it into her, he glanced at Song Tingfan.

Lin Qiao smiled, "Uncle Wang, what you've seen is my uncle." ”

"Huh? It's your uncle, why has it changed so much, I was with a child a few years ago, yes, but now it's strong. The uncle was surprised for a moment, and then praised with a smile.

Song Tingfan said politely: "Uncle Wang." ”

"Okay, okay, when you come back, your sister-in-law will be relaxed, and you don't have to carry water in the morning." Uncle Wang is telling the truth, if a woman carries water before dawn, she is the only one on the street.

Hearing this, Song Tingfan glanced at Lin Qiao next to him, and made up his mind that he would take them to Lunan City this time.

Lin Qiao has never been sad, and he hasn't been picking water all day long, "Uncle Wang, you sell vegetables, let's go first." ”

The two of them arrived at the donkey shed, and there were two donkeys in the donkey shed, and they were forced into the corner by the jujube red horse, and the strong horse was probably impatient, and there was a dry grass on the ground with his hooves.

"An Ming." Song Tingfan scolded slightly, and Zhuang Ma immediately became honest and rubbed his head kindly.

Song Tingfan raised his hand and touched its head comfortingly, and then untied the rope and pulled it out, which was obviously taller and stronger than the vision in the donkey shed just now.

Lin Qiao instinctively moved to the side, Song Tingfan noticed it, and explained in a soft voice, "It doesn't kick people." As he spoke, he patted the horse lightly.

It was warned not to hurt her.

An Ming's head turned a little, and he bent down to approach Lin Qiao, as if he wanted her to touch it.

Lin Qiao hesitated for a moment, and wiped it boldly, the strong horse was unusually docile, and she was a little pleased, "It's called An Ming, it's quite docile." ”

"It's pretty docile." Song Tingfan didn't explain to her that An Ming was the fiercest among hundreds of horses.

Then he turned over and got on the horse's back neatly, and then stretched out his hand to Lin Qiao and motioned for her to lead.

Lin Qiao is not a hypocritical person, she reached out to lead him, touching the hard callus on her hand, she was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, a strong force hugged her on the back of the horse.

The horse moved twice and raised its front hooves.

Originally, there was still some distance between the two, but now Lin Qiao leaned tightly into Song Tingfan's arms.

Song Tingfan pulled the reins and lightly touched the horse's belly with his foot, "An Ming goes." ”

An Ming is a war horse, and his speed is naturally fast, but it is not too bumpy.

The chest on his back was like fire, and Lin Qiao moved forward uncomfortably, trying not to take advantage of the villain.

However, after not holding on for a while, the horse was a little upset, and she had nothing to grasp, so she had to lean back again.

She didn't notice the smile that flashed in the man's eyebrows behind her.

His deep voice, "It's a little bumpy, grab my arm." ”

Lin Qiao looked at this upside-down situation, she didn't care about what to think, she just thought about not turning her upside down, she was going upside down, and she was afraid that her hands and feet would break.

She grabbed his arm, and felt it strong through the fabric.

It's a lot stronger than it was three years ago.

No wonder you can't wear it.

Thinking of this, she turned her head and saw his chin slightly, "Uncle, you haven't bought your clothes yet." ”

"There's a garment at home to wear." Song Tingfan lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at the woman's long eyelashes and faint red lips.

At first, he was not very comfortable with riding a horse, but after a while, Lin Qiao found that it was much better than riding a donkey cart, fast and cool.

The "big stove" in the back can be ignored.

The horse alone attracts people to see, not to mention a man and a woman sitting on horseback, many people on the road look at it, but before they can see people, they can only look at the horse's buttocks.

At the entrance of the village, a group of children were playing, and the horses were forced to stop and slowly bypass them.

"Horse, big horse." There are children pointing excitedly next to them.

When the horse entered the village, there were more onlookers, and Lin Qiao was afraid that there would be some outrageous words in the village, "Uncle, I'll go down, there are many people in the village, don't bump into people." ”

"You're not going down." Song Tingfanle stopped his horse, got off the horse, and walked ahead with the reins under the gaze of everyone.

As soon as he went, Lin Qiao became even more uncomfortable on horseback, coughing, there was an illusion of a villain pulling a daughter-in-law.

The people in the village didn't recognize Song Tifan for a while, but they recognized Widow Song, and seeing that she was being pulled by a tall handsome man, the troubled woman was curious: "Sister-in-law Tingfan, who is this?" ”

Before Lin Qiao could speak, she said again: "Ting Fan is not at home, you can't ruin his reputation like this!" ”

Lin Qiao: "......"

She couldn't help but glance at her, in the past three years, Song Tingfan has left, and her temperament has all recovered to the "original machine", and she immediately mocked: "Auntie, your family lives by the river?" That's a lot of fun. ”

The woman choked and quickly shouted: "Widow Song, don't be stubborn, your husband's family is still there, and you will sink into the pond if you steal a man." ”

"Then sink, I want to ask, why do I have to sink in the pond when I stay with my uncle."

Lin Qiao paused for a moment, and then said, "If that's the case, you're afraid you'll have to sink thousands of times." ”

The woman didn't seem to be as weak as before, she was a little more delicate, Song Tingfan retracted his gaze, and he said coldly: "Then let people come to the door and tie up." ”

Now he doesn't roar, but he can scare people even more.

The onlookers were stunned for a moment, this person turned out to be Song Tingfan of the Song Er family.

He turned out to be alive.

Seeing that everyone didn't dare to say anything, Lin Qiao sighed twice in his heart, and sure enough, the people who came back from the battlefield were different.

But then again, cough, the villain is full of manliness.

There must be a lot of people who come to the door to ask for relatives.

When the time comes, she will help him see each other well, and then get married and have children, and her task will be over.

From now on, you can live your own life, walk around, and it can be regarded as fulfilling your dream of traveling around the world.

Suddenly, a joyful hoarse voice came, "Niu Niu! ”

Song Qin's family hurriedly ran over, looked Song Tingfan up and down, and couldn't help crying with joy, "You are finally back, you have grown strong and tall." ”

Song Qin's complexion was even better than three years ago, it was obvious that someone had taken good care of them, Song Tingfan's face was soft, "Grandma." ”

Then he looked at Song Rong behind her, "Grandpa." ”

Although Song Rong is not like Song Qin, he is still a little incoherent, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back." ”