After the hour, there was no one in the shop, Lin Qiao hung her sore shoulders, Li Guifen wanted to give her a beating when she saw this, and suddenly thought of something, "Cough, Tingfan, you help your sister-in-law press it, we have a small hand, and it doesn't work if you press it." ”

Hearing this, Song Tingfan nodded, "Okay." After speaking, he washed his hands and helped Lin Qiao press.

Lin Qiao was not embarrassed, Song Tingfan would indeed press it, and the strength of the hand on his shoulder was obviously greater than in previous years, but it would not hurt.

Li Guifen smiled next to her and her eyes narrowed into a slit, that's it.

When the two get closer, the relationship will come out, she doesn't believe that Ting Fan is so handsome, and her daughter doesn't have any thoughts.

I have to say that she knows Lin Qiao's face control quite well at this point.

At this time, two black shadows were cast in, and the people in the shop all looked up, the son in the lilac robe was dressed in luxury, and the short boy in the cloth shirt behind him was obviously a small servant.

"Wei Gongzi, come in and sit." Wang Tan knew him, and hurriedly eagerly wiped the stool to sit on.

The son in the lilac robe was none other than Wei Yun, and he glanced at the man who was pressing the woman's shoulder, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Lin Qiao naturally couldn't let Song Tingfan press it, got up and greeted, "Gongzi Wei." ”

"The cook has found it, and he will come in the afternoon, and then you will see if it is suitable or not, and then you will look for it if it is not suitable." Wei Yun looked at her.

As soon as she heard this, Lin Qiao knew that she was sure what Shopkeeper Li said, in fact, she didn't want Wei Yun to help, cough, the two were a little embarrassed, Wei Yun wanted to marry her as a concubine.

She refused not to be a concubine, and as long as Wei Yun was not stupid, he would not marry her as the main house.

"I'm sorry for you."

"No trouble, a matter of a few words." Wei Yun ordered noodles as usual.

Lin Qiao was just about to make noodles, but Song Tingfan next to him threw a handful of noodles in the boiling water, and his rude movements gradually came out with some water.

Lin Qiao hurriedly wiped his hands with a handkerchief, "Uncle, I'll cook it." ”

"It's okay, I'll come." Song Tingfan looked normal and made the soup, and after a while, he picked out the noodles and served them to Wei Yun.

Wei Yun didn't lift his chopsticks, and said to the little guy behind, "You can eat." ”

The little guy was confused, but he still took the noodles to another table and ate them, and as soon as he ate them, he vomited, and his face didn't know what was wrong, and he turned red.

Wang Tan hurriedly poured water for him, "Eat slowly, just get out of the pot and burn your mouth." ”

It's not hot, it's spicy, the little guy didn't dare to say it, and after taking a sip, he continued to eat it bitterly.

Lin Qiao understood what Wei Yun meant, grabbed a handful of noodles and threw them into the boiling water, Song Tingfan next to her glanced at her, her heart was blocked by something, and then she went to the attic without saying a word.

Li Guifen naturally looked at it in her eyes, and saw that her daughter hadn't noticed it yet, so she anxiously pulled her to the side, "Tingfan is a little uncomfortable again, I saw him cover his stomach earlier, you go up and take a look." ”

Hearing this, Lin Qiao nodded hurriedly, didn't care whether she was faceless or not, and then walked quickly to the attic.

Seeing Song Tingfan sitting on a stool looking at her, for a moment she saw the shadow of three years ago, pitiful, she lowered her voice, "Uncle, what's uncomfortable?" ”

Seeing her catching up, Song Tingfan felt a lot better, he pursed his lips, "Chest." ”

"Chest? Why does it hurt? Lin Qiao believed that he wouldn't lie, so he believed it without hesitation.

"Throbbing." Song Tingfan raised his hand and rubbed his chest, it seemed to be really painful.

"How so? Hurt here? Lin Qiao got closer, and seeing that he didn't have much strength to rub, she subconsciously raised her hand to help him rub.

The moment the soft hand touched, Song Tingfan's body stiffened, and he let out a low "um", and then said, "I was hit by an arrow." ”

He didn't tell a lie, he did get hit, but not deeply.

Lin Qiao's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "I'll call the doctor to take a look." ”

"No need, just rub it for a while."

Song Tingfan glanced at her hand and said, "I'll rub it myself." After speaking, his brows furrowed, and his hands seemed to be unable to exert his strength.

Lin Qiao thought he was in pain, "Don't move, I'll help you rub it, just say it hurts." ”

The woman in her eyes looked worried, and Song Tingfan's eyebrows flashed with softness, "Okay." ”

After a while, his chest stopped "hurting".

When he went down to the attic, Wei Yun was already gone.

Lin Qiao didn't care, glanced at the sky outside, and it was almost time to make an appointment with the owner of the shop, "Mother, I'm going to go out for a while, and I'll take fewer customers when I'm too busy." ”

Li Guifen knew what she was doing, "Let Tingfan go with you, so you can talk." ”

"Uncle is not feeling well, just in the shop." As soon as Lin Qiao's words fell, Song Tingfan spoke up, "It's okay." ”

Li Guifen echoed: "It's better to go out for a walk if you're uncomfortable, otherwise you'll be bored in the shop." ”

In the end, Lin Qiao agreed.

The shop is not far away, it is a two-bay courtyard, Lin Qiao also looked at the yard at that time, so that it is more convenient to live in the future, and there is no need to crowd in the attic.

The proprietor was anxious to sell and leave, so he smiled and said, "This shop is suitable for young couples like you, who can do business and have a place to live." ”

He paused for a moment, and then added, "In the future, it is best to take care of the child." ”

obviously misunderstood that it was husband and wife, Lin Qiao wanted to explain, "Misunderstanding ......"

Before he finished speaking, Song Tingfan next to him answered: "The roof tiles are a little old, will it leak?" ”

Hearing this, Lin Qiao's attention shifted, she looked up at the roof, the tiles were really a little old, and the color was dark.

This shop has lived in this courtyard for three generations, naturally old, the owner originally wanted to fool the past, but now it was pointed out by the man, he was not easy to hide, "It is indeed a little, you can change it, a few taels of silver, I am also upright, you want to buy, I will be less, the original eighty-five taels of silver, your words will be eighty taels." ”

Song Tingfan shook his head, swept around, and quickly said: "It's too expensive, and the beams of the house have to be replaced, seventy taels." ”

Directly missing ten taels of silver, the owner was not happy, "No, what's the price of this price, the little brother can't cut it like this, this house is a little old, but the blessing is good, you know no, three generations of my family have given birth to male babies." ”

The corners of Lin Qiao's mouth twitched, having a boy or a girl has nothing to do with the house, it depends on whether the man can do it, "The owner, we buy sincerely, if you don't sell sincerely, we will go and see the others." ”

"Why don't I buy it sincerely, you husband and wife add some more, seventy taels is really not good."

The proprietor wanted to sell a few more taels, so he looked at Song Tingfan, who was in charge: "Little brother, I see that you are happy, and I am also happy, is it okay to pay seventy-five taels of silver?" ”

"You are willing to need to renovate it all, at least a dozen taels of silver." Song Tingfan shook his head.

The proprietor hesitated, "That's it, seventy-two taels, it really can't be less, if it's less, you can go and see the others." ”

Song Tingfan looked at Lin Qiao, "How is it?" ”

Looking at the reaction of the owner, seventy-two taels really can't be less, Lin Qiao nodded, "The owner is happy, and we are also happy." ”

The owner smiled and said: "The relationship is still a little lady in charge, and she is married well." ”