The prosperity in Changzhou is completely different from that in Ming County. The long shop is endless and people come and go.

Perhaps Changzhou is a state of fabrics, with many cloth shops, which is a bit similar to a wholesale market.

However, for Lin Qiao, who only bought one or two, was still very expensive. She thought about it and simply brought a piece of clothing to each of the Lin family and the Song family, except for the Song Wang family.

It cost nearly ten silver to spend more than a dozen clothes, but the clothes of others were fine, and the most expensive one was only more than 400 yuan per piece.

The most expensive thing is Song Tingfan's clothes, with two more cowhide knee pads, which can make him a good job in hunting.

After clearing it for a while, she returned to the inn with her things.

...

After several days in a row, at noon that day, Old Man Zhou brought a letter, "Tingfan, someone has sent you another letter."

Seeing that Song Tingfan ran out and took it over, he curiously said, "Who wrote it for you?"

"My sister-in-law." Song Tingfan opened the envelope in a hurry, and then shouted into the room happily, "Grand, sister-in-law is coming back."

"Really? When will you come back? Let your grandpa go and weigh some meat." Song Qin ran out hurriedly, but couldn't understand the words on the paper.

Song Tingfan told her, "My sister-in-law said she was already in Shaozhou when she wrote the letter. Shaozhou is only five or six days away. She will send the letter for three or four days, and her sister-in-law will go home in two days."

However, Lin Qiao had already arrived in the town. It rained heavily two days ago, and the letter could not be delivered at all. It was not until the rain stopped.

This is almost the same as Lin Qiao's carriage.

Getting off the carriage, Lin Qiao's whole body was so sore. Then she took the donkey cart from the neighboring village back to the village, but she got off at the fork between the two villages.

Not long after, she walked back. On the way, she met several people from the village who were in the market. She saw her as strange as she looked.

Lin Qiao doesn’t need to guess to know the gossip hot topics of the villagers during this period.

The topics such as Widow Song ran away, Widow Song ran away with someone, and Widow Song died.

She remembered a sentence online that my sister is not in the world, but there is still a legend about my sister in the world.

Song Tingfan was resting now. After lunch, he went to the vegetable field to water it and pulled the grass.

After finishing all this, he took all the dirty clothes at home and Lin Qiao's quilts to the river to wash.

The women by the river thought it was not fun to wash clothes, so they began to surround Song Tingfan and asked, "Tingfan, do you know where your sister-in-law has gone?"

"My sister-in-law didn't run away. She had something to do." Song Tingfan pursed his lips and explained seriously.

The women didn't take it seriously, and continued to ask endlessly, "I heard that your sister-in-law followed a rich man, Tingfan, have you seen it?"

Song Tingfan didn't want to pay attention to them and continued to wash clothes. When the women saw that he didn't say anything, they began to say bad things about Lin Qiao as if he didn't exist.

When Lin Qiao arrived here, she happened to hear them saying that she ran away with someone else.

It’s a pity that these people don’t go to be storytellers.

Suddenly, the boy's anger sounded, "Why do you like to talk nonsense? My sister-in-law didn't run away with others. She went out to work."

"You just can't stand my sister-in-law!"

He suddenly caught a glimpse of something in his eyes, and his angry expression was immediately delighted, "Sister-in-law." After saying that, he ignored his clothes and ran directly to Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao has curved eyebrows and eyes, "Uncle."

"Sister-in-law, why are you back today? I thought you were going to be in two days." Song Tingfan took the things from her hand.

Lin Qiao blinked, "Then I'll go out for two more days?"

When Song Tingfan heard this, he shook his head quickly, "No!"

Lin Qiao couldn't help laughing, then glanced at the women who looked at them by the river. She smiled and said without a smile: "Aunts are really idle."

The Lord heard the bad words, and no one of the women by the river spoke out.

Seeing that they were silent, Lin Qiao said "cut" in her heart and knew that she was bullying her softly.

Afterwards, he ignored them and took Song Tingfan home.

In the main hall, Song Qinshi was squinting her eyes to do embroidery work. When she heard the footsteps, she subconsciously looked up. When she saw Lin Qiao, she was stunned for a moment, then stood up happily, "Qiao'er, you are finally back! We thought you were back in two days."

Looking at her true expression, Lin Qiao felt warm in her heart, "Ah Mi."

Song Qinshi came over and pulled her, looked her up and down for a while, her eyes became redder and she swallowed even more: "Qiao'er, you've lost weight."

"No, I'm getting fat." Lin Qiao has indeed lost weight. After all, she has been in the carriage for more than 20 days and basically eats dry food.

"I can see that you have lost weight and you have suffered." Song Qinshi didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help but go on a long trip because of their sake.

She cried, and Lin Qiao was a little sore, "Ah Mi, no."

Song Qinshi thought of something and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Niu Niu, your sister-in-law must be hungry. You go back and weigh some meat, weigh more, I'll go to the kitchen to steam rice."

I had cold rice in the morning for lunch and there were no leftovers.

"Okay." After Song Tingfan put the things in his sister-in-law's house, he ran out hurriedly, and soon came back with his unwashed clothes on his back, and then ran out again.

Lin Qiao couldn't stop calling him even if she wanted to call him. She was so amused and crying for a while, but she was indeed hungry.

When Song Qin was about to enter the kitchen, he turned around again quickly, stood at the gate of the yard and shouted, "Old man, come back quickly and burn the fire!"

Song Rong, who was working on vegetables at the back of the house, quickly agreed after hearing this. Before entering the door, he said, "What are you doing for burning fire?"

When he saw Lin Qiao, he said happily: "Qiao'er, you are back, you are losing weight, you are losing weight."

"Grandma, I haven't lost weight. It's just how long has it been since you saw me?"

Lin Qiaogang wanted to help him take the hoe, but Song Rong smiled and said, "The hoe has mud, don't touch your hands, go and have some rest."

"Old woman, didn't Niu Niu buy rice cakes a few days ago? Take it out and give it to Qiaoer for food."

Song Qinshi quickly said "Ohhh" twice, "I'll get it."

The family of three was busy, and Lin Qiaoying couldn't help but help. Song Qinshi refused to let her do it, and drove her out of the kitchen with a fierce look and let her eat rice cakes.

Lin Qiao bit the rice cakes and glanced at the yard. She found that the lotus flowers in the clay pot were about to bloom, and it seemed to be a little more than before leaving. It should be where Song Tingfan went to do it again.

After a while, Song Tingfan came back with several kilograms of meat. He didn't see his sister-in-law. He shouted several times, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law..."

Hearing the sound, Lin Qiao in the room hurriedly walked out, "Here is here."

Song Tingfan grinned and shouted again, "Sister-in-law."

Lin Qiao wanted to laugh a little, but she still responded, "Why do you call it so much meat?"

"I have money."

Song Tingfan took out his money bag from his arms and handed over the money he earned over the past few days. "Sister-in-law, I saved more than 200 questions in hunting."

"So many? My uncle is getting more and more capable now." Lin Qiao confiscated and signaled him to leave it alone.

"I will be more capable." Song Tingfan wanted to say that he would not let his sister-in-law go out to work far away in the future.
Chapter completed!