Chapter 429: Chapter 405: Father and Son Facing the Wall in Reflection (Part 2)
Lin Qiao wanted to give them silver coins, but they stubbornly refused, so she had to give up.
Two rows of chili were planted, and many had turned red. Just as Lin Qiao was about to pick them, Song Tingfan handed her an umbrella and said, "Go wait under the tree."
Then he bent down to pick the red chilies. Although he hadn’t done farm work in years, he was still quite nimble.
Lin Qiao put away the umbrella and started picking from the other end. She had just picked a few when she heard a gruff voice, "Crying crying, crying for no reason, if your mother didn’t tell me to coax you, I wouldn’t bother."
The voice sounded somewhat familiar. She turned her head and saw a dark-skinned man holding a child about three or four years old.
The child was still crying.
It turned out to be Niu Er.
What a rare sight indeed.
At this moment, Niu Er also saw her, his eyes lit up, "Widow Song! Picking chilies? Want me to help buy them?"
He meant no harm, just thought he was kind of a jerk back then.
He had heard that the two had returned, but he didn’t dare visit them during the day, nor did he dare at night. His wife was like a tigress.
"No need." Song Tingfan walked over with a stern face, standing in front of Lin Qiao.
Niu Er didn’t care whether he was needed or not, holding the child, he jumped directly from the edge, "I say, Song Tingfan, what are you doing? I was a jerk before, but not anymore. Now I’ve got a child, just here to help pick chilies."
Song Tingfan’s expression already showed extreme displeasure, Lin Qiao patted his hand, indicating it was fine, "No need for your help, your son’s drool is all over his clothes."
Hearing this, Niu Er tilted his head to look, and sure enough, the drool was hanging long. He crudely wiped it with his sleeve, "This little brat’s drool is more plentiful than my own urine."
Lin Qiao: "..."
She couldn’t help but roll her eyes, then ignored him and continued picking chilies.
Seeing they ignored him, Niu Er scratched his nose, "Come to my house for dinner today, I’ll have my wife fry some meat for us to eat."
"I was wrong in the past, don’t hold a grudge, okay?"
For these words to come from Niu Er’s mouth was no small feat.
Lin Qiao gave him a surprised look, wondering who had "fixed" Niu Er.
Before she could say anything, suddenly a woman’s voice rang out, "Niu Er!! Niu Er!!!"
Niu Er perked up and quickly responded, "Wife, I’m coming back." After saying that, he hurriedly ran off with the child.
Lin Qiao’s mouth twitched, it was a miracle the kid was still alive. She turned to face Song Tingfan’s displeased look, "..."
Seriously, getting jealous over Niu Er?
She couldn’t help but poke his forehead with her hand, "Stop overthinking, keep picking chilies."
Song Tingfan was still dissatisfied, standing still, "Why were you looking at him?"
Was Niu Er better looking than him...
"I wasn’t looking at him, I was looking at his son."
Lin Qiao didn’t need to guess what he was thinking. She stuffed the chilies in her hand into his, and said, "Don’t compare with Niu Er, it’s not the same."
Not the same...
How is it not the same...
Song Tingfan looked at her, with a look like he wanted to know.
"Are you pretending to be dumb? You’re my husband, Niu Er is just a villager at most."
Lin Qiao glanced at him, then slowly said, "I only like you."
Song Tingfan’s expression immediately softened, a smile spreading across his face that was impossible to hide. He lowered his head and kissed her, "I only want you."
Nothing else matters.
As long as she is by his side.
The couple picked chilies, dawdling for quite a while before they went home. Li Guifen didn’t even bother asking where they had been, "Come to our house for dinner later, your dad managed to get a goat from somewhere, planning to roast it."
Lin Qiao nodded, "All right, I’ll bring the cleaned fish mint for the salad."
"Okay, your sister-in-law has been craving it, saves her from having to go get some herself." Li Guifen didn’t stand on ceremony, after all, it wasn’t anything particularly valuable.
The goat was to be roasted, and the offal would be stewed. Li Guifen intentionally gave the goat whip to Song Tingfan, "Tingfan, eat more, don’t be shy."
Lin Qiao glanced over, her mouth twitching again, fearing if he ate it, he wouldn’t be able to get out of bed, then handed the bowl to Lin Han, "Dad, you eat it."
Lin Han awkwardly coughed, "Tingfan, you eat, you’ve gotten thin, need to nourish yourself."
Mrs. Lin Wu couldn’t help but laugh, and soon everyone else joined in, making Lin Qiao’s face turn beet red.
Song Ling curiously looked up, seeing nothing clear, then cleverly suggested, "Dad, you and Grandpa should share it." As he spoke, he attempted to pick up the bowl to split it between the two.
Lin Qiao, unable to help laughing and crying, quickly put it down, "Okay, Grandpa and Dad know what to do, hurry up and eat, you still have to practice characters after eating."
Song Ling surprisingly nodded obediently, "Mom, later I’m going to Qiangqiang’s house to practice characters."
