Inside the House
Song Qin closed the door, feeling a bit embarrassed, but still asked, "Niu Niu, the cloth needs to be given to Grandma. I'll take it and bury it."
The custom in Xingyu Village is that the red cloth should be taken by an elder and buried in the mountains.
The reason she asked for the red cloth was because she knew Tingyi and Lin Qiao hadn't done anything, so Lin Qiao was naturally still a maiden.
Hearing this, Song Tingfan's expression didn't change, and he nodded, "Okay, I'll give it to Grandma later."
Song Qin nodded, then, not entirely assured, advised, "Niu Niu, be considerate to Qiao'er, don't go too far, it's not good for a girl to hurt herself."
She smiled as she spoke, and added, "A year or two and you and Grandpa will be holding a grandson."
Looking at her silver strands, a complex emotion flashed in Song Tingfan's eyes, "I will."
