Assassin Farmer

That evening, Su Shuiju and his wife returned to Buloh City and stayed in a guest house close to a large factory.

The next morning, Lin Shiyao picked two mudsmiths and woodworkers at the factory and went back to the future settled house for renovation, leaving two wolves to accompany Su Shuiqiao in purchasing various cloth needles.

Su Shuiju carried two wolves and turned several fabric shops. It was not until the sunrise three rods that he chose a few favorite colors. Cotton cloth, she loves vegetarian floral. Five pink purple bottoms with a light white, goose yellow and crimson woven cotton cloth were chosen to sew curtains, door curtains, tablecloths and towels of all sizes.

Thinking of marriage, Su Shuiju's eyes flashed through the shy water, slightly bent his lip corner and picked out a dainty blue satin and a smoky cloud. He intends to sew two new sets of clothes for Lin Shizhou. I picked myself a cucumber rose and a tinted satin brocade. Two white fine cotton cloths were then picked out to make a few sets of underwear and underwear for the two of them. Finally, Su Shuihui blushed and gave them a big red satin for a wedding robe and embroidered sheepah. Hurry up and ask Er to send these fabrics to the delight inn where they are now.

When the cloth arrives on time, Su Shuijuan selects the five crushed cotton cloths and is ready to sew the necessary door curtains, curtains, tablecloths and towels for the new home. Fortunately, before coming back yesterday, I thought about measuring the size of the doors and windows. Otherwise, I really can't do it.

The curtain door curtains made from various fabrics used by the former Su family were searched hard in his mind, and Su Shuiqiao's hands held the needle without stopping. Or the blessing of embroidery, she can quickly get to grips with other similar sewing and weaving livelihoods.

Although these are comparable to fat needlework, it was never possible for her to do it before. Her hand, in the words of her father Su Jingting, was born for Su Embroidery.

With this in mind, Su Shuiju is in a trance again. Su Jia... Su Embroidered House... Mother... Big Brother... Huh... I thought about it from the bottom of my heart, except my mother and brother, the shadow of the old man and father were almost forgotten. It would be sad if they knew. After all, their daughter, who had been painstakingly cultivated for decades on the road to Su Embroidery, almost forgot them in less than six months.

Su Shuijuan shook his head gently, sighed slightly, whisked off the flavor of his heart, and restrained God to do his men's work.

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“Whoo!" Su Shuiju closed the last needle and rose with a slightly stiff wrist. After a long time without embroidery, the gestures are a little rusty.

Looking down at the pile of finished curtains and cloth towels on the table, the corners of his mouth bent gently and a delightful smile appeared in his eyes.

Spread them apart, smooth them, fold them, and finally collect the baggage, ready to take them with you when the house is finished.

At this time, Lin Shiyao also returned from Flowers Town.

Su Shuiju was busily picking up the pieces of cloth on the table and couldn't help but frown.

“Little Er said you haven't ordered anything all day?” Lin Shiyao took over the shredded bamboo basket in her hand and gently waved her sleeve. All the shredded cloth on the case flew into the bamboo basket.

“Is it too late?” Su Shuiqiao listened to Lin Shiyao. He rose up in front of the window and looked out. It was indeed evening. The sun went down and Yu Huiyi photographed.

Lin Shiyao glanced at her and swept over the baggage she had packed but had not tied yet. She looked at the cozy purple cotton cloth that appeared inside. She must have been constantly busy from morning to now.

I was trying to get her to dine in his room, and I saw all the fabrics all over the wardrobe. Especially the huge red satin that shook his eyes, and he couldn't help but lift his mouth.

“What's the matter?” Clean up the room, wash his hands, then return to Su Shuiyao's side, and look at him with a strange smile, confused.

“Cough...” Lin Shiyao clenched his fist underneath his nose, using a light cough to mask the slightly faint appearance of happiness. Pretending to calmly pull Su Shuiju's wrist, "Go eat first. Finish eating and tell you about the house.” Knowing her extremely shy nature, if she asks herself about the wedding robe, she must be blushing again for a long time. In private, she enjoyed seeing her shyness, and was afraid that she would annoy herself. Cough... let's pretend we don't know. Waiting for her to surprise herself.

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Although the old house appears to be dilapidated, after site inspections by mud plumbers and woodworkers, there is no problem in staying for a few more years if it is reinforced.

Of course, in Lin Shiyao's view, such a house was completely invincible to him, and the wind broke with his palm. Of course, he wouldn't say this to Su Shuijuan, afraid that she would be scared away by herself. He didn't want to have any extraneous branches.

Su Shuiyao told Lin that it would only take three days for the mudslider to make a living. As for carpentry, it depended on whether the furniture still needed him to build it. If all the furniture goes to a private shop to buy ready-made goods, the carpentry can be done in a day, but just wrap a few slightly crisp-eating beam columns around the outside.

“Tomorrow we will go to a private shop to see the available furniture price geometry, if it is suitable, then buy it.” Su Shuijuan counted the remaining silver.

Fifty taels of silver, except fifteen taels paid for the house, three taels and fifty coppers bought the cloth, the mudsman's three days' wage and the reinforced and painted materials, together estimated to be more than one tael or two.

According to the carpenter's estimation, if all the furniture was made by him alone, it would cost about six taels of wood for the same work, and it would only be a few pieces of private dining necessary, such as king beds, wardrobes, tables and chairs, cupboards, cupboards, etc. As for small wooden objects such as bathtubs, sinks, vegetable basins, etc., they have not been counted at all. And, in terms of time, it takes at least a month.

It is now the end of summer, approaching autumn, when all the furniture has been built, the house is clean, waiting for a real stay, I think it must be in the middle of autumn. Not to mention the need for silver to stay in the inn, we still need to prepare for it in the winter. For example, the necessary cotton clothes are laid for two people when the climate turns cold, such as the various types of winter foods that need to be prepared before a heavy snow highway is sealed.

Su Shuiju thought of the two acres of good land that accompanied the house. In recent years, it was all Wang Gangfa's wheat seed. Although this time it was transferred to him along with the house, the food harvest this fall was counted as their own. After winter, you need to accumulate more.

So silver still has to save a little on spending.

With this in mind, Su Shuijuan shook his fists in both hands and darkened himself to drum up.

It was funny to see Simon Lin for a while. Yet the mind is full of bitterness. Think of yourself separated from the team of killers, it seems to be a useless person who needs to worry about women, some... unspeakable sack. However, if it was to venture back to that secret place and retrieve that small amount of savings, not only would Su Shuijuan not use it, but Stu and others would also use it to track down their undead self.

“Yao? What's the matter?” Su Shuiju glanced up at Shizhou Lin, shrugging his sleeve gently and asked softly.

Lin Shiyao looked back and looked worried about Su Shuiqiao. Then he bent his mouth corner. "I'm fine. ”

“Are you sure you're okay?” Su Shuiyu snorted, still not comfortable touching his forehead, but he wrapped himself in his big hand, his body was soft, and he dragged him into his arms.

“I'm useless, aren't I?” Simon Lin put his head against her shoulder and sighed low: “Almost useless. ”

“How could it be!” Su Shuiju heard him so arrogant and feeble, hurriedly looked up at his slightly dim eyes and comforted him heartily: “How could I have walked out of the mountain forest so quickly and safely without you? How could I dare to go to Flower Town to buy a home... Without you beside me, I... would not have stayed in the inn so safely to do my favorite work... Lin Shizhou...” In the end, Su Shuiju was almost a little upset.

“Shui...” Lin Shiyao sighed and gently embraced her, “Sorry, I...”

“Who said that before? Don't you see each other like that?” Su Shuiju grabbed the words in his words and muttered unhappily.

“Well, it's my fault.” In her series of seemingly comforting interrogations, Lin Shiyao finally let go of the long-hearted knot, laughing and pulling her soft, boneless little hand, affixed to her chin, and moaned. Deeply in love. How lucky I am to have her.