Assassin Farmer

The following day, at noon, Lin Shiyao returned to Happy Lai Inn.

Su Shuiju was sitting in front of the window holding his chin. He came back unharmed and greeted him with joy: "Are you back? ”

“Mmm.” Lin Shiyao nodded with a strong smile in his eyes. Her greetings forced him to rejoice voluntarily.

“The timber has been pulled into the town of Flowers.” Lin Shiyao took over the wet face towel she handed over, wiped the dust all over her face, changed a robe, pulled her down and sat down, and briefly said the process with her.

“Mizuki, ask a few more carpenters to start work at the same time.” At the end of the day, he suddenly proposed.

Su Shuijuan was confused and blinked: “What's wrong?” I've never seen him so anxious before.

Lin Shiyao lowered his eyelids and couldn't see the expression on his face.

“Okay.” Su Shui raised a gentle shallow smile and grabbed his generous palm, “I always believed you. ”

Lin Shiyao nodded slowly after hearing the words, looking up and focusing on her for a long time: "I won't bully you. ”

Su Shuijuan couldn't help but laugh. Thought he'd explain what, the result... is this a promise? However, her inner joy was revealed by the sudden rise of red spots on her cheeks.

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Su Shuiju hid in the veil and stared at the inner layer of his desecration pants for half a day. Oh... God! You're kidding me, aren't you?

The previous moon missed it, but it was too late. Just when she finally accepted the possibility that her body had not yet recovered and almost forgotten what had happened, the long-overdue sunflower came. She was overwhelmed with unprepared.

Su Shuiju lay dry on the bed and dared not move. Afraid to move, it messed up the white cotton cloth on the underside.

Fortunately, I bought two fine white cotton cloths for the underwear that day. I pulled a piece and cut it into dozens of one-handed strips, layered on top of each other, layered in blasphemy pants, hoping it wouldn't stain the only two sets of changed laundry clothes.

But then she wouldn't even dare go out the inn door.

At this point, she began to miss the monthly cotton bag she used at Su's house. The outer layer is also such a fine white cotton cloth with a thick cotton flock and a water-absorbing paper. Although it feels awkward, at least, it doesn't leak under your pants.

Su Shuiju thought of it like this, while simultaneously rubbing some swelling stomach with alternating hands, hoping not to burst out too much at once. Slowly, he fell asleep unconsciously.

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Lin Shiyao went to Flower Town in the morning to work as a supervisor.

Three new carpenters were hired, along with the old Feng Lao Six, and the four of them drove hot in the house.

They've never seen wood this colour. I wonder if I bought it from the outside world. After all, a few vegetarian villagers accustomed to getting up early said that the trees were pulled in four trips by a four-mull scooter.

What timber stores in Bulo-city sell, it's not clear what they do for themselves?! Since there are no trees of this colour. Especially these seven sandalwood woods, in their view, are even tougher and stronger than authentic sandalwood.

With Simon Lin's ear, the four people muttered what they heard. However, he had no interest in explaining it. As long as it doesn't affect the progress of the project and likes to mumble, then mumble.

With a willow branch in his hand, he walked around the courtyard for several laps. Finally, he drew a circle around the backyard by the cherry tree, ignoring the strange expression of the four carpenters, and said coldly: "Here, add a bench with a back. ”

The four of them looked at each other, and then Feng Lao Liu, an elder, answered: “The son wants to build it from this wood?” There's a stone table in the yard, but it's made of wood...

Lin Shiyao sniffed a cold glance, meaning: let you do what you do, so much nonsense!

The four of them quickly lowered their heads and hurried to their livelihoods. God, what did this guy do? It feels so stressful to just sweep it. Forget it, let's just bury it. Finish your work early and go home and take your wife. Luckily, the wages are not low in this house. If it can be done in ten days, there will be a huge reward. So it's always right to rush to work.

Nor did Lin Shiyao ignore them. He continued to sneak around and stopped thinking. In the meantime, the four men were instructed to add a bench of the same style next to the palm tree of the river in the front yard, and a set of tall and short plum piles were added to the grass near the river bank.

Until then, four people were convinced that the young son of several of them, who was only in his early twenties, was well overshadowed. He knew martial arts. Otherwise, which farmer would have thought to make a set of plum piles. And the wood is still so tough and solid. It's not as if it's a setup! So the quicker and more serious the move was in the hands of the four of us. and put as much strength into this project as possible.

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When Shiryu Lin returned to the inn, Su Shuiju still slept in bed with his clothes.

Touched her forehead gently, nothing unusual. Lin Shiyao is relieved. A glance inside the room doesn't look the same as when you go out in the morning.

She frowned slightly and turned downstairs to ask the master cabinet about her lunch today. Her eyebrows grew tighter when she heard that she neither sent food upstairs nor downstairs or went out to eat.

After ordering a few light hot dishes and sending Little Er to his room quickly, Lin Shiyao turned back upstairs. And she keeps guessing why she won't eat.

“Huh? Are you back? Is it too late?” Su Shuijuan's voice opened his eyes softly. The sleep was so sweet that I almost forgot the bloating pain in my belly.

Lin Shiyao was directing XiaoEr to put the food on the table and bring in a bucket of hot water before realizing that the sky was already covered in ashes.

“Is something wrong?” Lin Siyao hung a hot wet wipe and gently wiped her sleepy cheeks.

Su Shuihui listened and his face burned red again.

Lin Shiyao glanced at her inexplicably. If the temperature wasn't normal, he wondered if she had a fever.

“Haven't you eaten at noon?” Lin Shiyao helped her to do it and let her lean against the bed. Served a bowl of rice, each dish held a few chopsticks and sat next to her, as if to feed her.

“I... I'll do it myself.” Su Shuiju wanted to take over the bowl chopsticks in his hand.

“Tell me what's wrong, or I'll feed you.” As soon as Lin Shiyao moved, the bowl chopsticks had already changed to the other hand. In her mouth, there was a certain amount of worry in her consistently cold voice, talking to her about the terms.

Su Shuihuan glared at him with disgrace. Turn around and ignore him.

Lin Shiyao sighed helplessly: "Shuihui... is there anything you can't tell me? Or... I'm still not qualified to listen...”

“Don't be ridiculous!” Su Shuihui turned back immediately and, despite the shame of men and women, reached over to cover his mouth, with the intention of preventing him from carrying a dark sigh.

Lin Shiyao pulled her hand and wrapped it in her palm, and her dark eyes looked at her without blinking.

“I... that... is coming.” Su Shui insisted, but said in a mosquito-like voice. Lin Shiyao heard of a fog.

“Which one?” He saw her head down for half a day and did not mean to continue explaining himself, he asked.

“Aoi!” Su Shui's face rose red and couldn't help but roar. Then I realized that I seemed to speak too loudly and rushed to cover my lips.

Lin Shiyao became half-witted before she understood what she meant. I also had to dye my face red.

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“Madam in charge, is that enough?” Lin Shiyao entered Su Shuiju's room with a large cluster of white cotton in his hand.

“Oh, I think... that's enough.” Su Shuijuan, sitting on the bedside, carefully moved his lower body and took over the white cotton in Lin Shiyao's hand. He roughly observed that it should be possible to divide it into more than four or five pieces.

That's right, Su Shuiju, Miss Su, is ready to sew out a few cotton cloth bags for sunflower water based on her memory. She doesn't want to stay in bed every day for the next few days. Besides, even if she's lying still, it doesn't mean it won't leak into her blasphemous pants and jacket. Instead of being so war-torn, it's better to think of a good response.

Here, although cotton is not precious, after the harvest, in addition to leaving some to sew cotton robes and quilts, the rest, while the cotton is bright and fluffy, are sold to the merchants who came to the boutique.

The lady in charge of the cabinet must have even some from her own body to give Su Shuiju.

Lin Shiyao picked a thicker embroidered needle from her various stitching bags, along with the white cotton cloth strips that had not been replaced in the baggage, according to Su Shuiqiao. Curious, but without asking. My guess must have something to do with her coming to the sunflower.

With this in mind, Lin Shiyao's face once again raised two invisible red spots.

When a woman comes to sunflower water, it means she can have a baby from now on. Kid... I want him to be an orphan. He has lived almost in the dark for the last 20 years and is about to have a child of his own...