Assassin Farmer

Chapter 44: Catch-up

”I hear there's still a little show in the Mid-Autumn Festival, can we go back and make a show?” Su Shuiju saw some pedestrians passing by with materials to make Kong Ming lamps in their hands, and he was excited to propose to Shizhou Lin.

Lin Shiyao nodded with a smile. If she liked it, why not?

Subsequently, the two people bought it one by one against the various items that Su Shui had to buy on the paper.

“Sister Shui... Sister Shui...”

Su Shuiyao and Lin Shiyao turned back and saw Xi Cui gasping heavily towards them from the street dozens of meters away.

“Xi Cui?” Su Shuiju looked indissolubly bent over and gasped for atmospheric delights. Shouldn't she be delivering embroidery?

“Sister Shui... Huh, so tired and tired...” Xi Cui finally relieved her breath, holding Su Shui Shui Xiao and reporting happily: “Sister Shui, you don't know, the phoenix is looking for a phoenix, the embroidery building is very satisfied, the boss and his wife gave me an extra silver. Here, this is yours. I wouldn't have done it without you.” Xicui said as she pulled out two taels of silver from her luggage bag sewn on her belt and handed it to Su Shuiqiao in the palm of her hand, she said delicately.

“Silly girl, how can I take your silver if I said it was a favor? You keep these for yourself, but you have to prepare the dowry.” Su Shuiju shook her head with a smile and asked her to take back the silver in her hand. “Well, there's a lot of people here. Take it back. ”

“But...” Xi Cui shook his head in a hurry and insisted on Su Shuiju taking it. “How could I take so much? I didn't do it alone. Without you..."

“Well, if you do, next time you won't come to my house.” Su Shuihui pretended angrily to threaten Xicui. But there was more to this girl than ever before. She wasn't sociable before, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have the will to get to know her best friends. Today, she has abandoned the Gaomen Halo, the eldest granddaughter of Su Embroidered House, and is naturally a woman of the same age who is willing to be more cooperative.

“Sister Shui...” I saw a few more people on the perimeter. I had to stash the two silver coins in my hand and sincerely thanked them: “Thank you, Sister Shui.” Thank you for abandoning the first three of her newlyweds and helping herself. Thank you for not counting. Just because she promised to help before, she would never register again. These are things you can't do by yourself. Xi Cui tightened his fist-gripping hands. Now that you are determined to learn from her, this is something that you will pay attention to in the future.

“We're friends, aren't we?” Su Shui chuckled and said, “At least that's what I think. ”

“Mmm.” Xi Cui said, joyfully nodding. She thought of herself as a friend. With glory!

“By the way, we need to buy something, don't you? Can I get you anything?” Su Shuiju remembers his unfinished business.

“My mother came with me and should still be at the meat stall, so I'll go find her first.” Xi Cui only remembered to wait for her aunt at the meat stall after listening to Su Shuiqiao's question. She stopped dragging Su Shuiqiao. She hurried to avoid two people and ran towards the meat stall.

“Xi Cui is a good girl.” Su Shui stared at Xicui's far back and said with a smile, hoping to find a good person who would love her for the rest of her life. Just like the man around you. He snuck back to sweep Lin Shizhou beside his eyes, Junluang was quite upbeat, swordbrow star purpose him, attracted all kinds of women passing by without knowing.

With this in mind, Su Shui bent his lip corner and said softly: “Yao, let's go too. ”

“Mmm." Lin Shiyao replied with a smile, sliding a few strands of hair from her ear to ear, holding her close to her side and walking to the next destination.

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I went to the cloth store and bought two thick cotton cloths to sew winter robes.

One was black, she chose it for him. I don't want him to wear it too dark, but winter clothes, darker colors are also resistant to dirt. Moreover, she could not deny that black was the most appropriate and natural thing to wear on him, and it seemed that such a deep colour was born for him.

The other one was cherry red, and he chose it for her. It's like a ripe red cherry, which reminds him of the fruit from the tall cherry tree in front of his door. It's kind of like she and he were able to make this marriage work. His lips were soft.

This was followed by the grocery store, which replenished various colour clusters and added several coarse needles sufficient to sew fur. Lin Shiyao has already told her the purpose of stripping off the fur that is being hung from the sun, saying that it is to make her a shoulder knee pad or something over winter. She was happy to accept it and intends to give it to him. It's just that for the next time, she'll be busy for a while. The plan to go with Xi Cui to embroider the building for a living had to be delayed for a few more days. Think of the more than ten taels of silver left in the house, which should be enough for the two of them to go through the whole winter and get into the next year's expectations.

In the first spring, two plots of land under the name of the house need to be sown with pine soil, which means that next year they will have plenty of rations and cotton to make clothes, which of course will also require the Lord's generosity. In the event of a natural disaster, such as a flood or drought, their hopes would be lost.

Su Shui remembered what Lin Shizhou said. He had never had Mid-Autumn. He had never tasted a mooncake before. He dragged him to a refreshment shop.

I wanted to buy some mooncake pie and go back and try to make my own mooncake. I don't want to only sell mooncakes in people's stores, not just fillings. She also said that the ladies of the filling family would make it, and the hard thing to do was to bake mooncakes. If you don't have an oven at home, you can't do it.

Su Shuiju was right to listen to the second son of the pastry shop. Think about yourself and Lin Shiyao who can't even make mooncakes yet, let alone the baking oven that specializes in mooncakes. Who knows if Aunt Lao made them themselves or maybe bought land too.

So I bought nine, three fillings of bean sand, date clay, and miscellaneous, three of each. Also called a kilo of laurel cake, a kilo of fruit cake. It cost her more than a tael of silver. My heart's desire to learn to make these rice pastries with my own hands is all the more urgent.

Finally, I went to the rice noodle shop and weighed 50 litres of rice and 50 litres of flour. Lin Shiyao easily picked up two bags of rice noodle cloth that didn't seem to move at all in Su Shuiqiao's eyes, walked outside the street entrance, grabbed her, and rushed to the house.

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“Oh, that's not...” Su Shuiqiao and Lin Shiyao just left the street. The purple clothed woman, who came out lightly around the corner, stood at once, looking at the two people who had been walking away for a long time.

“Hurry up, Sister Wan, if you don't leave, Prince Wang's position will be taken by the two stinking girls of the Fang family.” A few meters away, the same well-dressed young woman with a beautiful shirt called back anxiously. Watching the sun rise, the poetry club's dining time is approaching. If you don't leave, you'll miss the opportunity to communicate closely with the owner's son.

Lu Waner was just relieved. Yes, she, Lu Jia Qianjin Lu Waner, met this man once again to make her feel like an ice man.

This direction leads out of town. Is he just a farmer in a nearby village? No wonder I kept asking and didn't get any information about him. But looking at his cold, handsome face, which made him a little mad, and his tall, strong body, which made him thirsty to melt beneath him, he couldn't see at all that he was just an ordinary farmer. Besides, what happened to farmers? I thought my father was from a town of flowers. Big deal, let him join the family like her father.

Mindfully, Lu Waner raised his delicate lip angle and completely ignored Su Shuiju's side. In her heart, there was no man who did not love her arrogant figure, this delicate face. Combined with the doorstep of her rich Lu family, there will be men, especially rural farmers in the district, who will categorically refuse her request. That's impossible. Once again, she was convinced. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)