Assassin Farmer

Just as Su Shuiju immersed himself in the embroidery of "The Drunken Princess" and couldn't afford to share Dabao's daily gossip with Aunt Lao and Aunt Tian at three or five o'clock, there was a fresh story in Flower Town that said big and small. The flower family “married” to the youngest son of the richest family in the city, brought the daughter like a flower to Brother (uncle) 's house for New Year's Eve.

“Master, I'm telling the truth. Hana's beautiful daughter really asked me about you.” Tian Dabao jumped up and down to the grass squatting on the banks of the river for a while before turning over the wild fungus mushrooms collected in the mountains and wooden ear pieces, Shiryu Lin repeatedly assured himself that he was not lying.

“Ask me what I do?” Lin Shiyao snorted unexpectedly.

If Dabao hadn't emphasized that the other party was a woman, he was worried that the other party would be a fine work sent by Feng Yao Gang. But if it's a woman... ha... unless the wind clears the cliffs and the tide changes. Otherwise, according to his knowledge of the Palace of Feng Yao, there are about five or six hundred people, none of whom will be women.

“Then I don't know. Master, is it possible that she took a picture of you and wanted you to be the back door of her house? Hahaha... uh... Master, forgive me... forgive me... I won't dare... ah... okay... I'm going to stand on the pile..."

Poor Dabao, just dared to tease this handsome master who basically kept his face paralyzed in front of him with what he learned from the shredded bitches in town, but didn't want to be forced to his most hateful plum pile by Lin Shiyao with a note of his unexpected blue wind.

Standing on the pile with grief, she sneaked away and swept away. Lin Shizhou, still with no expression on her face, couldn't help but grunt: “It's just a joke, I know you have a master... However, the beauty of the woman is beautiful, there really is no master...”

“Concentrate! Unless you want to continue this afternoon.” Lin Shiyao seemed to have heard his mumbling and sent a refreshing reminder of the quality of the sound.

“Got it Master...” Dabao leaned his mouth and went to Xiufeng to practice sword is much more fun than walking the plum pile. Then he converged his mind, his luck, lifted his toe, began to swim quickly between several piles, and practiced the already stylish walking of Xuan Shift.

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”Knock, knock” …

On a windy afternoon, the courtyard door was rarely knocked.

Su Shuihui's side ears listened for a while, and there was some doubt.

At this time, Lin Shiyao took Dabao to Xiufeng to practice swords and cut sheepgrass. It is very likely that she would come to Aunt Lao and Tian. Since she knew that she was in a hurry to embroider this time, she would never come to disturb her. And even if it were the two of them, as they slammed the door, they would surely raise their voices and call out their names.

… who would that be?

“Girl?” Su Shuijuan opened the courtyard door and smiled shallowly to ask the person outside who had been blown by the wind in a slightly distorted way. He only recognized her - the beautiful woman who once had a three-sided edge - Lu Waner. Suddenly a little stunned.

“Isn't this Lord Lin's house?” It was she who opened the door at first sight - the delicate woman who had met several times with the caregiver, in her heart. But the truth is still being questioned in the tone of his mouth.

Those two assholes who only know how to take silver don't make it clear! Oh, I blame myself for being too impatient. I just wanted to find a place for the right person, so I could lobby and seduce them, and forget to ask them to check out the identity of the woman in front of me with her hair combed. Is it Lin's wife or something?

“Girl looking for Yao?” Su Shuihui asked in surprise. There was a strange feeling in my mind that was difficult to describe. This Lu Waner was really into Yao, and he actually chased me home.

But didn't she know Yao was married? Or does she give a shit about being a wife and a concubine and not even a name?

Su Shuijuan suddenly thought of his mother, who was like air in the eyes of her father, herself, didn't have a strong enemy as difficult as Second Mistress?

Lin Shiyao, like his father, would prefer to choose a woman who could only be a concubine instead of himself, who was once married to Ming Zhi?

Oh... yes, because of the huge family background of my mother's family, my father could not resist and be fierce. But myself, there is no help here. How can I outcompete the rich family gold from the city in front of this beautiful and irreplaceable object?

Oh - what are you thinking? Yao wouldn't do that! With this in mind, Su Shuiju shook his head resolutely and immediately denied the flickering speculation of his mind.

It seems that the example of mother-in-law affects me a lot! If Yao found out that he was actually comparing him to his wifeless father, who spoiled his wife, would he take the opportunity to “punish” himself severely again?

Su Shuihui blushed and blushed at the root of his ear when he thought of the most likely way of punishing Lin Shiyao.

Without hesitation, she retracted her mind and dressed herself. With a smile, she greeted Lu Waner, who was confused by the cold wind. “Miss Lu, there is a great wind outside. If you don't mind, come in and talk. ”

“Cough... you... you know me?” Lu Waner looked back and awkwardly cleared his voice and asked.

"Well, we've met a few times, haven't we?” Su Shuiju looked at her with some amusement. She remembered very clearly that Lu Waner revealed her girlfriend's name when she first confessed to Yao.

The custom of this country is strange. Similar to Suzhou, the Republic of China has a conservative folk style and a particularly bold custom. For example, women can also freely participate in poetry society gardens, for example, if they encounter a man of their choice, they can ask each other to speak freely and then develop a relationship… Of course, there must be a very similar premise: these women are rich and noble.

As for the daughters of ordinary people, who are either busy helping their mothers run their families, or collecting dowries to marry a good husband and son-in-law in the future, they do not have as much leisure time to sing praises and write tea, and they do not have that much confidence to offer a one-sided invitation to a man who does not know the details of the family.

“Oh, yes, I'm Lu Waner from the Middle-City Lu family. Please...” Lu Waner opened her head and looked similar to her own age, but it was Su Shuijuan, a woman, who didn't know how to continue to ask.

“I am Yao's wife and girlfriend Su Shuiju.” Su Shuijuan introduced himself to Lu Waner's inquiry. She admitted that she had deliberately attempted to eliminate Lu Waner's poor motivation as a matter of reality.

“Come in and warm yourself up.” Su Shuiqiao smiled at Lu Wan, whose clothes were thin and frozen by the cold wind and purple lips, and invited her to enter the hall.

She couldn't stand the bitter cold wind outside, and the other side didn't have the slightest intention of leaving, so she had to turn the hall to talk again. I was thinking about the drunkenness of the Concubine, which was only half embroidered, and I wanted to drag it off again.

Lu Waner entered the house and had to shock his heart.

I didn't expect it to look like nothing more than a neat and refreshing little house, so arranged inside... uh... atmospheric and warm!

Although the layout of the house is smaller, the furniture displayed by hand can be regarded as a premium quality cherished wood, which in Lu Waner's view is comparable to the extremely expensive set of mahogany households.

Looking at the embroidered pillows and cushions laid on the kang, on the soft couch and on the chair, Lu Waner suddenly had a breathless feeling.

How could she be so sure before? With her beauty and the affluence of the Lu family, she would surely convince Lin Shiyao to go with herself?

“Miss Lu, only homemade wild berry tea can be entertained at home, sorry.” Su Shuiju flushed a pot from the kitchen, even though it was self-stir-frying, but it also smelled like the best tea in the big teahouses in the city.

“Thank you.” Lu Waner took the cup and sipped it gently, which is really good. I didn't expect to be able to taste this delicious cinnamon strawberry tea in this small, mountainous village.

Raise your head again and measure the Su Shuiju sitting with yourself. Her eyebrows were gentle and beautiful, and her hands raised and her hands pitched sophisticated.

“Don't know where Miss Su's family is?” Lu Waner suddenly had a ridiculous illusion. Does this Su Shuiju come from a noble ministry? Then he skipped his mouth and pressed down this almost impossible guess.

Su Shuihuan was stunned, not because she asked about her own family, but because of the faint name of her mouth: “Miss”, is that for unmarried women? Is she reluctant to admit that she is Yao's wife? Or is it certain that Yao will abandon herself and throw herself into her arms?

Oh, Su Shuiyu spit darkly at himself. How can you suspect Lin Shiyao's character?!

Just wondering how to answer Lu Waner's diamond question. There was a little pure roar outside, which means Lin Shiyao and Dabao are back!

Su Shuihuan nodded with a shallow smile at Lu Waner. “My husband is back.” Once again, she revealed with some caution that Lin Shiyao was already her husband's target, rather than that she, Lu Waner, could coax with.

Lu Waner didn't want to go that far. He was reminded by Su Shuiju that he was back. He panicked slightly.

Lowering her head and taking care of this new winter suit like spring clothes, she wiped out the hair that had been slightly confused by the wind and drew a beautiful smile that she thought was enough to impress the mind of the man, ready to greet the man who she had loved for most of the year.

Su Shuihui glanced at Lu Waner, ignoring his own path, and opened the north gate of the hall. After entering the yard and putting aside the cut sheep grass, he stood in front of the water tank and washed his face. Lin Shiyao softly summoned: “Brother Lin! ”

From the former Lord Lin to the current Brother Lin, is it time to take her place and call each other husband? Su Shuihui silently helped his forehead and followed Lu Waner out of the hall.

Once again, my heart sighs helplessly: there's so much time wasted today, how can we speed it up tomorrow? (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.)