Chapter Seventy-Seven: Sichun
"Brother Zhuang, I'll go by myself, you can do your business." Qin Ruwei said to Zhuang Churan with a smile.
With the silver, it is natural to buy some more household goods for your small family, otherwise it will not be like a life when it is empty, and Zhuang Churan heard her idea, and immediately happily sent her to the town in his own carriage.
"Let's go together, my mother also asked me to buy some household belongings to go back, is it to Qingji?" Zhuang Churan also ignored her objections and went in the direction of Qingji by himself.
Qin Ruwei was a little surprised, her eyebrows frowned slightly, but she didn't think much about it and followed.
Since Zhuang Churan helped him out of the siege two days ago, there is always a trace of subtlety between the two, but they can't say what it is.
On the occasion of the market, there are a lot of pedestrians on the street, the hawkers are shouting and selling their own things with open throats, there are half-grown little girls who take out the upper of their shoes to sell, and there are also those who sell mountain goods, etc., the crowd is bustling, so lively.
When Qin Ruwei came back, she was not in a hurry, it was far from being as lively as today, and when she had time left and right, she went shopping with great interest.
"If you have a chance another day, you should go to the county to have a look, the market over there is more interesting." Zhuang Churan saw her stop in front of a candy blowing stall, and couldn't help asking, "Do you want to eat?" ”
"Huh? It's all for children. Qin Ruwei was a little surprised, shook her head and said, "I'm just going to take a look." "Having said that, when I saw the little kid licking the candy man, I really felt a little slanderous.
Zhuang Churan seemed to see her thoughts, the corners of her lips curved slightly, walked to the stall, and said, "Boss, blow a camellia." ”
"Okay!"
The candy blower quickly took the maltose, bit one end with his teeth, and turned it flexibly with one hand, and he didn't know how his mouth moved.
Zhuang Churan paid five cents and handed the flower to Qin Ruwei: "Give!" ”
"For me?" Qin Ruwei opened her mouth in surprise.
"I don't love anything very sweet." Zhuang Churan said with a smile.
Qin Ruwei glanced at him and smiled: "Thank you." He looked down and admired the flowers in his hand: "It's so beautiful, I can't bear to eat it." ”
Zhuang Churan smiled and wanted to speak, but when she saw her stretching out her little tongue and carefully licking the leaves of the sugar flower, she couldn't help but be stunned and quickly turned her head.
The pink little tongue, the ruddy little mouth, Zhuang Churan's head was chaotic, and he only felt that his mouth was dry, and his whole body was hot.
"Brother Zhuang, Brother Zhuang."
"Huh?" Zhuang Churan came back to his senses and asked in a bit of a panic, "What's wrong?" ”
Qin Ruwei was a little strange and said, "I said it, what's wrong with you?" I see your face is so red, isn't it a fever? Although spring has begun, the weather is also extremely cold, so you should not take it seriously. ”
Zhuang Churan's face was embarrassed, and he said hesitantly: "No, I just feel that it seems to be hotter today, let's go in." ”
Seeing him flee into Qingji, Qin Ruwei felt more and more strange, what happened to this person? Thinking of him at the age of nineteen, he is an adolescent boy, isn't he thinking of spring?
Another day, I should remind Aunt Zhuang that everyone in this year has married early, and it is time to get married!
Thinking of himself again, I couldn't help laughing at myself, I couldn't take care of it, and I still went to manage others, this kind of chicken matchmaker is better to avoid