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The curling smoke, like a thin ribbon, wraps around the beautiful mountains and rivers.

After the lunch break, it was again busy farming.

Ling Suxue wore a blue cloth and white floral shirt, a broad-brimmed straw hat on her head, and diligently took care of the tea leaves in her own field. She carefully surveyed each tea tree, and did not let go of every necrotic leaf.

Therefore, the tea leaves in her field are always bright and green, glowing with white light.

Although she came to Yutian Village for a year, she didn't know why she learned to grow tea very quickly and made tea, so the neighbors always laughed at her honestly, because she was too hardworking, and she turned white overnight.

"Actually, you didn't lose your head overnight because you thought about things, did you?" Han Xiaoying carried a loaded basket on her back, sat beside the ridge under the sunset flying high, and looked at Lingsu Xue who was still busy with a smile.

"Yes, the night before I had a strange dream, I dreamed that I was standing on a green island, facing a huge banyan tree, and the banyan tree said to me, 'The time has come, and I should pay it back. Then my hair was all white. I thought it was just a dream, but I didn't expect to wake up and look in the mirror, and my hair was really white! Ling Suxue smiled bitterly.

"You must have been very sad that day."

"Well, very sad, locked up at home for seven whole days. Every day, when my sister came home after selling rouge gouache, she comforted me and encouraged me. Later, I also had the courage to go out, so I gradually stopped caring about the color of my hair, lived as usual, and didn't care about the disdainful eyes of the villagers and the comparison of the discussion behind my back. ”

"Su Xue, you are so good! If it were me, I would definitely shrink into the house and not go out, and even if I went out, I would have to wrap my head tightly so that not a single gray hair would come out. ”

"Hehe, I thought so at the time, but after thinking about it for a long time, I thought it was nothing. Now the villagers have accepted my white head, they no longer talk about it, and everything is back to normal when I first arrived. ”

"But I still think you're amazing. You don't know how many appalling things my grandmother said about your white hair, what was the ghost on the body, the ghost sucked yang energy, the evil spirit, and the evil spirit...... She told all the terrible things about the evil sect, but now that she said enough, she got used to it, and she didn't say it. Han Xiaoying pouted, looking apologetic.

"The old man is convinced of the cow, the ghost, the snake and the god, and she can't be blamed." Ling Suxue smiled generously, holding a dustpan full of tea tips, through the greenery, and walked to the ridge: "It's not early, let's go back." ”

Han Xiaoying nodded, got up and patted the yellow mud on her buttocks, then pointed to the back basket with a crutch and smiled: "Su Xue, guess what I picked up on the mountain today?" ”

"Can't guess." Ling Suxue shook her head gently as she walked, and her slender shadow stretched infinitely long in the setting sun.

"Guess what!" Han Xiaoying begged.

"Precious nightshade grass?"

"It's not."

"Dendrobium?"

"No, it's not an herb, it's a flower."

"Then you didn't say it earlier!" Lingsuxue tickled each other complainingly.

Han Xiaoying's laughter was like a silver bell slamming, floating in the dim sky.

"What the hell?" Lingsuxue can't wait.

"It's the Zhu Dinghong that Sister Mu Bing has been talking about!"

"Vermilion red! That's great! ”

"Hehe, I had the strength to eat roast chicken today, so when I ran far away to pick herbs in the afternoon, I found that there were not only several high-priced herbs in the depths of a small forest, but also Vermilion red. Now Sister Mu Bing can make more money to buy roast chicken to eat! ”

"You know how to eat." Lingxue teased.

"Isn't it to work to make money and buy food, is it to save it up as a quilt cover?" Han Xiaoying stuck out her tongue.

Soon, they returned to Yutian Village.

"Su Xue, you take out Zhu Dinghong, I have to take care of my grandmother tonight, so I won't go to your house to play."

"Okay, see you tomorrow morning!"

Ling Suxue held the pleasant fragrance of vermilion red in one hand and a dustpan in the other, and happily returned to the simple little thatched hut.

At this moment, Ling Mubing was playing with rouge gouache in front of the table, and there were a bunch of bright flowers beside him, including roses, leeks, junzi orchids, begonias and other flowers of various colors.

When she saw the vermilion red in Ling Suxue's hand, she immediately put down the mortar and grinding stick in her hand, snatched the vermilion red and put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed: "Ah...... It's so fragrant, if those young girls and young women touch this kind of rouge, I don't know how many men in Jin'an County will be fascinated! ”

"Hehe, sister, so you can make a lot of money and eat a lot of roast chicken!"

"That's it." Ling Mubing put Zhu Dinghong alone in the corner of the table, picked up the two cans of rouge that had been made and put into the box and handed them to the woman next to her: "These two boxes of magnolia are asked by Zhang Yuanwai's wife, you will send them to her early tomorrow, and you must deliver them before the end of the day, because her family will marry her daughter tomorrow, and this morning I will make two boxes of upper magnolia for her, so you must not forget." ”

"Got it."

Ling Suxue simply ate some dinner and went to bed early.

Ling Mubing was in the dim candlelight, facing a table of making tools and fragrant flowers, and did not fall asleep until late at night.

When the moon sinks in the west, the sky will not dawn.

Ling Suxue held the two boxes of magnolia wrapped in it, stepped on the damp muddy road, and ran quickly towards Jin'an County with a hazy mist.

The stars in the sky are fading, and the east is about to turn white.

When she returned home after completing her mission, she was just in time for the villagers in Yutian Village to pick up their burdens and set off.

Han Xiaoying carried the basket on her back, applied a little powder, and walked over with a smile on her clothes: "Su Xue, hasn't Sister Mu Bing gotten up yet?" ”

"Well, she slept late last night."

"Why do you look like you've just run a thousand miles?"

"Before dawn in the morning, I took two boxes of rouge to Jin'an County to deliver magnolia to Zhang Yuanwai's house."

"So today, there are rich and noble families in Jin'an County getting married! When the time comes, the team will definitely sprinkle sugar on the road! ”

"There must be, Zhang Yuanwai marries his daughter, and the pomp must be big. The sugar sprinkled at that time will be delicious! Ling Suxue smiled, stared at Han Xiaoying, looked up and down, confused: "Did you put on makeup today?" ”

"Mune! I just saw it. ”

"You've even put on new clothes."

"Hehe, of course, maybe I'll meet Master Si again today." Han Xiaoying's cheeks fluttered, her eyes lowered shyly, and her hands wrapped around her chest to hang her hair.

Ling Suxue couldn't help but strike: "Master Si is a talent, personable, and gentle, and he shouldn't look down on a rural village girl like us who has no status!" So I advise you to dispel the idea of getting into the wrong as soon as possible and buy medicine steadily! ”

"Nasty! How can you, like Sister Mu Bing, enjoy percussion. Han Xiaoying's mouth flattened.

"I'm not here for fun, I'm here to remind you."

"I know, I don't have your sisters, but everything is man-made, maybe one day I really get married to Master Si." Han Xiaoying raised her face and smiled confidently.

Ling Suxue was stunned, whether it was a woman with makeup or not, she was so confident.

"Well, as you said, everything is man-made, I wish you success!"

"Thanks!"

Han Xiaoying smiled brightly.