The old cow convertible is spacious and bright, with air circulation, and the breeze also gives people some soberness, of course, the warm sun will be a little hot after a long time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

No, Li Mingxuan, who is slightly fat, also has pearl-sized sweat droplets on his forehead. The round little face has been treated by the sun's rays, and it has become a little reddish puffy, which is comparable to the Meitu App.

However, Li Mingxuan, who focused on chatting with friends, didn't care much, shook his hands and wiped them randomly, not caring about his image.

"Mai He, can you come to my house more often in the future? I'm bored at home alone. Li Mingxuan later said his purpose. But I secretly added in my heart that it was best to bring Sister Xiaocao with me.

This little fat drunkard didn't mean to drink, he had long noticed that Xia Maihe and the place where Xia Cao appeared were also there. If he comes to his own house, it doesn't mean that Sister Xia Cao is also ...... Hey. The little abacus in my heart crackled.

"Well, okay! I will go to your house more often in the future to find you! Xia Maihe agreed, anyway, I have to go to his house often to borrow a grinding disc in the future, which is also a kind of door-to-door search.

Xia Maihe, whose ears had been full of their tea for a long time, finally heard that his younger brother was sensible, and his words and deeds for a while were the starting point. There was also a smile of relief on his face with his eyes closed.

"What? Xia Maihe, that guy is going to come to his house in the future! Should he go out first to avoid the limelight? The other person in the car was like a great enemy, Li Mingyang was in the corner of the car, although his eyes did not dare to look here, he pricked up his ears to listen to their every move.

Under the ancient city walls of Wusu Town, there are still two soldiers in hand, and the people who enter the city still have to be checked.

"Dad, let's go to the blacksmith shop and make a stove first."

Xia Qiaomu got out of the car, took out the paper recorded last night from his arms and said to his father.

"Then let's go to the blacksmith shop first! Xiaocao and Mai He followed closely and couldn't run around. Xia Muhan advised, after listening to Da Lang's words yesterday, he felt that the two boys were a little wild, and they had to take good care of them.

After sleeping in the car, Xia Cao, who was extremely refreshed, was pulling Li Mingxuan to ask which shop on East Street was the most delicious and what novelty there was on West Street, and ignored Xia Muhan's words in vain.

"Brother Mingxuan, then I'll go first, goodbye!"

Xia Cao, who was pulled away by Xia Maihe, reluctantly said goodbye to Li Mingxuan, it would be good to have a native, and she could take fewer detours in the future.

Li Mingxuan, who had fallen, looked at Xia Cao's back blankly, overjoyed, it turned out that he still had a lot of weight in Xia Cao's sister's heart, and he finally had a soft and cute sister.

Xia Cao got out of the car and happened to see Li Mingxuan, so he came over to ask a few words, in Li Mingxuan's opinion, Xiaocao couldn't wait to talk to him, and the words when parting gave Li Mingxuan a lot of misleading.

It is said that Xia Cao's family entered the city and walked around into a shop, the shop was a little ruined, the plaque on the gate was a little old, and there were some cobwebs.

Could it be that this is the hermitage where Dad knows a peerless master, the kind of master who specializes in forging divine weapons, the more Xia Cao thinks about it, the more likely it is, otherwise how could he come to the place according to his fox father's character.

Walking into the shop, a young man sat with a short sword in his hand and looked at it carefully, his clothes a little shabby. When he saw a guest coming in, he hurriedly got up to greet him.

Why don't you see the sloppy old man who loves to drink, but it's right to think about it, how can a peerless master be seen so easily, there must be an apprentice or child to help him take care of his affairs, maybe the man in front of him is his beloved apprentice.

"Uncle Han, you're here! How many arrows are going to be hit this time. The young man greeted him familiarly.

"Jingyang, I'm here to ask you to help me make an iron stove." Daddy said.

Wow, this man's father really gave him a good name, and every time they met, others would say "respect" the name.

When he heard that it was not forging arrow feathers, the man's eyes were a little gloomy, and he looked a little lost.

"Jingyang, you just inherit your father's blacksmith shop, don't mess up those messy things anymore, look at what your father's shop has been made by you, how you let him look at it under Jiuquan." Xia Muhan stared at the short sword in the man's hand, narrowed his eyes, and said sternly.

The man's face in front of him became more and more gray, his palms were unstable, and the short sword fell to the ground with a "ding".

Xia Muhan looked at his dejected appearance, and was a little unbearable but comforted: "You are now twenty years old, and you haven't married yet, do you want to live with these iron mines for the rest of your life, so you have to leave your family behind!" ”

Hearing this, Xia Cao finally admitted the fact that there is no superior, but twenty-year-old men are all old leftover men in ancient times, and they have not yet reached the legal age of marriage in modern times? That's too big a gap! It seems that her dream of being an old leftover girl is difficult to come true.

Xia Cao looked around and found that there were some big knives and long swords stacked in the corner of this shop. It turned out to be a young man with a dream of forging a sword, but his father's words were too ugly. It's just a young man who doesn't support this Jingyang to pursue his ideals, so why fight him? There's definitely something wrong with that.

Next, Dad and Jingyang didn't talk much, just a few simple words, and left Dingyin. It's a shame that Xia Cao didn't hear any gossip from it.

As soon as he got out of the blacksmith shop, Xia Muhan led his three children to Minfeng's grain store where he came last time. The proprietress who ate melon seeds last time saw them hurriedly come out, and she still had melon seed skin on her mouth.

"Yo, this lord! What are you going to buy this time? Rough noodles? Rice? "The attitude of the hostess was too enthusiastic, but it made Xia Cao a little hairy.

Seeing the melon seed shell flying in the face, Xia Cao hurriedly hid behind the second brother to avoid misfortune.

She doesn't care about her gaffe boss, can she stop her cheekiness in the face of making money?

Xia Muhan asked for twenty catties of soybeans, fifty catties of thick noodles, and ten catties of white noodles, and left after paying the money happily.

After negotiating a large business, the shopkeeper smiled from ear to ear, and when Xia Muhan left, she said that the next time she came back, she would buy so much, and she would give them a discount.

This cunning proprietress why didn't you give them a discount this time, you have to wait until next time. The 21st century method of soliciting customers, she has used it properly in this ancient world.

Xia Qiaomu took the paper and ticked it, looking at what else he hadn't bought.

"Dad, we still need to buy some dishes and chopsticks." Xia Qiaomu, who had finished counting, said to his father.

On the way to buy dishes and chopsticks, he happened to pass by Baicaotang, Xia Maihe was thinking about the delicious pastries he ate yesterday, pulled his sister, and pointed to Baicaotang.

"Dad, I can't walk. I'll go sit down with Big Brother Bai and wait for you and Big Brother to come back to us. No run-around is guaranteed. Xia Cao said.