Pan Jinlian was distracted again, this time she still had a strong smile, as if she had encountered something happy, perhaps because she saw the happy life of their family in the future.

A person's life is not very long, although there are dozens of years, and then there are more than ten years of ignorance, ten years of ignorance, and the remaining dozens of years of hard work.

Speaking of which, a person's life is full of suffering, but in fact, life is not bitter, but only the thoughts.

People who sleep in the open feel that having a sheltered home is happiness; People who have no worries about food and clothing feel that they can live a better life, and they can be satisfied with a life of clothes and food and mouth; And those who can really stretch out their hands and eat to open their mouths may think about how to have a group of wives and concubines, how to be merry and happy.

Perhaps, sometimes people should be like Jin Lian, the standard of happiness should be lowered a little, so happiness will not leave you.

Pan Jinlian slowly came back to her senses, but when she came back to her senses, she held her cheeks and had nothing to do.

Of course, she remembered that Da Lang told her to rest well when he left, but she was not as good at sleep as Da Lang, she always felt back pain after sleeping for a long time, and Pan Jinlian admired Wu Da Lang very much when she slept lazily.

Maybe it's because Da Lang can sleep lazily that he can cultivate immortals.

Sure enough, cultivating immortals is not something that anyone can cultivate, unless that person can sleep lazy. Although it sounds a little... Weird.

Pan Jinlian muttered, "Take out the sheets and wash them." After all, last night... But if Da Lang knew that I was doing housework and didn't listen to him, would he be angry? Da Lang loves Jin Lian so much, he shouldn't be angry. Then wash it. ”

Thinking of this, Pan Jinlian stood up from the chair, still in some pain, but she could still overcome it.

Pan Jinlian came to the bedroom, pulled up the sheets, and looked at a red plum blossom on the sheets, Pan Jinlian's little face also blushed slightly, as if she thought of the unsightly actions last night.

Although there was no one around, Pan Jinlian still covered her face shyly, feeling some hot cheeks, and she snorted softly: "Hmph, it's all to blame on Da Lang, and I don't know where he learned these shy postures." ”

After a long time, Pan Jinlian's heart slowly calmed down, but her face was still a little red, and she looked a little charming at the moment.

Pan Jinlian seemed to think of something, and then happily took out a pair of scissors from a basket, sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the scissors and cut them at the plum blossom.

Pan Jinlian cut it carefully, and it is like her most precious work of art.

After a long while, the plum blossom was finally cut off.

Pan Jinlian looked at the plum blossoms spread in her palm, showing a sweet smile, and then gently folded the plum blossom-like sheet.

After folding it, Pan Jinlian took it to a drawer and took out a small wooden box from it.

The wooden box is a little old and the color is a little peeling, but the pattern on it is quite delicate, and it is one of the few things in the house that can be considered beautiful.

Pan Jinlian opened the box and poured out some small jewelry inside, these small jewelry are not real golden forks and silver hairpins, they are not valuable, and they are obviously not comparable to this plum blossom cloth.

Pan Jinlian put the plum blossom cloth into the wooden box, re-closed the box, and gently stroked it before putting it back in the drawer.

After all this was dealt with, Pan Jinlian walked to the bed again, rolled up the sheet that had been cut off with a hole, held it in her arms, and then walked out of the bedroom.

Pan Jinlian put the sheets in a large wooden basin, placed the wooden basin in a relatively spacious place outside the house, and then scooped water from the house several times before filling the wooden plate.

Pan Jinlian found a small stool, and when she saw this small stool, Pan Jinlian's mind appeared Wu Dalang's somewhat bad appearance, thinking that he had been holding this small stool and would bask in the sun outside the door every afternoon.

Pan Jinlian doesn't know why Da Lang can become so lazy, of course, the word "lazy" is called leisure in Da Lang's mouth.

Pan Jinlian shook her head with a smile, took a small stool to the side of the wooden basin, and then sat down.

Jin Lian washed it slowly, and the movements were not fast, because if she used too much force, it would still affect her body, and it would hurt a little.

It took a long time for Pan Jinlian to finish washing the sheets.

Pan Jinlian wiped the sweat on her forehead, and she was sweating slightly, like a hibiscus out of the water.

Pan Jinlian took the wrung out sheets and came to the edge of a wooden shelf.

Pan Jinlian tried to hang up the sheets, but found that her arms were a little strained, which would not be the case in normal times, but she had not fully recovered yet, so she seemed a little powerless.

"Girl, do you need help from the old body?"

Pan Jinlian turned her head when she heard the words and found that it was an old woman.

Pan Jinlian looked at this old woman and thought: Can she really help me when she looks so old?

Pan Jinlian felt that there was something wrong with this thought, and it must have been damaged by Da Lang. She used to be very respectful of the old and loved the young.

The old woman walked over by herself, took half of the sheet in Pan Jinlian's hand and said.

"Girl, don't be embarrassed, I think you should be sick, it's normal to be sick and weak. Come on, hang it up together. ”

Pan Jinlian heard the old woman say this, and she also acquiesced, saying that it was okay to be sick, after all, that matter could not be said in front of others.

With the help of the old woman, the sheet was finally hung on the wooden shelf, and then Pan Jinlian smoothed out the wrinkles.

The old woman looked at Pan Jinlian's delicate movements and secretly thought in her heart: What a beautiful embryo, I think it was because I had just experienced personnel last night, and I was weak and a little shy.

The old woman thought for a moment and then continued: "Did the girl just come from out of town? I'm familiar with the area, but I've never seen you before. ”

"Well, it's not long ago."

"That's the house you live in, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Then the girl and I are neighbors, and I have a teahouse not far from there. As neighbors, we can get to know each other. The girl can call me Mrs. Wang. ”

"Hello Mrs. Wang, my name is Pan Jinlian."

"Pan Jinlian. Yes, remember. There's something going on in the tea shop, I'm going back first. However, the old man's memory is not very good, and it is inevitable that he will forget it after a long time, so if the girl has nothing to do, she can come to my teahouse and sit down, so that I will not forget. ”

"Well, if you have time, I'll go. Thank you Wang Po for your help, Wang Po walked slowly. ”

Wang Po nodded kindly, glanced at Pan Jinlian before turning to leave.

Pan Jinlian didn't think much about watching Wang Po leave, picked up the wooden basin and small stool and entered the house.

Wu Dalang is not there, otherwise he will definitely tell his Jin Lian and say: This is the legendary old witch, she didn't give you the apple to eat Snow White, right?

Of course, Wu Dalang really wants to say this, and it is estimated that Pan Jinlian is also confused when he hears it.