Zhao Xian stopped Xiaomeng, let her stay aside, and laughed: "This stove is very hot, splashing sparks ruined your little face, I have to regret it for the rest of my life." ”

Xiao Meng has long been accustomed to hearing this kind of over-fire words, and he didn't show disgust, but his little face was red, and he stood behind Zhao Xian coyly.

The little dream came to the blacksmith shop today, and suddenly said: "Brother Hammer, my father wants to ask you to make a hoe, and I will pick it up in a few days." As she spoke, she took the bamboo basket on the table, and there was a pair of brand-new cloth shoes in it, and there were several large buns in a lunch box next to it.

Xiaomeng took out a bun from it and handed it to Zhao Xian's mouth, but he didn't dare to look at Zhao Xian, lowered his head and twisted his clothes and replied shyly: "This is my steamed meat bun, can you taste it or not." ”

Xiaomeng worked in the workshop during the day, and had to go home to take care of housework at night, he was already busy enough for a day, these beautifully made shoes, as well as fragrant buns, must have stayed up all night to sew for him, Zhao Xian was moved in his heart, but the fragrant meat buns came to his mouth, and he remembered the tragedy of the little girl in Tsing Yi just now, and he couldn't raise his appetite at all.

Seeing that Zhao Xian was reluctant to open his mouth, thinking that he disliked his meat bun, his face darkened slightly, slowly retracted his hand, and forced a smile: "I know it's not good to do well, it's better to Sister Huayu, I will study hard......"

"Who says you're not doing well?" Zhao Xian was amused by the Nizi on his face, took the bamboo basket and put it aside, and said, "The buns need to be hot to be delicious, I'll steam them later, wouldn't it be better to use them as lunch." ”

Xiaomeng suddenly realized, only to remember that she had been waiting outside for a long time, the buns were already cold, her little face showed a trace of shame, and she hurriedly snatched the bamboo basket, ran into the kitchen in the back room, and cleaned it up.

After a while, Zhao Xian ate steaming steamed buns, and he didn't have enough breakfast, so he just had an extra meal now.

Zhao Xian sat at the small table in the blacksmith shop, Xiaomeng was still fiddling with tea for him next to him, skillful appearance, at first glance, she was a good girl who would run a house, Zhao Xian couldn't help but sigh, this girl was gentle and considerate, cooking was delicious, and I didn't know that the one who burned high incense could marry into the door.

Zhao Xian liked her buns very much, and Xiao Meng showed a smile on his face, and he had nothing to do, so he cleaned up in the messy blacksmith shop.

Suddenly, she saw an 'iron rod' on the top of the room, which was only a foot long, hollow, and embedded in a wooden handle, which looked very strange.

"Brother Hammer, what is this?" Xiaomeng picked it up, it was not very heavy, she wanted to look at what was inside the hollow, but she was snatched by Zhao Xian, and Xiaomeng's shoulders shook when she was frightened by the sudden movement, and she looked at Zhao Xian weakly.

Xiaomeng's aggrieved appearance, Zhao Xian's heart softened, the thing in his hand was a fire gun that already had a prototype, but unfortunately because of the constraints of conditions, he couldn't make a seamless steel pipe, this shoddy thing, the experiment was fried once, and he once went off and killed the 'evil dog Xiaohua' at home, and afterwards found that it tasted good, and he was almost complained to death by Huayu.

Zhao Xian stopped Xiaomeng because he was afraid that she would hurt herself, but Xiaomeng obviously didn't think that this little iron rod could hurt him, and he looked unhappy.

Seeing this, Zhao Xian had no choice but to explain: "Xiaomeng, this thing is called a gun, it is very dangerous, and you can't touch it casually." ”

Xiao Meng shook her head, guns and spears are one of the standard equipment of the army, and when the army passed by outside the city, she had seen a lot, but it was not like this at all.

Thinking that Zhao Xian was dissatisfied with her touching things, so she said such a lie, Xiaomeng couldn't help but pout, lowered her head and said quietly: "If you don't want me to touch things indiscriminately, why bother looking for such a reason." After saying that, he walked out with small steps.

Zhao Xian also felt that there was a problem with the explanation, and it was really troublesome to explain the concept of the gun to her.

Zhao Xian thought about it, and suddenly grabbed Xiao Meng, who wanted to leave, put the fire gun in his waist, and said: "This gun, it's not the spear you see, this is hung on the waist, as long as you take it out when you need it, you can shoot something with a light press on the target......"

"Brother Hammer, you're necrotic!"

Before Zhao Xian finished speaking, Xiaomeng exclaimed, although he didn't understand what Zhao Xian was talking nonsense again, but he deliberately inserted the 'iron rod' in the lower abdomen, and made a gesture to 'shoot' at people, especially like the scene when a little kid wearing open crotch pants peed, Zhao Xian is not a little kid, he is a man who is a lot taller than Xiaomeng, this action is a little obscene in the eyes of Xiaomeng, who doesn't know what to do.

Zhao Xian used to joke a lot, but he had never been so direct, Xiao Meng's face was flushed, and he didn't even know where to look with his eyes, and after an exclamation, he hurriedly covered his face and escaped.

Zhao Xian is not a good person, seeing that Xiaomeng misunderstood, he did not explain, but showed a bad smile, watched Xiaomeng leave, and said loudly: "Remember to come and get a hoe in a few days." With that, he shook his head and went into the blacksmith's shop.

And a hundred meters away from the blacksmith shop, at the mouth of an alley, there were two men in linen robes, shivering from the cold, poking their heads out from time to time to look out, because of the cold, their faces were frozen and cracked, occasionally spitting, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, whispering a few words, seeing Xiaomeng coming, they immediately retracted their bodies.

Xiaomeng carried a hemp skirt, walking briskly on the street, embroidered cloth shoes on the green bricks covered with snow, stepping on the 'squeak', although it was winter, her face was still shy red Dandan, and from time to time gently bit her lower lip, looked back at the blacksmith shop, saw Zhao Xian returned to the house, she pouted again, as if she was afraid that people would find out, hurriedly lowered her head, and trotted all the way out of the street.

Two trembling men glanced at each other, and after a little negotiation, one of them patted the snow on his body and followed...

"Zhao Dazhu, get up early!"

Outside the door of the blacksmith shop, a gust of wind and snow drifted in, Huang Tiantian, who had a playful smile on his face, walked in from the outside, because the temperature in the house rose sharply, she took off the fiery cotton wool cloak, wearing a yellow satin skirt, but her wrists were tied with iron nails, which seemed cute, inexplicably revealing a brute force, not very old, but perennial sports, crisp chest and tall, slender and strong legs, well developed, the big one, if there is no trace of hooliganism, the end is a beauty billet.

How did she get here? Zhao Xian's head is big, this girl's surname is simply not worthy of this look, so rude, who can cure her in the future? Marry into the door and not be bullied to death.

Zhao Xian mourned for the third young master of the Ling family for a moment of silence, then smiled and said, "Yo~ Which crooked wind has blown you here today, and your wedding date is coming soon, so you must invite me to drink wedding wine when the time comes." ”

"You..." As soon as Huang Tiantian heard this, her face darkened a lot, and the smile just now was gone, she threw the big knife to Zhao Xian, and said coldly: "Don't be nosy, make up for the knife well, as long as I am satisfied, the silver will be indispensable to you." ”

Zhao Xian took the big knife and looked at it, there was a gap the size of a fingernail, and the snow blade was very dazzling.

Zhao Xian looked at it a few times, frowned, and said, "What are you chopping to destroy the knife like this?" ”

This mountain knife, but Zhao Xian spent a few months, using good iron, a hammer folded and forged more than 30 times, although it is still far from 100 steel, but in Changzhou, where the heavy industry is not developed, it is already considered a top good knife, but I didn't expect to be cut out of a gap.

Huang Tiantian had a trace of pity in his eyes, glared at Zhao Xian angrily, and said, "You made it, cut off the sword of Ling Da Fat, and the knife also collapsed." ”

Because of the cold weather, she ran to the huge charcoal stove, stretched out her little hand to bake the fire, and stood far away with a disgusted face, for fear of bumping into the dirty Zhao Xian.

Zhao Xian didn't bother to care about her attitude, there was no dust on the blacksmith's body, he looked at the gap of the knife, because it was folded and forged, the texture inside was layer by layer, and it could be repaired, unless it was melted and re-played, but since the knife was broken by him, he naturally had to repair it for others, Zhao Xian threw the knife to the side and said: "I will accompany you to bring the new one, for the sake of you borrowing the knife, I will not charge you money." ”

Huang Tiantian's eyes lit up, and he immediately jumped to Zhao Xian's side, and said solemnly: "Even if you know each other, my requirements are very high, don't fool me with defective products, otherwise this head catcher can seize your shop." After taking Zhao Xian to nod, she showed a playful smile and strolled around the blacksmith shop.

Although it was winter, there was still a light snow outside, but the blacksmith shop was extremely hot, Zhao Xian only wore a leather apron, used to block the splashing sparks, his arms were exposed in the air, red by the firelight, and his vigorous muscles were fully displayed, which had a bit of visual impact.

Zhao Xian was almost fascinated by himself, and said in his heart: "This figure is more perfect than a clothes rack, if it is seen by those lonely and resentful women, I am afraid that I will not be able to take my eyes off, and I don't know when I can use it..."

It's a pity that Zhao Xian's fierce image, with Mars in the sky, looks like a reckless man in Huang Tiantian's eyes, but yesterday's confrontation between Zhao Xian and Ling Xian surprised her, and she didn't believe that Zhao Xian would be a pair, so she came here today to test Zhao Xian.

Huang Tian brewed for a moment, walked in front of the door with thousands of manners, stretched out his slender hand, caught a few snowflakes, the whirring cold wind, blowing her skirt, delicate waist, adding a bit of spring to the cold winter, her slender lips, slowly hooked a trace of charming arc, opened her mouth lightly, and said softly: "Spring ......"

"Chun, your uncle Chun, come over and pull the bellows for me, I really think of myself as a big lady."

Zhao Xian scolded lightly, the hammer slammed on the red-hot iron lump, and the loud noise scared Miss Huang into a tremble, she turned around suddenly, her little face was black as the bottom of the pot, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Is there something wrong with you?" The old lady finally got interested, and wanted to sing a couplet to listen to you, but she was knocked out by you with a hammer. ”

Every time Huang Tiantian gets angry, he widens his eyes, wanting to add a little 'murderous aura', this sixteen-year-old girl, what kind of murderous aura can she have, her eyes widen, and she is paired with a forked waist and a mature action, no matter how you look at it, it is very funny.

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