Chapter Seventy-Four: The Death of the Princess

This princess is an orphan and a widow, and there are many people in Zhaojia Village who help her, and many village women have surrounded her with such a roar. After all, Wang Po was paralyzed on the ground, and these village women saw that she had injured the skin at her ankle, and when she was bleeding, she began to talk about Zhao Laosan's coming.

"Zhao Laosan, after all, Wang Po is over seventy years old, so you can let it go!"

"It's not easy for this princess to be orphaned and widowed, Zhao Laosan didn't hurry up to help her up!"

"This Zhao Laosan is low-key in his life, and he can't see that he is still a ruthless person!"

The village women around you say a word, Zhao Laosan doesn't care about these village women, he has been used to it in Zhaojia Village all these years, and he just walks to his beans with a basket on his back.

When I arrived at the bean field, Rao had just rained, and the plump beans were swollen, but few could be recovered. I barely pulled some of them, and there were a lot of crystal clear dewdrops on them, and if I put them in the back basket and covered them, the beans would be hot when I got home, and they would be bad if they didn't last a few days.

A pair of sturdy hands tied up the bundle of beans, and then carried it in his hands and walked back. After half an hour of back and forth, when she arrived at the ridge of Fangcai, she didn't expect this Wang Po to come over quickly, this time it was even more excessive, and she actually dragged Zhao Laosan's arm.

"Zhao Laosan, don't think that you are strong, my old wife is afraid of you, this Zhaojia Village is a reasonable place!" Wang Po is completely angry today, if she doesn't get some benefits, she won't give up.

Some of these village women also stood aside to watch the excitement after some of the work in the fields was done, for fear that the matter would not make a big fuss. However, Zhao Laosan has always been cold, and he is not afraid of what these village women say, his thin lips opened slightly, but he said lightly: "Lady Wang, you say directly, how many silver taels do you want?" ”

"You...... You Zhao Laosan is wealthy, are you the village tyrant of Zhaojia Village? This back basket is still in the paddy field, you go and pick it up for me, and I don't want you to lose money on the potatoes, one is not bad to touch from the paddy field, and put it in the back basket! "Wang Po was already over seventy years old, and a pair of hands of skins like burnt candles flowed down, mottled and mottled, like withered trees.

This basket is easier to pick up from the paddy field, but this half basket of potatoes has to be picked up by a good one, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it, which is embarrassing. Zhao Laosan didn't want to be at the mercy of these village women, and now he has bullied his little lady several times, he only said lightly: "Grandma Wang, I will convert this basket and potatoes into money for you!" ”

"Look at it, this Zhao Laosan turned out to be such an arrogant person!" Mrs. Wang's heart has long been a little hot, and his family is prosperous, and this delicate little lady makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Mrs. Wang, it's obvious that you used the back basket to block the ridge, why did it become my Zhao Laosan's fault?"

"Zhao Laosan, my old wife can't say anything about you, today I just need you to scoop up the potatoes and the back basket, and count my wife unlucky!"

Zhao Laosan was a person who didn't like to be entangled, his eyebrows were twisted, and a pair of dark eyes were just like deep pools, ready to withdraw his arms and go home.

Unexpectedly, the strength of this Wang Po's hand increased again, and Zhao Laosan didn't like to be entangled for a long time, so he pulled back his hand a little harder. After all, this Wang Po is old, and Zhao Laosan stumbled under his feet and didn't stand firm, so he fluttered and fell into the paddy field.

Zhao Laosan's eyebrows twisted slightly, ignored the Wang Po in the paddy field, carried the beans in his hand, and walked straight to the house.

After returning home, Su Mi's needlework was almost finished, and after collecting the needles on the cuffs, he stood up and shook the green cloth clothes on his hands: "Husband, I have made this dress a little bigger, thinking that it will be cool to wear in summer!" ”

After what happened just now, Zhao Laosan's heart was not happy, but as soon as he returned home, he saw his delicate little lady, with a white cheek, a pair of bright and clear eyes, and a deep and shallow pear vortex on his lips, so he put down the beans in his hand, and with a big hand, he buckled the little lady into his arms.

Su Mi wanted to let the man wash his hands and try on this clothes, but the man suddenly hugged her so hard, she felt that something was wrong. Although she usually sticks to him, today, she knew that something was wrong with the man, so she slowly put down the clothes at hand and put a pair of small hands around the man's strong waist.

hugged it like this, and a quarter of an hour passed, and Su Mi didn't ask much, just a pair of small hands gently patted the man's strong back.

After a moment, he let go of the little lady in his arms, "Lady, don't move around these days!" ”

"Did you hear some rumors outside when you just went out?" Su Mi remembered that when she went out this morning, the eyes of those village women, if her eyes could eat people, she would not even have scum left.

Lowering her eyes, her little lady's watery eyes sparkled, her densely curled eyelashes trembled slightly, Zhao Laosan couldn't help but cover the soft peach lips with a very thin lip, and slowly enjoyed the fragrance.

"Don't worry, lady, I'm going to be fine!"

Fang Cai, what happened between him and Mrs. Wang, he didn't want to tell his little lady, for fear that she would be sad after hearing it.

"Husband, this bean is very swollen and full, but the sun is not enough, how about I peel it out and make it into tempeh?" When Su Mi used to be a girl, she often made tempeh with Su's mother at home. The family is very poor, and this tempeh can still be eaten under the meal in the cold winter wax moon.

"Do what the lady says!" Although Zhao Laosan was a little irritable in his heart, he didn't want his little lady to be bored too, his thin lips opened slightly, and his words were full of gentleness.

Su Mi saw that there was a large bundle of beans and that there were more stocks at home, so he divided half of them and prepared to cook edamame beans to eat.

But diligent and quick, after speaking, he went to the stove room and took out the basket, first took the edamame from the thick bean stalks, one by one, and put them in the basket. A pair of white little hands, after a while, picked a basket of beans. This bean has been soaked in rainwater, and it is delicious to cook edamame.

The remaining beans were peeled out, put in a wooden pot, and boiled into tempeh.

After dividing it into two halves, Su Mi first took the beans in the basket to the stove room, and then went to the yard to scoop up the cool well water and rinse the beans. Then he went to make a fire in front of the stove, and after the dry wood made a fire, he didn't have to worry about him. After tying the apron, he rolled up his sleeves to reveal two white wrists, scooped half a pot of water, and poured the washed edamame into the basket. Put fragrant sauce, star anise, cinnamon and some spices.

Cook it like this for an hour, and then scoop it up to make sure that this edamame is delicious.

Edamame was boiling in the pot, so Su Mi boiled the peeled beans in a small pot, which not only saved time, but also cooked both beans at the same time.

The beans were boiling in the pot, and Su Mi began to clean the residue in the casserole, she wanted to give birth to a doll for her man, and she heard Su's mother say that this fertility pill worked, and she was more concerned than anyone else.

Although the two of them lived in this Zhaojia Village, they grew up in the village, and they still had some scruples about the customs of these village women, and after washing the dregs, they carefully closed the lid and put it away. Preparing for the night, when everyone in the village had slept, she got up and went to the side house to decoct the medicine.

After cleaning up for a while, this hour passed, and there were too many edamame spices in the pot, and the stove was fragrant. It's still early, take it out in a basket, put it in the yard, and eat it as a snack at night after it cools, which is the most fragrant.

Zhao Laosan slept in the bedroom, and when he woke up, it was already evening. Su Mi felt a little strange, she had never seen her man sleep so deeply before. Knowing that men have something on their minds, she has always been, men don't want to say more, so she doesn't ask a word.

After the man woke up, Su Mi had already prepared the night dinner. Knowing that the man might want to drink some wine, he fried a few more dishes. The flavor of the dish is slightly heavier, so that the man is not so choking when he eats alcohol.

"Husband, have you heard a lot of rumors outside, blame me, if I understand what my mother said, this pregnancy inducing medicine, I will restrain some decoction!" Su Mi was afraid that it would be his own business and make the man uncomfortable.

Zhao Laosan had a glass of wine, although his cheeks were dull, but they also revealed a little red, and he put a chopstick meat in his mouth, and put a lot of chili peppers in this meat, which felt just right to eat with wine.

After chewing the meat in her mouth, a pair of big hands held Su Mi's small hand, and her thumb just pressed the callus in her palm: "Lady, I only have you left!" ”

With a twist of his eyebrows, he remembered himself eight years ago, that is, today, his biological mother was killed by the official staff outside the gate of Huating Palace. It is rare for the mother's family to be exiled to a wild place, and all the women who have reached the age of twelve will be taken to serve the dignitaries. No one can say this pain, just a pair of big hands, holding the little lady's hand, and eating the food on this table.

"Husband, men also have times when they are sad and unhappy, if you want to cry, cry out, I won't laugh at my husband!" Su Mi turned sideways, leaning on the man's strong chest, and the familiar sound of heartbeat echoed in his ears.

Zhao Laosan's face was pale, under the oil lamp, his dark eyes couldn't see what it was, Su Mi leaned on his arms and accompanied him silently. After drinking for an hour, Su Mi cleaned up the stove room, washed the man's face and feet, and then helped him to the bedroom.

Taking advantage of the wine, Zhao Laosan was next to his little lady, his hand became heavy, he grabbed the softest place sideways, covered his thin lips without hesitation, and began to grab the fragrance in it.

There was a lot of rain and clouds, although his hands and feet were a little heavy, Su Mi was also a man.

Early the next morning, after Su Mi got up, Zhao Laosan was still asleep. Outside the courtyard, I was going to take the clothes I had changed last night to the river to be washed. As soon as I arrived at the river, I heard the village women saying, "Do you know that the princess in the east of this village did not survive last night and died before dawn?" ”

"What, the princess died?" Su Mi was stunned, pinched the wooden basin in his hand with both hands, and Rao was too hard, revealing his white bones.