Half a month later, and said that the weather was fine on this day, the sun was dazzling, while there were not many customers in the teahouse, Xiao Kite sat outside the door to wash the clothes, and there was a bamboo basket on the side, spreading the flat tip soaked in salt, and the salty smell caused the flies to whirl, she used her wet hands from time to time to pick up the hanging broken hair and pinch it behind her ears, and then picked up the pu fan and stretched out her arms to sway from side to side, buzzing and escaping, and buzzing back after a while.

"Is Mrs. Xiao busy?" Hearing someone greeting from far and near, she raised her eyes and saw that it was Wang Dafa, the shopkeeper of the Wang shop, who was often eaten by the seller, who knew the age of the Mandate of Heaven, and smiled like Maitreya Buddha.

"Come on, you're not busy in the store, what are you doing here?"

Wang Dafa did not shy away from it, took his robe and sat beside her, and took out a bag of silver from his sleeve: "Your wine money, and then give ten jars of wine, and prepare it for Sister Rong to report a message to the store, and I will send a man to pick it up." ”

Xiao Yuan wiped his hand on the apron, took the silver and counted it, and asked, "As long as you are willing to drink?" On this day, seeing that the plum is about to enter, Songhua wine dispels wind and invigorates qi and collects moisture, which is also a good thing, why not take a few jars to sell? ”

"It tastes weird, and I can't get used to eating it." Wang Dafa waved his hand in disgust.

Xiao Yuan still smiled with her eyebrows: "No matter how fragrant the smell is, some people will like it, no matter how smelly the smell is, there is no store in this village after the seasonal wine, you can mention the benefits of the festival more." ”

Wang Dafa squinted at her: "Xiao Niangzi can't say this, I have the kung fu to sell Songhua wine, but I might as well add more good words for the fine flower shochu of Shengmao Liquor Company, or Sanbai wine, the taste of the wine is also huge, it can help me sell a few more plates of meat and vegetables to make more money, why not." ”

Xiao Yuan smacked her lips: "The king's shopkeeper looks like a Buddha on the surface, but he is a coffin who stretches out his hand and dies to ask for money." ”

Wang Dafa was not annoyed when he heard her ridicule, but smiled and leaned closer and whispered: "If Mrs. Xiao is willing to love the old man once, how much Songhua wine you have here, I will give you a round mile!" ”

Want to sleep with her? Xiao Yuanchun looked at him with his eyes and laughed out loud: "If your Hedong Lion knows, what should you do?" ”

"The peony flower is dead, and the ghost is also romantic, what are you afraid of her doing?!" Wang Dafa grabbed her hand with a dash of courage, Xiao Yuan splashed a handful of honey locust water on the door in front of him, splashing his face, some of which burst into his eyes, and he couldn't open it painfully.

"You're not afraid of her, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that she will tear me!" Giggled like a yellow warbler singing.

This scene was seen by the two people who came not far away, and Aunt Zhao lifted the sedan curtain and said in surprise: "Isn't that Mrs. Xiao?" ”

Shen Qishan didn't answer, his face was calm, and he couldn't tell between joy and anger, seeing her bright and unbridled laughter, it was something he had never seen in his previous life.

Aunt Zhao thought about it: "Master, let me go and talk to her." ”

Shen Qishan said lightly: "I just came out with you to relax, why not." ”

Wang Dafa wiped his eyes with his sleeve and was about to speak, but he caught a glimpse of a small sedan chair carrying it towards this side, and then followed Master Shen in a casual manner, and hurriedly left.

Xiao Yuan saw him fleeing in the wilderness, and looked back to see Shen Qishan holding Aunt Zhao out of the sedan chair, pursing the corners of his lips and sitting down, lowering his head and picking up a piece of silk clothes and rubbing it lightly.

"What about Mrs. Xiao's laundry?" Aunt Zhao stood in front of the porch, swept around in a novel way, and saw that she pretended to ignore her, so she simply opened her mouth to greet herself.

Xiao Yuan raised her head at this time, the sea of fine pieces was a little long, her eyelashes were watery, and her tone was polite and warm: "It turned out to be Mrs. Shen." ”

Just one sentence, continue to be busy with the work at hand.

Mrs. Shen...... Aunt Zhao's heart jumped, watching Shen Qishan walk to the other side, pick up the wine jar and pour a glass, and eat it as soon as she picked it up, the corners of her mouth shook, and her heart to clarify became shallower.