When Qingzhi was immersed in eating meat buns, Ritsu Zichuan's arms tightened, and he was pulled by Uncle Shen and walked away, avoiding a deep alley.

Uncle Shen was originally a domestic servant who grew up with General Lu, and later followed his master to join the army, and the Lu family gave him a free body, and promoted him all the way to the Marquis of Yu, he was really loyal to the Lu family.

After the accident of the law family ten years ago, it was he who gave up his life and saved Lu Zichuan.

Therefore, Ritsu Zichuan almost never disobeyed Uncle Shen's intentions, and of course, Uncle Shen's attitude towards the son of the old master has always been respectful.

But not today. Uncle Shen's face turned red with anger, and he asked in a deep voice: "It's okay for you to sneak outside the village every day, but today you actually entered Lishan Town, is the young master impatient?" ”

Since the two fled, except for the first day, he had never called Young Master Ritsu Zichuan, and he had always been a name.

Ritsu Zichuan lowered his head and said, "Zichuan doesn't dare." ”

Seeing him like this, Uncle Shen couldn't get angry anymore, so he only snorted and asked slowly, "Is it because of that village girl?" ”

Ritsukogawa said, "Yes. ”

Uncle Shen didn't expect him to admit it directly, he couldn't help what he wanted to say, walked a few steps away, and finally didn't vomit or feel unhappy, and said, "What kind of system does that village girl become?" Eat meat buns in the market! ”

Lu Zichuan only said lightly: "She only has one meal a day at home, which is a nest head and a bowl of vegetable soup. In the morning and noon, only vegetarian soup is available. ”

Uncle Shen sighed and said, "The people's livelihood is so difficult!" ”

He also said: "Zichuan, since you sympathize with her and give her some silver taels, why bother?" There are many people in Zhufu who have seen you, if you are seen and suspicious, this is ...... Is it worth it for a little village girl? ”

Ritsu Zichuan said coldly: "I'm for myself, Uncle Shen, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Uncle Shen saw that a wave of anger rose around him when he was angry, similar to General Lu back then, and took a step back, but finally felt that it was too dangerous for Lu Zichuan to appear in the village and town like this, so he asked tentatively, "Why don't you buy her to serve you?" They all live deep in the mountains. ”

Ritsu Zichuan had a calm face, but thinking that Uncle Shen was Uncle Shen after all, he still explained: "I just like to chat with her, nothing else." ”

He really didn't think there was anything else, not to mention that Song Qingzhi was obviously very interested in the fat son of the landlord's family.

Song Qingzhi went to find Erniu under the noodle shed, and the two went back to the village holding hands, thinking of the two meat buns all the way, Qingzhi felt as precious as a bamboo basket with jewels.

It's strange that I didn't like to eat steamed buns so much before I crossed over.

When he arrived at Song Village, it was dinner time, and Qingzhi saw Chen holding Qingdou waiting at the entrance of the village from a distance, and suddenly his eyes turned red inexplicably.

She ran over to the two of them, picked up the green beans, and took out the forty yuan wrapped in a handkerchief and gave it to Chen.

The second girl also came over, and the two of them argued with Qingzhi to tell Chen how lively Lishan Town was, Chen pursed his mouth and listened with a smile, and Qingdou also listened with straight eyes, and made a fuss about going next time.

Back at home, Qingzhi couldn't wait to take out the bun and offer treasure.

Chen was surprised and asked where he came from, but Qingzhi didn't dare to tell the truth, only said that it was the fixed payment for the aloe vera gel.

Chen insisted on not eating, Qingzhi had no choice, so she had to break the bun in half, she and Chen's one half, one green bean whole, and the family of three stood in the courtyard and ate the bun.

Seeing that Qingdou was still unsatisfied, Qingzhi smiled and said, "I'll buy it next time!" ”

Chen snorted, but didn't say anything more.

After taking a bath in the evening, Qingdou had already fallen asleep, and Qingzhi brought over a large pile of washed and dried clothes that needed to be sewn and placed on the clean table.

Seeing that Qingzhi's hair was still dripping with water, Chen took a clean cloth and wiped it for her, and then combed it carefully after wiping.

Seeing Chen's rare gentleness, Qingzhi sat without moving and let her comb it.

Chen sighed: "Grow up......"

Song Qingzhi: I'm sorry, I was 22 years old before I wore it.

For the first time today, Chen felt a little admired for his daughter.

She grew up in Song Village, and her parents died soon after marriage, and soon her in-laws and husband also died one after another.

But Qingzhi seems to be different, especially recently, she is very peaceful, and even ...... Happy.

Chen had only been to Lishan Town once, before she got married, and she remembered that it was full of snobbish rich people, but she didn't expect Qingzhi to be not afraid at all.

She touched the top of the green branch and said, "Good boy." ”

The burden on his shoulders seems to be lifted a little bit.

In the next few days, life went on as usual, Qingzhi still went up the mountain every day to chat with Ritsu Zichuan, and Chen also turned a blind eye and didn't say anything.

Since knowing that Ritsu Zichuan liked Miss Zhu, Qingzhi felt that it was much easier to associate with him than before, and she thought of what to say, but in line with the principle of respecting her friend's privacy, she did not ask him about Miss Zhu again.

In the blink of an eye, it's market day again.

Chen now trusted Qingzhi very much, and agreed to let her enter Lishan Town alone, and Qingzhi loaded a small half basket of eggs, dried mushrooms, and dried bracken and went out.

There is only one way to Lishan Town, everyone walks from here, it is quite safe, and it is not easy to get lost.

At noon, she arrived in Lishan Town, Song Qingzhi saw that there were more people in Jiri than usual, and she didn't care about eating noodles, so she first went to the narrow alley where Erniu took her to sell eggs last time, and sold eggs, dried mushrooms and dried bracken for copper coins and put them away, and went to the rouge shop with some trepidation.

There were a lot of guests, and Qingzhi waited until the crowd dispersed a little, then walked up to the shopkeeper and asked, "My cousin came six days ago and left some aloe vera gel ......."

The shopkeeper nodded, and said kindly: "It sells well, and it is really good for us to use it ourselves, I want to buy some more, how many do you have at home?" How much can you make in a day? ”

Qingzhi calculated in his mind and said, "The small porcelain bowl last time, about a hundred bowls, if you want more, it is estimated that you will have to wait another month or two." ”

The shopkeeper nodded, with neither joy nor disappointment on his face.

Song Qingzhi: Originally, I wanted to look at the words and emotions to set a suitable price, but the shopkeeper is really a natural negotiator......

The shopkeeper glanced at the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper immediately took out a few small porcelain vases, each of which was depicted with different flowers from four o'clock, as well as soft stoppers, which looked very exquisite.

The shopkeeper said to Qingzhi: "Your porcelain bowl can't be sold at a high price, these porcelain vases are sold to you at the purchase price in our store, twenty wen each." ”

Four bowls of noodles, I'll buy you a porcelain vase?! I can't even eat enough people.

Song Qingzhi asked in a deep voice: "How much do you buy aloe vera gel for a bottle?" ”

The shopkeeper showed a kind smile and said: "Our Ronghua Rouge Shop is the most fair, one hundred wen a bottle of acquisition, deduct the twenty wen bottle money, a full eighty wen a bottle, little girl, your 100 bottles of aloe vera gel can be sold for eight taels of silver!" ”

Eight taels of silver, the Song family's food for a year is guaranteed.

But Song Qingzhi didn't know why, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this shopkeeper looked like a fox, and asked, "How much do you sell for a bottle?" ”

The shopkeeper smiled slightly and said, "Five hundred wen." ”

Song Qingzhi scolded her mother in her heart.