Early in the morning, Lin Xiaomiao hid in her broken grass hut and drank the bowl of acacia porridge that she didn't send out last night.

Yao's went to the fields early, and Lin Xiaomiao didn't need to get up so early without fields and land. But she couldn't get used to this wooden bed covered with a thin layer of straw, and she began to miss her soft Simmons nest madly at night.

It's also in vain, her body was blown up by a gas explosion, where can she go back?

Lin Xiaomiao hung her head and went to the river pond to wash the dishes, and after the stoneware bowl entered the water, a few grains of white rice floated up, and Yao's eyes were sharp. If she finds out that Aunt Fang sent not only noodles but also white rice, she is afraid that she will make a noise.

After the spring equinox, the day is warmer, and the morning fog that gradually drifts on the ridges of the fields is all dispersed. The tall winter wheat is like a green carpet, which is flat at a glance and can see far away.

Lin Xiaomiao washed the bowl in her hand, and Fang Yi looked up just in time to see a team of people in the distance. That's right, a mighty figure and several slow-moving carriages.

You know, ox carts are a rarity in the village, not to mention horse-drawn carts. Traditionally, only the king's grandson and nobleman were eligible to ride in the carriage.

Qingping Township, such a remote small village, has also come to a great person! Lin Xiaomiao couldn't figure out why Wang Sun Gongzi would appear here when he had a comfortable life. Maybe it's a trip to experience a farmhouse?

The hellish life simply limited her imagination, and Lin Xiaomiao shook off the water droplets on her hand and didn't think much about it. The rich have their way of life, and the poor have their lives.

Not long after, the carriage slowly moving on the official road stopped.

The snow-white steed could not find a trace of impurities, and a gust of fresh wind overflowed behind the golden silk curtain.

All kinds of things here are not as good as the lazy and gorgeous voice, "Stop!" ”

The accompanying Bapin County official hurriedly tightened the reins, and asked earnestly while wiping cold sweat: "I don't know what the prince commands?" But tired of riding in a carriage? ”

The silhouette behind the golden gauze curtain changed to a more comfortable posture and said, "This king is hungry!" ”

The official sitting on horseback shook his body and almost fell off. It's over, it's over! The hunger in the prince's stomach is a headache!

"Settle down in a nearby village, and choose a decent cook for the king." The casual and scattered voice is like a piano note that crosses it.

But falling into the ears of the accompanying officials, it was tantamount to urging the demon voice, and they glared at the guards and shouted in a low voice: "Why don't you go find it quickly!" ”

"The nearest village to the prince is Qingping Township, what do you think of this place? Can you stay for a while? ”

After a while, the people in the carriage answered faintly.

Lin Xiaomiao warmed up the leftover elm money cakes from yesterday, barely counting them as a lunch. After eating, Yun Ma took Yun Le to the hill to spread joy, and Lin Xiaomiao took a wooden basin and went to the river to wash a few people's clothes.

The owner of the original body only had two coarse cloth clothes, and the weather was getting hotter, so he had to wash it for a while on three or five days. Before coming to this place, Lin Xiaomiao had the habit of showering every day, and she couldn't bear the smell of sweat on her body.

Coincidentally, Aunt Fang was also washing clothes by the river, Lin Xiaomiao greeted with a smile, and called a few times before Aunt Fang turned around and answered.

"Aunt Fang, what trouble have you encountered?" Lin Xiaomiao asked with good intentions.

Her husband is a talented man in the village, and a squire is respected, so he shouldn't be in trouble.

Aunt Fang smiled disguisedly, holding the wooden stick in her hand and continuing to pound her clothes, "What's the matter, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night." ”

She refused to say, Lin Xiaomiao naturally didn't want to ask more.

The two of them each occupied one side of the stone steps of the river pond, Lin Xiaomiao was not used to beating clothes with wooden sticks, so she found a few soaphorn flowers and squeezed the juice on the clothes leader, barely using it as a natural laundry detergent.

Anyway, I can't see the color of the old clothes, and I don't care if they are washed or not.

Lin Xiaomiao was just about to change into a laundry posture when she found that Aunt Fang's wooden basin had floated away.

Lin Xiaomiao didn't care to call her, and wanted to find a reed pole to stop the wooden basin. Immediately she realized that she had underestimated the impact of the current, and simply jumped into the river with a thud.

"Peach girl, hurry up...... How good is that? Aunt Fang was so anxious that Lin Xiaomiao had already fished the wooden basin for her in a blink of an eye.

"Aunt Fang, you can hold on to it this time! The tub floated away with the clothes, but there was nothing left to wear. Lin Xiaomiao said with a smile and patted the water in her ears.

Who knew that Aunt Fang, who took the wooden basin, actually cried, "The wooden basin is not tight, if you have an accident, how can I explain?" ”

Lin Xiaomiao wrung out the water at the corner of her clothes, "Auntie, don't worry, I have participated in swimming competitions and have good water skills!" ”

"Auntie has to be careful to wash clothes here, I'll go back and change clothes first." said that she was changing clothes, how could she have clothes to change, but wet clothes were always not a way to wear on her body.

As soon as Lin Xiaomiao turned around, Aunt Fang suddenly stopped her, "Girl, help me find a way!" ”

"Auntie, don't cry, what's going on?"

Aunt Fang no longer concealed it: "There is a noble man in the village, and that noble man is waiting for lunch. All the women in the village who could cook were recruited, but none of them were acceptable to him. ”

Lin Xiaomiao felt strange, remembering the team of people and horses she saw in the morning, but she didn't expect that the prince and grandson who came out to travel really stopped in Qingping Township.

It is not strange that Wang Sun Gongzi is shy, but it is a bit strange that all the women have been recruited, but none of them satisfy him.

"That noble man really can't be provoked, and he can't find anything he likes, but I'm afraid ...... I'm just afraid of ......" Aunt Fang choked up, and felt a little embarrassed to cry in front of the juniors, so she quickly wiped her eyes with her hands, but the more tears she wiped, the more she wiped them.

Lin Xiaomiao asked softly, "Is Mr. Fang also there?" ”

Aunt Fang nodded, "He's a squire, and he was recruited as soon as the nobleman arrived here." The nobles are used to golden branches and jade leaves, how can they endure hunger? As long as he says the last word of dissatisfaction, my husband will never come back! ”

"Auntie, don't cry yet!" Lin Xiaomiao patted her on the shoulder, and said in an extremely calm voice: "Auntie, you can bring me over!" I'll cook for that nobleman. ”

Aunt Fang, who wiped her tears, was stunned, and after coming back to her senses, she shook her head again and again, "No!" How old are you, how can this matter get you involved? And that nobleman's identity is not ordinary, ordinary people will shake their hands and feet when they see him, and they can't even hold a spoon at all. Girl, you're even worse...... Besides, you're about to get married, and if something happens to you, your sister-in-law can't block the door? ”

Aunt Fang didn't mention it, she almost forgot about her marriage. Seeing that it was the middle of the month, she had to marry the Zhang family mansion in only ten days.

When she married into the Zhang family, she must have taken her two younger brothers with her. As for how to bring it over, Lin Xiaomiao didn't come up with a clue when she thought about it.

Hearing Aunt Fang mention the matter of cooking for the nobles, Lin Xiaomiao felt that this might be an opportunity given to her by God. As the so-called wealth is sought in danger, the worst and worst outcome is a big deal, and you will die again!