Even if he was surprised, Tian's face still didn't show a bit, and he still smiled a little, which made Ning Xiang shy, and only swallowed the egg into his stomach, boiled eggs are the easiest to choke, seeing that she finished eating, Liang Bozhao didn't make a sound, but handed over the rice porridge just right.

Ning Xiang was indeed choked by the egg, seeing that her husband handed over the rice porridge, she took it up and drank a few sips without thinking about it, and the corners of her lips were inevitably stained with a little rice stain.

After eating, Ning Xiang was thinking about going to the city to catch up with the market, and naturally there was no time to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, so she got up with Tian at the moment, and was just about to take a step, but her waist was grabbed by a man.

"Xianggong?" Ning Xiang looked at the man behind her in surprise, worried about the sister-in-law in front of her, and whispered to him.

Liang Bozhao's black eyes were deep, containing pity, he only stretched out his hand to wipe the soup stains on the corners of his lips for the little lady, his gestures were warm, and his eyes were also gentle, when his fingers touched Ning Xiang's lips, he only made Ning Xiang's body tremble slightly, and his face became crimson, but his heart was pounding, full of sweetness.

"Sister-in-law is still there." Ning Xiang whispered, Liang Bozhao glanced at it, and saw that Tian had already walked out of the stove room, looking at Ning Xiang's shy and beautiful face, the man smiled faintly and let go of her body.

Ning Xiang was afraid that the flush on her face would be seen by her sister-in-law, so she lowered her eyebrows all the way, and the two of them walked together, separated from Liang Bozhao by more than ten steps. From time to time, acquaintances from the villagers saw that they all came forward to greet their sisters-in-law, and learned that they were going to the city to catch the market, and some of the aunts talked about the situation in the city, such as the price of meat or grain, which was so lively.

When they arrived at the He family, the He butcher and his wife were already waiting, and the He family was also a wealthy family in Luokou Village.

Because he was going to the city to catch the market, Butcher He had already set the donkey cart, Aunt Ning Xiang also sat on it, Butcher He led the donkey in front, Liang Bozhao followed aside, and the woman's family chatted about family life along the way, Butcher He and Liang Bozhao chatted about the harvest in the field, but they were fine.

Halfway through, Ning Xiang couldn't be ashamed, only took out the kettle from the cloth bag, leaned out half of her body, and handed it to her husband, "Xianggong, drink some water." ”

Liang Bozhao walked this way, but he was indeed a little thirsty, he took the kettle, first let Butcher He drink it, and then he poured the remaining water into his stomach with a gurgling grunt.

Tian quietly tugged at Ning Xiang's sleeve and muttered in her ear; "Sister-in-law, look at my uncle, I look like a practitioner, you see how tired the butcher is, my uncle is still like no one."

Ning Xiang said this to her sister-in-law, only to realize that He Butcher was indeed tired and out of breath, on such a cold day, there was a layer of sweat on his forehead, on the contrary, Liang Bozhao was still in good spirits, and after walking for so long, his breathing was still even, and he did not see a trace of fatigue.

As for saying that Liang Bozhao is a practitioner, Ning Xiang only felt funny and shook her head at her sister-in-law; "He just has some strength, where will he be a practitioner."

Tian glanced at Liang Bozhao again, also smiled, and didn't speak.

Entering the city, Butcher He and his wife first went to some restaurants and sent a year's pork, which was at the end of the year, so that they could settle accounts with them, and made an appointment to return to the village.