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After Su Qingluan went home, the group of people who said they were here to help had already gone back.

According to Su Guangfu, although there were a lot of people who came, few of them could come in handy - after all, fishers, hunters, and even shavers came to see if there was any work to make some money, and there were only two or three real "professional" masons and carpenters.

Su Qingluan hurriedly said: "I have re-posted the recruitment notice, and it is estimated that someone will come tomorrow." ”

Yang Shi looked at Su Qingluan's face and asked softly, "Big girl, are you not feeling well?" Look at your face is not very good. ”

Su Qingluan tugged at the corners of her mouth, trying to make a smiling expression: "Actually, I'm a little tired today, A-Niang, I want to go and rest early." ”

Yang thought about it, his eldest daughter had indeed been busy running around today, and then went to a friend's house again, probably because she was tired, and hurriedly waved her hand: "You go and rest, now your father and I can also take care of the stall, and you can not go to the county tomorrow." ”

Su Qingluan nodded, didn't say anything more, and went back to himself.

When she returned to the house, she seemed to be out of strength, and she collapsed on the bed, without even having time to change her clothes.

Before seeing the finch today, she never had any intuitive impression of the "married life" of this era.

But today, the appearance of the finch pretending to be strong and preparing the wedding dress, and the posture of the finch outside the door looking at the finch as if he were a prisoner, made her realize very clearly: the so-called "marriage" in this era is completely different from the familiar appearance in her consciousness.

In this era, marriage is no longer a matter of "man and woman", it is not simply a social issue, but is supported by relevant laws.

When Su Qingluan and Tian Xing'er were on their return trip, they asked about many wedding customs of this era on the grounds of "amnesia" along the way.

But as the doubts in his heart were answered little by little, Su Qingluan's heart sank little by little.

Before today, Su Qingluan didn't look forward to meeting any "love-minded" people in this strange era of feudal rule - this kind of thing that is still rare in modern times, across time and space, the difficulty will definitely increase by a multiple of hell levels.

But at least she once came up with a series of naïve ideas of "if it's a big deal, a woman dresses up as a man", or "if it's a big deal, she will set up a female household".

However, at this moment, Su Qingluan understands that not to mention the household registration issues and forced labor issues involved in women disguising themselves as men, but to say that the "relatively feasible" thing of female households is also possible until there are no men in the family - that is to say, at least her father and the bear child's brother are gone.

…… Su Qingluan thought that she was still not mad enough to let her father and younger brother return to the west in order to establish a female household.

Then the biggest possibility is that if Su Guangfu and the Yang family really have a family affair for her, she will have to accept it all unless she has a cheat against the sky.

However, although this system of blind marriage and dumb marriage is bad, Su Qingluan is still very confident in the fact that his father and mother are relatively reliable - at least they all love their children and will not do things like their parents to sell their daughters.

But the reason why it is "relatively reliable" is the difference in the concept of many things - such as what morning and dusk are set to the province and serve the uncle, although in Su Qingluan's view, it is "feudal dross", but it is estimated that in the hearts of his father and mother, it is taken for granted.

It seems that I still have to be more concerned about the so-called "family affairs" - at least I have to talk about some of my conditions that can be announced to my father and mother, so as not to be too cheated.

As for those who can't be declared-I hope that the other party is a Tiansha Lone Star character or a fellow who has passed through, can it be counted?

Su Qingluan thought nonsensically.

The thoughts in his head were chaotic, and Su Qingluan fell asleep unconsciously.

When she got up the next day, it was already dawn, and Su Qingluan looked down: yes, I didn't even change my clothes last night! Of course, the quilt on the side is naturally not covered.

It's July, and it's hot during the day, and even if the temperature drops at night, it's not as shivering as in autumn and winter. Otherwise, it is estimated that if you sleep one night without a quilt, you will inevitably have a headache and brain fever the next day.

Su Qingluan has not slept like this for a long time since she followed her father and mother out of the morning stall, except for the days when the weather was bad.

It's strange that in my previous life, I always heard people say, "If you're in a bad mood, sleep will solve it." After Su Qingluan slept happily and in the dark, sure enough, his body and mind that seemed to be suppressed by some invisible mountain yesterday were much lighter.

Father and mother had already left, Su Qingluan changed into clean clothes and came out, and found that his younger brother and sister were eating in the yard.

Seeing that Su Qingluan came out, Su Xuanhe pointed in the direction of the stove room: "Sister, there is still porridge in the pot, as well as the wild vegetables mixed by A-Niang and the fried chicken bones left over from yesterday." ”

Su Qingluan nodded, turned around and brought breakfast and came over to sit at the small wooden table in the courtyard, eating with his younger brothers and sisters.

At this time, Su Qingluan felt a soft little hand on his forehead - it was Su Xueyan, the little girl.

Su Qingluan touched her forehead seriously when she saw her look like a little adult, turned her head with a smile and asked her, "Did you find anything, Xiao Langzhong?" ”

The little girl didn't notice—or rather, three or four-year-old children didn't notice it at all—the teasing in Sister A's tone, and she touched Su Qingluan's smooth forehead several times very carefully before nodding: "Sister doesn't have a fever, so she doesn't need to drink medicine." ”

Su Qingluan was so cute by her sister's intimate and cute behavior that she hugged her sister on her knee and kissed her twice: "Snow Goose thinks of Sister like this, Sister Ah won't be sick!" ”

Su Xuanhe, who was on the other side, "cut" very stinkily, indicating that he didn't see it.

Although his father and mother said that it was okay not to go to the town today, Su Qingluan was still a little unwilling to think about the experience of the blacksmith shop yesterday, and wanted to see if he could use a cheaper price to get a few more tools, so after asking Sun Guixiang of the Li family opposite to take care of his younger brother and sister, he still went to the town.

The blacksmith still looks like he doesn't get in the oil and salt, in the final analysis, the technology is too backward, resulting in too high labor costs, Su Qingluan himself has no research on steel smelting, although he knows that there must be a practical formula in books like "Heavenly Creation", but he only knows a rough idea, and it is useless to say it.

The negotiation was fruitless, Su Qingluan still went to her own stall, never thought that as soon as she got there, the Yang family told her that the shopkeeper Liang sent someone to ask her where she was, saying that she was looking for something.

Su Qingluan raised his eyebrows, took three steps and two steps to chase in the direction of Hongfu Building, and sure enough, he caught up with the little guy.

When he arrived at Hongfu Building, the shopkeeper Liang had a very tangled expression: "Niece Xian, you asked me to help see if there was a shop that was suddenly idle, but there was news, but ......"

He glanced at Su Qingluan, and stopped talking.