Chapter 300

The next day, the sky was bright, and the clear morning light sprinkled on the windowsill and fell mottled on the ground.

Xue Chuan woke up early, but he didn't get up immediately or go hunting in the mountains.

Looking at the soft and sweet sleeping face in his arms, he couldn't help getting close to her, kissing her, smelling her fragrance, and pulling Zhang Man'er up when it was getting late outside.

"Xianggong, what's the matter?" Zhang Man'er was sleeping in a daze when he was picked up by Xue Chuan. He opened his bleary eyes. Facing his deep eyes, he raised his lips and laughed. He dressed her like a baby.

"These days, you follow me to the town and leave you at home. I'm really worried." Xue Chuan's voice is very light, like a feather across her heart, making her soft.

Looking at his serious face, Zhang Man'er wants to laugh. In his eyes, she is a little sheep who is easy to be bullied. That's too much to look down on her.

However, the feeling of being held in the palm of her hand and cared for carefully made her overjoyed.

She hasn't been to town for several days. She has something to do.

Nearly the end of July, I do not know how Yang Kexin's dowry preparation? Little disciple's birthday is coming, so I have to choose a gift for him.

So think of the town must go, let Xue Chuan help her wear clothes, Zhang Man'er enjoyed a hand to hand treatment.

After washing, they had breakfast and rode out of the village.

I saw Zhang Dahai waiting by the wooden bridge. When I saw Zhang Man'er waving to her, "sister."

Xue Chuan let out a cry, waved the horse to stop, and looked sideways to this side.

Zhang Man'er's body glides down and runs to this side. The radian of her skirt is like a flying butterfly.

Looking at Zhang Dahai wearing a gray coarse cloth coat, with a pair of black shorts, black hair tied with a hair band, square face, bright eyes, wheat skin, from head to foot, a diligent and capable peasant man.

Zhang Man'er said with a smile, "brother, you are here."

I almost forgot that I asked my brother to come to the workshop to help deliver the goods. I told Aunt Wang, but the door of the yard was locked by her, and the ox cart was still parked in the yard?

"You bought horses? Is this going to town? Well, my mother told me that your workshop sent a delivery man, and I came. " Zhang Dahai said and scratched his forehead, looking a little shy.

He also knew that his sister wanted to help him. As long as he didn't get paid in vain, he was willing to help him.

As my sister said, please who is not please, as well as Feishui not flow field.

As a family, he has to work hard to live up to his sister's trust.

Besides, he will get married next year. There are so many places where money is needed that we have to plan ahead.

"Brother, I told Auntie Wang, the manager of the workshop, about your delivery. Just go to her. After that, your daily work is to take the food prepared in the workshop to the shop in the town with the ox cart. In addition, you are also responsible for the collection of wild garlic in the workshop. I've already let the wind out about how to collect it. When I come back this evening, I'll collect it first. You can see it once. "

Zhang Man'er took out a key from his waist and gave it to him. It was the key to the courtyard door, which was convenient for him to go in and out every day and park the ox cart.

Zhang Dahai holding the key, clearly very light weight, but feel heavy: "OK, sister, you can rest assured, I will do a good job."

Taking this key is like taking on an important mission.

"Well, you go to the workshop. We'll go to the town first." With that, Zhang Man'er waved to him, took Xue Chuan's hand, stepped on the stirrup, and turned over to mount the horse with a sharp arc.

After sitting down, Xue Chuan waved his whip and rode away.

The feeling of riding a bullock cart is completely different from riding a horse. The speed is fast, the wind is more fierce, and the scenery on both sides is rapidly retrogressive.

Zhang Man'er embraces Xue Chuan's strong waist with both hands, and his face is close to his back. Under the strong wind, he looks at the scenery on both sides of the dirt road.

The lush trees, the trickling streams, the small wild flowers dotted in the grass, are extremely vivid.

In less than half an hour, they arrived in the town. The speed of riding was twice as fast as that of the ox cart.

For the convenience of Xue Chuan, Zhang Man'er follows him to the North Street, dismounts at the gate of the martial arts school and waves goodbye.

This is just the place where we go to work. There are many apprentices who come here on foot, and there are many people like Xue Chuan who come here on horseback.

Seeing that he led the horse in until he could not see him, Zhang Man'er took his eyes back and went back, and received a lot of cordial greetings.

People in these martial arts schools have a good memory. She only came here once and met them. I remember that.

From North Street to West Street, this road is familiar. Qingshiban Road, wide street, shops on both sides are opening the door.

Go straight to this corner, you can see the stone tablet at the corner, with two red lacquer characters on the West Street.

Along the way, compared with the width of the streets on both sides, the size of the shops and the number of stalls, the West Street is the most lively.

Walking along the street, I saw a big cloth shop.

Yang Kexin's booth is at the entrance of the Buzhuang. The wooden cabinets of the small booth are exquisite, and they are painted with a layer of beautiful vermilion paint. The rouge powder on the booth is very exquisite, and there are many kinds of rouge powder. It looks different from other stalls.

At the moment, Yang Kexin is sewing something.

"Boss, I want to buy a box of rouge. You can recommend it to me." Zhang Man'er kneaded his voice and pretended to be the guest who came to buy rouge.

Yang Kexin put the half sewn clothes in his hand. As soon as he looked up, he looked into her big eyes.

Leng for a while, then raised lips, said with a smile: "man Er elder sister, how did you come?"

The beauty standing in front of her, graceful figure, stands in front of the booth, a pretty face, smiling.

"What are you doing with your head down? It's not the end of the month. Let me see how your dowry is going? Is there anything I can do for you? "

At the thought that Yang Kexin will be married to the Xue family in the next ten days, Zhang Man'er is a little excited?

"Sister Man'er, I just sewed clothes for Xue Yang?" Yang Kexin said truthfully, a blush rose on his face, and there was more shyness in his eyes.

Zhang Man'er curiously went over to have a look. Sure enough, there was a half sewn man's dress under the booth. Next to it was a bamboo basket with needles, scissors, rulers and so on.

Judging from the thick cloth shoes he received last time and the fine clothes he wore this time, Yang Kexin's needlework can be said to be unique.