The petite wife of the era, the rough man's husband spoils

Chapter 38

After the old man personally selected the items, Tan Mianmian also got a pendant, which looked like a cornucopia and was also made of pure gold, a cabinet that was probably new, but a bit dirty, and a rattan box, which was still a bit dirty, but washed well Absolutely works.

The last is the liner of the thermos bottle, you need to buy a shell to put it on yourself.

And the odd things, even two daggers, the daggers are sharp, they look like enlarged scalpels, but they are much thinner and longer than other knives, and even the plates and dishes were sent several beautiful and complete ones.

"Enough is enough, I can't give it to me anymore, I'm embarrassed to take it!" Tan Mianmian could hardly stand the enthusiasm.

Small things are packed in wooden boxes, and the old man put the cabinets, wooden boxes, and tools for cutting herbs on a wooden cart: "It takes up space, and I will take you there later."

"Don't worry, I'll press it for you first." Tan Mianmian quickly started to massage the old man when he got the thing. After feeling the pulse, he found the acupuncture point. Tan Mianmian pressed it until the old man's scalp became numb.

It felt sore, painful and spicy, with a sense of ecstasy and lightness.

Damn, it's so exciting.

After pinching for twenty minutes, the old man was about to fall asleep comfortably. Tan Mianmian explained a few words, which sleeping position he should use to fall asleep easier, and said that next time she came, she would bring sleep aid incense to let him sleep. Keep an incense burner for himself.

"I found two wooden sticks just now. They are agarwood for incense. I'll take them back to make incense first." Tan Mianmian raised the unremarkable wooden sticks in his hand.

"Sure, I have the incense burner, so I'll give you one too."

"No, no, no." Tan Mianmian said no.

Perhaps the old man was the second one who gave her unconditional kindness after she was reborn. Tan Mianmian actually felt that the things on the cart weighed as much as a thousand catties, and she was embarrassed to ask for it again.

The old man insisted on giving her one, in the shape of a five-clawed golden dragon, maybe it was used by some emperor.

Moving his shoulders, the old man only felt that his shoulders were really comfortable: "Let's go, I'll take you to your brigade's ox cart, or I won't delay your work."

Tan Mianmian nodded, and only then did the two introduce each other.

"My name is Tan Mianmian, an educated youth from the Diligence Brigade, and I am currently a hygienist."

"Oh, educated youth, I just want to see that you really have that distinctive temperament. My surname is Fang, so I can call you whatever I like."

Tan Mianmian has always been good at climbing the pole: "Grandpa Fang."

Old man Fang was flattered, but he didn't show it, and said seriously, "Let's go, I won't pay for delays."

The two went out one after the other, and old man Fang directly pushed the contents of the cart to Xu Datou's side.

"Big brother, help me." Old man Fang and Xu Datou are about the same age, so there is nothing wrong with calling them that.

Xu Datou's cigarette pouch fell out of shock, why, this educated youth is no better, and all his savings are used to buy things?

It was the first time he saw someone go shopping at a thrift store, buying a car every time.

First the low cabinet goes up, then a sack of medicinal materials is put on the top, the vacant space of the sack is the box, and the bits and pieces are put up last, and the things are finally settled.

"It's really complete. I've seen this thing before. It's for processing medicinal materials!" Xu Datou pointed to the grinding stick.

It wasn't until he saw these professional tools that Xu Datou realized that—ah, this educated youth is really a doctor.

"Okay, then I'll push the cart away." Old Man Fang pushed the cart and left, exchanging a tacit look with Tan Mianmian before leaving.

"Thank you, old man." Don't worry, old man, I will definitely come back in a few days, and I will definitely not be pigeonholed.

The eyes of the two ended, and the team members came back one after another. Tan Mianmian groaned, and almost forgot to make soy sauce and vinegar and buy rags.

(End of this chapter)