Husband-in-Law: Reborn Peasant Girl Busy Farming

Chapter 166 It's Unlucky

Hearing this, the shopkeeper couldn't help feeling a little bit afraid, but he didn't want to keep him for nothing, so he could only vent his anger on the little girl behind him: "Shuanzi, hurry up and pack up all the things of this master Juren." Come out, our house can't accommodate such a big Buddha!"

I saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy running out from behind, holding two bundles in his arms, and timidly handed them to the shopkeeper.

"Everyone is optimistic. It's not that I don't have the capacity to accommodate others. It's just that I'm a small business. Naturally, I can't afford to support those gentlemen, scholars, and husbands. You should find another place to live!" Throwing out the bag in his hand, there seemed to be something heavy in Shen Zizheng's bag, and there was a thud.

He hurried up to look, but it was obviously too late.

There was an ink fountain in the bundle, which had been scattered at this time, and all the clothes inside were stained with ink.

"Here, I only have these few clothes..." Those few clothes were obviously rough and not very expensive, but in Shen Zizheng's view, they were all he had.

"What does it have to do with me!" The shopkeeper spat in disdain, and then remembered that there were people watching around, so he went back to make amends, "At most, I don't want your rent money! It's really bad luck!"

"Stop!" Xue Lince couldn't see it. He had already got off the carriage at this time, reached out to help Shen Zizheng up from the ground, picked up another bag he had left on the ground, and dusted off the dust before returning it to him. , "" Hearing this, the shopkeeper couldn't help feeling a little scared, but he didn't want to keep him for nothing, so he could only vent his anger on the little girl behind him: "Shuanzi, hurry up, get this master Juren Everything is packed, our house can’t accommodate such a big Buddha!”

I saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy running out from behind, holding two bundles in his arms, and timidly handed them to the shopkeeper.

"Everyone is optimistic. It's not that I don't have the capacity to accommodate others. It's just that I'm a small business. Naturally, I can't afford to support those gentlemen, scholars, and husbands. You should find another place to live!" Throwing out the bag in his hand, there seemed to be something heavy in Shen Zizheng's bag, and there was a thud.

He hurried up to look, but it was obviously too late.

There was an ink fountain in the bundle, which had been scattered at this time, and all the clothes inside were stained with ink.

"Here, I only have these few clothes..." Those few clothes were obviously rough and not very expensive, but in Shen Zizheng's view, they were all he had.

"What does it have to do with me!" The shopkeeper spat in disdain, and then remembered that there were people watching around, so he went back to make amends, "At most, I don't want your rent money! It's really bad luck!"

"Stop!" Xue Lince couldn't see it. He had already got off the carriage at this time, reached out to help Shen Zizheng up from the ground, picked up another bag he had left on the ground, and dusted off the dust before returning it to him. , "" Hearing this, the shopkeeper couldn't help feeling a little scared, but he didn't want to keep him for nothing, so he could only vent his anger on the little girl behind him: "Shuanzi, hurry up, get this master Juren Everything is packed, our house can’t accommodate such a big Buddha!”

I saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy running out from behind, holding two bundles in his arms, and timidly handed them to the shopkeeper.

"Everyone is optimistic. It's not that I don't have the capacity to accommodate others. It's just that I'm a small business. Naturally, I can't afford to support those gentlemen, scholars, and husbands. You should find another place to live!" Throwing out the bag in his hand, there seemed to be something heavy in Shen Zizheng's bag, and there was a thud.

He hurried up to look, but it was obviously too late.

There was an ink fountain in the bundle, which had been scattered at this time, and all the clothes inside were stained with ink.

"Here, I only have these few clothes..." Those few clothes were obviously rough and not very expensive, but in Shen Zizheng's view, they were all he had.

"What does it have to do with me!" The shopkeeper spat in disdain, and then remembered that there were people watching around, so he went back to make amends, "At most, I don't want your rent money! It's really bad luck!"

"Stop!" Xue Lince couldn't see it. He had already got off the carriage at this time, reached out to help Shen Zizheng up from the ground, picked up another bag he had left on the ground, and dusted off the dust before returning it to him. , "" Hearing this, the shopkeeper couldn't help feeling a little scared, but he didn't want to keep him for nothing, so he could only vent his anger on the little girl behind him: "Shuanzi, hurry up, get this master Juren Everything is packed, our house can’t accommodate such a big Buddha!”

I saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy running out from behind, holding two bundles in his arms, and timidly handed them to the shopkeeper.

"Everyone is optimistic. It's not that I don't have the capacity to accommodate others. It's just that I'm a small business. Naturally, I can't afford to support those gentlemen, scholars, and husbands. You should find another place to live!" Throwing out the bag in his hand, there seemed to be something heavy in Shen Zizheng's bag, and there was a thud.

He hurried up to look, but it was obviously too late.

There was an ink fountain in the bundle, which had been scattered at this time, and all the clothes inside were stained with ink.

"Here, I only have these few clothes..." Those few clothes were obviously rough and not very expensive, but in Shen Zizheng's view, they were all he had.

"What does it have to do with me!" The shopkeeper spat in disdain, and then remembered that there were people watching around, so he went back to make amends, "At most, I don't want your rent money! It's really bad luck!"

"Stop!" Xue Lince couldn't see it. He had already got off the carriage at this time, reached out to help Shen Zizheng up from the ground, picked up another bag he had left on the ground, and dusted off the dust before returning it to him. , "" Hearing this, the shopkeeper couldn't help feeling a little scared, but he didn't want to keep him for nothing, so he could only vent his anger on the little girl behind him: "Shuanzi, hurry up, get this master Juren Everything is packed, our house can’t accommodate such a big Buddha!”

I saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy running out from behind, holding two bundles in his arms, and timidly handed them to the shopkeeper.

"Everyone is optimistic. It's not that I don't have the capacity to accommodate others. It's just that I'm a small business. Naturally, I can't afford to support those gentlemen, scholars, and husbands. You should find another place to live!" Throwing out the bag in his hand, there seemed to be something heavy in Shen Zizheng's bag, and there was a thud.

He hurried up to look, but it was obviously too late.

There was an ink fountain in the bundle, which had been scattered at this time, and all the clothes inside were stained with ink.

"Here, I only have these few clothes..." Those few clothes were obviously rough and not very expensive, but in Shen Zizheng's view, they were all he had.

"What does it have to do with me!" The shopkeeper spat in disdain, and then remembered that there were people watching around, so he went back to make amends, "At most, I don't want your rent money! It's really bad luck!"

"Stop!" Xue Lince couldn't see it. He had already got off the carriage at this time, reached out to help Shen Zizheng up from the ground, picked up another bag he had left on the ground, and dusted off the dust before returning it to him. , ""

(End of this chapter)