Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 56
After explaining to Shen Zhuo, the old man called old man Chen aside in the same way. As for what Mu Shuangwan said specifically, he didn't know, but when old man Chen came back, he looked at Mu Shuangwan with a triumphant smile on his face. Wan's eyes were also full of contempt.

But he left immediately with his wife and children.

After Shen Zhuo came back, he picked up the rake on the ground and continued raking the grass without saying anything.

Seeing this situation, the villagers knew that there was nothing exciting to watch, and they all went back to do their own things.

Mu Shuangwan stood where she was, not knowing what she was thinking.

Just at this time, the sun came out, the dazzling morning sun rose from the horizon, and the light covered most of the land. Mu Shuangwan raised her head and looked at the sky, feeling a little complicated. When she turned her gaze to Shen Zhuo, she had a moment. Momentary loss of consciousness.

Shen Zhuo was wearing an off-white linen jacket and trousers of the same color. The whole clothes looked very old.But even if the clothes look old, it can't stop his strong-looking figure.

Shen Zhuo is very dark, but he doesn't look dirty at all, at least, he has the same dark skin, he looks a little different from others, he gives people the feeling that he is strong, and he can work at a glance. Others are different.

But Mu Shuangwan was actually a little guilty. She could guess from the way old man Chen looked at her when he left, that old man Chen didn't suffer a loss. In other words, it must be Shen Zhuo who suffered a loss.

This matter is her fault after all!

After a day like this, after dinner, Shen Zhuo fetched water for Mu Shuangwan as usual, and when everyone fell asleep, she took a bath in the open air.

The index finger of the left hand was not inflamed due to the daily medicine, and there were some faint signs of getting better. This was beyond Mu Shuangwan's expectation. After taking a bath, Mu Shuangwan was wearing Shen Zhuo's clothes. The robe was loose on Mu Shuangwan's body, and it was too long, so she had to carry it with her hands.

Originally, the original owner Chen Rou's clothes were pitifully scarce, but the last time Shen Zhuo's house burned down, it made things worse, so Mu Shuangwan was always curious about where these clothes came from.

"I've washed it." Mu Shuangwan said to Shen Zhuo who was playing with snails in the dark.

Shen Zhuo responded quickly, then helped Mu Shuangwan change the water for the snails, and walked in front of Mu Shuangwan under the moonlight.

"Give me the clothes, you go to sleep first."

Mu Shuangwan's face turned red immediately, she had never washed her clothes when she came here, whether it was a coat or...belly pockets and fur trousers.

When she didn't hurt her hand before, she would still blush and snatch the clothes back from Shen Zhuo's hands, but after hurting her hand, Shen Zhuo wouldn't let her touch the water, saying that it was easy to deteriorate.

The ancient people didn't know the word inflammation, they only said it would be serious, it would cause pus or something.

After Mu Shuangwan blushed and handed the clothes to Shen Zhuo, she ran away quickly, and Shen Zhuo didn't even have time to remind her to slow down.

In the moonlight, Shen Zhuo fetched water and put the clothes of the two into two wooden basins separately. This is Shen Zhuo's habit. His wife's clothes are clean and should not be mixed with his clothes to get dirty.

After crushing the saponins, Shen Zhuo wrapped them in a cloth, squeezed the juice into Mu Shuangwan's clothes, and then washed them slowly.

　Wash up and sleep, tomorrow will be fleshy (serious face)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)