The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 171 Be kind to others (2)
Holding the quilt, he ran back, kicked open the door, and the two men in the room said at the same time: "Don't come over!"

"Huh?" That's not bad!If you don't let me pass, I won't pass?Su Xiazhi didn't intend to be so obedient.

"Miss, don't come in!" After a while of scrambling, Su Xiazhi who stopped at the door of the inner room put her hand on the curtain, hesitating whether to open it.

"What are you doing?" She asked suspiciously after hearing the voice of Xiucai alone.

"You say it yourself!" Xiucai gloated and pushed the evildoer who got under the quilt before he could get dressed.

"It's just that... when I was taking a bath, I got a thorn there..." Sometimes the evildoer was embarrassed, and said a short sentence intermittently.

There will be some small wooden thorns on the new bathtub that are not easy to find. The evildoer has a bit of a cleanliness. After using the new bathtub, he got thorns on his buttocks, so he kept yawning and urging Su Xiazhi to leave, and then he couldn't wait to get off. He took off his pants and asked Min Lansheng to help pick out the thorns.

The woman outside didn't say a word, and left the room with a smile of 'hehe', listening to the same schadenfreude as his husband-in-law.

After listening to the silence in the outer room, the evildoer crawled out of the quilt, turned around and lay down: "Hurry up and pick it out for me, a small thorn is more painful than a sword wound!"

Xiucai approached him holding the oil lamp, pinched out the tiny thorn with two fingernails facing each other, then blew on the lamp and placed it on the small table beside the bed.

After another rustle on the evildoer's side, she sighed and lay beside Min Lansheng: "I never expected to share the same bed with you."

"I won't tell outsiders about sharing the bed with Uncle Guo." Min Lansheng said calmly.

The evildoer with his head resting on his arm turned his head to look at the scholar next to him in the dark and smiled, showing his white teeth: "Don't pretend you don't know me? I thought you really forgot me."

"Uncle Guo's safety is the most important thing in the poor mountains and remote places. Naturally, Lan Sheng can't reveal the identity of Uncle Guo in front of outsiders."

With the only younger brother of the current Empress of Daliang lying beside her, Xiucai only found it troublesome.Lying on the bed during the day, his mind was not idle. The autumn exam was about to start, but the grandson of the old lady left the capital, which in itself seemed strange.

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Jiang is also the candidate for the autumn exam this year?" Xiucai asked casually, picking up unimportant things.

"That's right, originally we were going to take the same exam this year..." the evildoer said softly.

"Originally?" Min Lansheng's heart moved, and he asked with a little joy: "Then now?"

"right now……"

Two men with different plans lay on the same bed and chatted for half the night, while Su Xiazhi, who was sleeping on the ground next door, didn't close his eyes at this time.

It was a surprisingly quiet day, and the barking of dogs seemed to be much less in the village below the mountain.

Everyone was waiting cautiously for her to speak, but Su Xiazhi couldn't come up with a satisfactory solution even though she had racked her brains.

It took her a lot of effort to open the noodle workshop, and the painstaking effort put into it was unimaginable to everyone, and she was reluctant to close the workshop like this.

But it is always necessary to teach Aunt Gao and those people some lessons, how to teach them, and to what extent, these are all headaches...

Su Xiazhi thought over and over again about these things that gave her a headache, and she also went to bed very late.

She woke up very early the next day and began to repeat the things she had to do every day with deep thoughts. The window of the main room was closed with a creak, and Su Xiazhi, who was washing Jiaojiao's face, immediately turned her head and looked over... the window The refreshed scholar smiled like a spring flower!
"Good morning, lady!" he said through the window.

"Xiu Cai, are your legs able to get off the ground?" She walked over quickly, and when she reached the door of the main room, Min Lansheng had already opened the door and walked out.

"My husband doesn't think much of it, it seems to be fine."

"Didn't I tell you not to go to the ground for a day or two?" Su Xiazhi knelt down and squeezed his calf a few times, feeling that it had returned to its former slenderness.

"Where's...doctor?" She got up and looked inside the room.

"Why, do you know that I'm a decent doctor at this time?" The evildoer was still wearing Min Lansheng's new outer clothes, Shi Shiran walked out of the room, and said with a light smile: "A little injury is not considered to me. what."

"Genius doctor!" Su Xiazhi shouted exaggeratedly.

The evildoer seemed to be very useful after hearing it, and he didn't know which foot to lift first when he took a few steps.

"Why don't you sell me that bottle of medicine from your grocery store?" The medicine that was rubbed on Xiucai's legs was so good that Su Xiazhi decided to get it from the evildoer no matter what, otherwise he would keep such a 'Vulnerable man' is a pain in the ass.

"Not for sale." The evildoer answered neatly, and immediately he didn't move, his body was pulled up, and in the blink of an eye he had already climbed onto the wall of the Min's house, and in the blink of an eye, his body had already swept out of the yard...

Looking at the direction he was leaving, Su Xiazhi turned her head and said to Xiucai: "He must have not gone to the toilet all night, Xiucai, look at him, he is running into the woods in a hurry!"

In the distance, with sharp eyes and ears, she was showing off her Miaoman figure, and the evildoer in white clothes paused leisurely in the air, and then... fell down...

"Could it be face first?" Su Xiazhi covered her mouth in surprise...

"Auntie." The skirt under her body was pulled, Jiaojiao's face was covered with water, and Su Xiazhi remembered that she was washing the child's face.

Quickly wiped the little girl's face clean, and led her into the house to comb her hair.

"Auntie, do you like puppets too?" Jiaojiao, who was sitting on the chair, remained motionless obediently. Whenever her aunt, who was gnashing her teeth and struggling with her long hair, walked up to her, she would see that somewhat Dirty sweeper.

"Does Jiaojiao like it?" It's too inhumane for an ancient person to have hair all over his head. Su Xiazhi misses the refreshing short hair of his previous life very much.

"I like it." Jiaojiao stretched out her small hand to grab that Sao Qingniang, her eyes were full of envy.

In order to comb her hair for a whole day, she combed Jiaojiao so tight that the little girl's eyes were hanging up. No matter how she looked, she looked like Nezha who wanted to find Li Jing desperately!
(End of this chapter)