The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 245 Conflict Between Husband and Wife (1)
"No." The black-clothed woman shook her head without raising her eyelids: "The layman will deliver it on the [-]th day of the first lunar month, and we still need to proofread it."

The copying of the scriptures is a sacred and solemn matter, and the copyers are required not only to be respectful, but also to be free from typos.

A piece of "Pumenpin" has more than 2000 characters, so you must be careful when copying it.Otherwise, as long as there is one typo in the whole article, this one is copied for nothing...

"Yes." The boy calculated the time in his mind. Although it was very tight, the copying by two people could still be completed, so he replied softly: "The disciple understands."

"I'm not a monk, so you don't have to call me disciple." The black-clothed woman pushed open the door with a calm expression and walked back.

When the boy looked up, he only saw the onion-like white fingers supporting the door frame!
The woman's slender fingers disappeared for a moment, and the boy only praised in his heart: This aunt has a pair of good hands!

It is inconvenient to walk with a stack of thick paper and scriptures in both hands. The young man went to the incense table standing against the wall and put the scriptures on it. Carefully wrapping things up, he held the bundle in his hand and said, "Thirty volumes...we'll copy them as soon as we get home."

An Yi didn't reply, and stood at the door frowning and staring at Xipian Hall in a daze.

"Master?" The servant stretched out his hand and shook him, then asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Oh, it's all wrapped?" An Yi reached out to lift the package in the boy's hand, but the boy stepped aside.

"Wait a minute!" Shoucheng, who was about to go out, walked quickly to the door of the main hall, took out a few copper coins from the armhole and put them in the merit box.Then he said to An Yi: "Let's go back."

It was already dark when we came out of Bodhi Temple.There was a gust of cold wind, which made the boy shiver several times in a row.

When he came out of Anfu, he was wearing old clothes all the time, even if it was cold, he just added two more unlined clothes!How can this kind of clothing resist the cold wind in the north...

An Yi looked at him, feeling a throbbing pain in his heart: "Tomorrow, let's buy two winter clothes, it won't work if it's so dry and frozen."

"Buy me a cotton robe, I'm not too cold." The boy said tremblingly, and then sneezed involuntarily: "Ha Qiu!"

"Look! Do you want to talk anymore?" An Yi took out a handkerchief and pressed the back of his head to wipe away the snot from the boy's nose: "Fuck you, let's buy a thick cotton robe tomorrow. Just as..."

"Hey!" An Yi suddenly smiled maliciously as he said, "Just treat it as the auspicious clothes we're going to wear when we get married!"

"..." His frozen cheeks turned red in an instant. Fortunately, the sky is hazy now, and passers-by on the road can't see his face clearly.Otherwise it would be such a shame!Which family's newlyweds get married with two grooms?
The boy kept his mouth shut and decided not to talk to him.

Originally, I thought that the master would give up after a few more nonsense words, but I didn't expect that after he only said this inconsequential sentence, he calmed down, and he was full of worries along the way.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Seeing the master's frown getting deeper and deeper, the servant also became worried.After holding back for a long time, he still opened his mouth.

After the question was out, the boy felt regretful again, feeling that he shouldn't ask more about his master.

"Don't you feel that the girl in black clothes today has a good face?" An Yi turned to stare at the boy: "Do you think he looks like a person?"

"I don't think so..." At that time, the boy was only thinking of what she told him, and the other party was a woman, so he couldn't just stare at her face, right?
After thinking hard for a while, the boy found that he had no impression of the woman's face, but suddenly remembered her plain hand holding the door frame: "That aunt...the hand is beautiful..."

The boy's voice was very low, which meant that he and An Yi could hear him, otherwise he wouldn't dare to say such an unruly thing like staring at a woman's hand!
"My lord, you mean that the girl born just now is very similar to Mr. Min?" The servant has been with An Yi for so many years, and he can immediately understand the meaning of what the master said.It's just that the meaning of the master's words today is a bit scary: "Could it be Mr. Min's relatives?"

"You won't admit your mistake, right?" The servant asked again worriedly.

An Yi shook his head lightly: "I may admit mistakes to others, but Lan Sheng, who is similar to him, I will definitely not admit mistakes!"

Farmers who farm all year round still have a slack time, but Su Xiazhi has been very busy every day since he opened a noodle workshop.

It’s not that she needs to work hard to stretch noodles in the workshop, but her family’s dried noodles are getting more and more famous. During the busy season, the loose dried noodles sell well. Now, gift dried noodles packed in bamboo baskets covered with red paper There is a trend in short supply again!
Jufulou's pickled eggs have been bought a lot more than usual since the beginning of winter, and the purchase from Shanxia Village every five or six days has become once every three or four days.

So Su Xiazhi is now: busy and happy!

Pickle eggs once every three days, and then go to the town to buy food and drink for the workshop and her family every four or five days. Things at home and outside of the house make her life extremely fulfilling every day.

Min Lansheng's eyes were only on the lady, and after looking at her, he vomited once and then there was no sign of pregnancy again, he was not happy!
The lady is not allowed to tell the story of her pregnancy early, but he hopes that everyone in the world will know that the lady has his own flesh and blood in the womb, that is his true ability as a man!

When Aunt Gao came to talk to Su Xiazhi in the morning, she still smiled and said, "Why is your scholar like a big girl, you can really stay at home!"

What man would be happy to hear someone say he's a 'big girl'?

After superficially agreeing to the lady's instructions, Min Lansheng pinned all her hopes on his 'daughter'!
When the two were lying in the same quilt, they also had a serious discussion about whether the child was a boy or a girl. At that time, the scholar put his hand on the lady's chest and gently rubbed it and said, "It's a girl."

"Don't!" From the time he found out that he was pregnant, Xiucai was indeed a lot more honest at night, but he is a man after all, and it is impossible for him to sleep properly like a log, so for some of his petty hands and feet, Su Xiazhi It can only be left to him.

(End of this chapter)