The splendid years of a talented lady

294 Chapter 1 I'm here ([-])
When the one who came down from the field ridge was surrounded by people, Su Xiazhi took advantage of the chaos and told the boy to keep an eye on the young man, so when the master asked, the boy told what he saw.

"Know?" Su Xiazhi's body was suddenly very tired, and Su Xiazhi's words had reached the point of refinement.

"Hmm..." The boy answered with a drawn-out voice, but did not give a clear answer.

Su Xiazhi opened her eyes and looked at him blankly.

"I just don't understand what he is going to do in Xinghua Village." The boy lowered his head under Su Xiazhi's gaze, then remembered what she had told him, and immediately raised his head and said to Su Xiazhi: "I am in the academy. I met him a few times, and he sent framed calligraphy and paintings to the master and the young lady, and sometimes sent some paper to the students of the academy..."

"Master, he is the original shopkeeper of the shops you bought on Fuzi Street, also surnamed Zhou. I heard the young lady call him 'Mr. Zhou'."

Nodding, Su Xiazhi closed her eyes again, recalling the appearance of 'Mr. Zhou' in her mind. It seems that there is no overlap with Zhou Lizheng of the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks. Maybe it's just a coincidence that both of them are named Zhou.

But how can there be so many coincidences in the world...

The mule cart stopped at the entrance of the small town, and Su Xiazhi gave the boy a bank note: "It happened to be here, go and grab some medicine for Mr. An."

The two poor masters and servants jingled and defected to him. Naturally, Su Xiazhi couldn't let An Yi, who had finally recovered, die in the mountain village, so he had to be given the medicine.

"Master..." The boy's heart felt hot when he took the bank notes, he looked at Su Xiazhi gratefully and said, "How many pairs are there?"

Su Xiazhi waved her hand, closed her eyes, and didn't bother to say a word.

The boy had no choice but to get out of the car and go into the pharmacy to grab two more medicines: "Master, this is enough for next month!"

"En." Su Xiazhi said to the handlebar outside the car without even looking at it: "Uncle, go to the tailor shop in front."

When they arrived at the shop, this time Su Xiazhi also got out of the car and walked in with the servant.

Asking the shopkeeper and tailor to bring out seasonal clothes suitable for the boy, she personally selected two long gowns for him: "I'll change your cotton gown as soon as I get back, it looks hot to me!"

"Master, I...have something to wear."

I really can't let the master spend money anymore!
The boy feels that he owes his master too much now, and if she asks her to spend money to buy clothes for him, how can he have the face to wear them...

He was just a slave who sold himself to the Min family, the servant always thought so.

"I'm just a slave, I really can't afford you to treat me so well..." He held the waistband of his cotton robe with both hands, and said in a low voice with his head down.

In An's house, he had seen too many expressions of his master towards his servants, and now Su Xiazhi, who was his new master, made him feel terrified, and he didn't even know that he deserved special treatment from others.

He was afraid that there was some secret hidden behind this unreasonable goodness, such as what he was most afraid of: grooming him and then reselling him again!
"Little slave?!" Su Xiazhi stuffed the bundle of new clothes under his armpit, then pulled his collar and left the shop: "Get in the car, go home."

The mule cart turned around and walked back, listening to the conversation in the carriage with the handlebars on and off.

"Who says you're a slave?" Su Xiazhi, who didn't want to speak, reluctantly opened her mouth, and felt extremely tired when she opened her mouth!
"Didn't you buy me for ten taels of silver?" The servant felt that the master spoke strangely today.

"Why would I buy a big living person?!" Su Xiazhi asked him back.

"..." The boy didn't know how to answer.

"I accepted your contract of sale, but the sale of the population must be registered by the government, and your contract must be changed. Have I changed it?"

"No..." The servant suddenly raised his head and looked at her: "Master, what do you mean..."

"Well, that's what it means." Su Xiazhi leaned wearily on the carriage, as if she didn't want to talk anymore: "I don't trust that man An Yi, isn't he going to save money to redeem you? If he gives you money later, you will Take it, treat it as private money, and if you have money, even if he has any thoughts in the future, you are not afraid..."

"My lord won't!" The servant hadn't recovered from his joy, but when he heard Su Xiazhi's words, he immediately confessed for An Yi with a pale face: "He, he has changed..."

Su Xiazhi closed her eyes and didn't argue with her. It's easy to learn from being bad, but it's too difficult to learn from being good.

An Yi has been a playboy since he was a child. If he said he changed it, let's see it...

After a busy day, it finally turned into the night, and Su Xiazhi was already very sleepy.After washing hastily, he got into bed.

Dragging the scholar's pillow into the quilt, Su Xiazhi leaned over and took a deep breath, and suddenly got up energetically again.

After lighting the oil lamp and taking the almanac, she stretched out her finger and counted the days on it day by day, counting back and forth from the month when Guishui didn't come, and then murmured: "It's not enough for four months... ..."

Since she was less than four months pregnant, what she felt today wasn't fetal movement, right?Su Xiazhi, who had no experience in pregnancy, decided to ask Min Qinglan tomorrow morning.

Before dawn the next day, Su Xiazhi woke up without warning...

Waking up is waking up, but she doesn't want to move.Still hugging Xiucai's pillow and lying in a daze under the quilt, he didn't think about anything, just simply dazed.

There was a slight beating in the stomach, like the beating of the pulse.

Su Xiazhi's eyes instantly cleared up!
Carefully moving her hand to her belly, she pressed it through the underwear, and there was an extremely slight beating sensation under her palm, which made her want to shout out excitedly...

"Xiucai, our son can move...it's less than four months old, how good do you think he is..."

After finally confirming that it was the baby's fetal movement, Su Xiazhi pressed her face tightly against Xiucai's pillow and took a deep breath, trying to capture the smell of Xiucai remaining on it...

She still misses him, even if the seeds he planted for her in her stomach have taken root and sprouted, and there is someone accompanying her in her body, it can't offset Su Xiazhi's longing for Min Lansheng.

(End of this chapter)