Divine Doctor and Farmer's Girl: Buy a husband to farm

Chapter 80
Su Qinghuan didn't know that Lu Qi gritted her teeth and came out of the Salt Gang. She decided to buy some things in the county before going back.

There is another Du Jing in the family, and it is getting more and more lively.

"Let's go and buy some Jiangsong Sansu cloth. After the baby is born, we can make it into close-fitting clothes. It's comfortable to wear." Su Qinghuan took Lin Sanhua to the cloth shop.

Da Huan repeatedly echoed: "Yes, Sansuo cloth is the best, soft and breathable. Everything is good except it is more expensive. But for the sake of our children, we don't care about money. Sanhua, I will buy it for my godson and daughter!"

Da Huan is used to living a poor life and living frugally. The only, no, the only two people who can make her spend generously are the goddess Su Qinghuan; the second is the children in Lin Sanhua's belly.

I don't know why, but she has an almost obstinate liking for children, Su Qinghuan is very puzzled.

Lin Sanhua couldn't bear their kindness, rubbed her stomach and laughed, "Then they'll just borrow money from the two aunts."

"It's time to name them too." Da Huan muttered as he entered the door.

Lin Sanhua pretended not to hear.

This is the largest cloth shop in the county. The shop assistants saw that the three of them were dressed in ordinary clothes, and they were not very enthusiastic, but they did not speak ill of each other.

The three gathered in front of Sansuobu, chatting in low voices, discussing how much to buy and what suits to buy.

"Ma'am, please this way—careful of your feet—" the clerk's courteous voice sounded, with a humble and flattering voice that wished to get low into the dust.

Su Qinghuan didn't look back, but heard the voice of an acquaintance.

"Ma'am, slow down."

She put down the cloth in her hand and turned her head slowly, slowly.

And the madam who came in also seemed to have a feeling in her heart, looking straight at her, full of disgust and hatred.

It was Mrs. Wang, Cheng Xuan's wife.

The one who spoke was Huaping, Cheng Xuan's former maid, who was dressed as a woman at the moment, wearing a green narrow gown and long skirt, with shiny and precious jewelry on her head and wrists.

Mrs. Wang was wearing a ponytail, two simple jade hairpins were inserted obliquely on her head, and she was wearing a lotus-colored beige that was probably new. Half of the silver bracelet was exposed on her bright wrist. The dress was simple but meticulous.

Gold and silver are valuable, jade is priceless, and craftsmanship is priceless, so the emerald jade hairpins without a trace of impurities on the head, the bracelets with complicated and exquisite craftsmanship, and the labor cost far exceeds the value of the silver itself, all of them are Wang family's alternative decorations.

Her abdomen was protruding, and it was obvious that the month was already quite old, but the gentleness of being a mother was completely absent on her face, replaced by a twist of gnashing of teeth.

Su Qinghuan felt that she was capable enough to make a lady who claimed to be very self-cultivated become so angry.

In fact, in the end, it was just because there was a small portrait of her in the pages of Cheng Xuan's book, and Mrs. Wang accidentally discovered a poem when he mentioned it.

The poem is "Once the sea was too difficult to be water, except Wushan is not a cloud".

Su Qinghuan had seen the little portrait, but hadn't seen those two poems.

Later, when she was punished by Mrs. Wang in the name of climbing the bed, she saw the two lines of poems as "evidence".

She is not Cheng Xuan's vast sea, but just a drop of water that he missed, and because of her loss, she is infinitely magnified by him.

Su Qinghuan actually understands the frustration and collapse of a proud woman when she finds out that her husband has fallen in love with a maid instead of herself; but this is not an excuse for her to make things difficult or even viciously sell herself.

Su Qinghuan smiled slightly, and said to Xiao Er: "I want this three-short cloth, and this, this, I will pay for it, and help me move it to the carriage outside."

It was a completely defiant posture.

"I'll pay the money." Da Huan was completely unaware of the stagnant atmosphere in the air, fearing that Su Qinghuan would rush to pay, so he ran to the shopkeeper himself, took out a 100 tael silver ticket, and said with arrogance, "The rest Change it to cash for me, it will be convenient to buy things later. Isn’t it right, lady?”

"Yeah." Su Qing smiled and nodded.

Lin Sanhua hesitated and said, "This cloth is too expensive..."

"It doesn't matter, we are not short of money." Su Qing said with a smile, "Let's go, your task now is to take good care of it, be happy, and add children to our family!"

It just doesn't make sense!
Mrs. Wang was angry.This bitch is living such a good life, spending so much money that her husband can afford to support a concubine.

"Stop!" she said angrily.

Both Lin Sanhua and Dahuan turned their heads to look at her, with the dissatisfaction of "Who are you? What do you want to do" conveyed in their eyes.

Su Qinghuan didn't look back, and said: "A mad dog bites a person, you can't turn around and bite a dog. Let's go!"

Only then did the two realize that she had an enmity with Mrs. Wang.

Da Huan couldn't help pointing at Mrs. Wang and said, "Why are you so fierce! There are so many servants around, but the master has no self-restraint at all, showing his ugly face, what does he look like!"

Su Qinghuan looked at Dahuan in surprise.

No one has ever dared to question his self-cultivation face to face.Mrs. Wang has always been proud of being born in a famous family, her family has a profound heritage, and her posture is elegant. She has never heard such a merciless reprimand.

She immediately turned cold, and said: "What are you doing standing there? Why don't you catch this fugitive slave and hand it over to the government!"

Fugitive slaves will have their faces tattooed, and Madam Wang's words are quite vicious.

"What a big face!" Su Qinghuan sneered, "I, Su Qinghuan, set up a female household and wrote it down in black and white in the county government office. How did I become a fugitive slave of your family? Don't eat indiscriminately, let alone talk indiscriminately! I advise you Accumulate some virtue for the child in your womb!"

"Baby maid, you dare to curse my child!" Mrs. Wang burst out suddenly, her face was red and her face was completely lost.

Su Qinghuan suddenly sympathized with her.

When she saw Mrs. Wang for the first time, she still felt that her every move was elegant and measured. Although she was jealous, she couldn't deny her beauty.

At that time, the smile on her face was shy and timid, and the eyes she looked at Cheng Xuan were gentle and tender.

Later, she discovered that Su Qinghuan was a cinnabar mole in Cheng Xuan's heart, and suddenly felt that her belief in love collapsed.Everything is hypocrisy.

Because she loves Cheng Xuan so much, she is so hysterical.

"Let's go." Su Qinghuan didn't want to waste any more time with her.

Mrs. Wang was going to chase her, but Huaping and the maids behind her kept persuading her.

"You better restrain yourself." Su Qinghuan turned back and said coldly after stepping out of the door, "The old ancestor values ​​face the most, if she knows that her granddaughter-in-law is acting like a shrew outside, she will be unhappy."

"You still dare to use my ancestors to suppress me! If I dare to betray you once, I can betray you a second time, you lowly maidservant!"

Su Qinghuan completely ignored him. When he went out, he saw Jin Nu who was led back from shopping by the guards of the Salt Gang. He wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "Go, go home with mother."

She has a family, a husband, and a son.

The Cheng family?Ha ha, not rare at all.

(End of this chapter)