The beautiful pastoral field of Jiangmen girl

Chapter 171
Zhou Boyan laughed and said, "Tell your sister, ten taels of silver for a barrel, I want a hundred barrels."

Qing Yang, who had been cultivated by Qing Shu with a bit of money-lovers potential, immediately settled accounts in his mouth, and quickly came to a conclusion, "Brother Yan, sister won't give it to you, and you will earn 100 taels less."

Zhou Boyan thought it was funny, "It's okay, you just tell your sister what I mean."

Qingyang nodded and went to look for Qingshu.Soon, he ran back again, "Brother Yan, sister said, let you add another 80 taels, otherwise there will be no discussion." It means agreeing to give one hundred barrels.

Zhou Boyan said calmly, "I can only add ten taels, and ask her if she agrees."

Like a hardworking bee, Qingyang ran to Qingshu's side again, and when he came back, his face was blushing, "Sister said, 11 taels a bucket, love, love or not." He smiled at Zhou Boyan.

Zhou Boyan imagined the appearance of Gu Qing stretching his teeth and claws in a relaxed manner, and the smile on his face deepened.

Gu Shitou, who was packing his son's luggage, scratched his head, with a puzzled expression on his face, "My son, are you bored?"

Zhou Boyan glanced at Gu Shitou, "How do you know that I am bored, my lord?"

Gu Shitou muttered: "You are not bored, why bother Miss Gu? Every time Miss Gu jumps up angrily, you seem to be very happy." The scene in the snow last time really impressed him, I still don't forget.

Zhou Boyan glanced over coldly, Gu Shitou immediately closed his mouth tightly and continued to collect things.

After entertaining the guests with four dishes, two soups and red bean paste buns, Qingyang stood at the gate of the mansion holding a small Xinde bow and arrow, and did not turn to go in until he could no longer see brother Yan, and arrived at Qingshu's room.

"Sister, look, brother Yan gave it." Qingyang raised the small bow and arrow in his hand, and immediately showed it to his sister.

Qing Shu touched his slightly icy face, "Do you like it?"

"like."

"Only a bow, but no arrows?"

"Yes, Yuanbao has been put away in my house. Sister, I want to learn archery."

"Okay, let the housekeeper teach you tomorrow morning."

"Can Uncle Steward use guns, knives, and archery?"

"Just ask, the housekeeper won't, there are others."

"I'll ask." Qingyang ran out in a hurry. When he left the house, he thought of something again. A silver ticket for sauerkraut." Then, without waiting for Qingshu's confirmation, she ran out again.

Qing Shu shook her head and laughed, looking at the bank notes in her hand, two for 500 taels, one for 100 taels, a total of 100 taels of silver bills.She locked the silver ticket and took out the ledger to write it down.

In a blink of an eye, winter is turning to spring, and the snow is slowly melting. The time sequence is approaching March, and it will be Qingming Festival in eight or nine days.Gu Qiang started to prepare for the tomb-sweeping on the Ching Ming Festival early, while Qing Shu personally guarded Qingyang, which was infected with the wind and cold.

The medicine was cooked, and the little fish came in.Qingshu took it, tried the temperature of the medicine, and felt that it didn't burn her mouth, so she handed it to Qingyang.

Qingyang, who was lying under the quilt in Ruyi, sat up, took the medicine bowl, and drank it with a wrinkled face.

Qingshu took the medicine bowl, Xiaoyu passed the mouthwash, Qingyang rinsed his mouth, and opened his mouth like a chick waiting for the mother bird to feed him.

Qing Shu thought it was funny, but she also took the prepared candy and put it into his mouth.

Qingyang came over happily and leaned on Qingshu.

Qing Shu quickly tore off the quilt, wrapped her coquettish younger brother in the quilt, and scolded with a smile, "See if you dare to go out and play outside when you're sweating?"

Qingyang shook his head, his voice was rustling, "Don't dare, you will get typhoid and feel uncomfortable."

When the sugar in his mouth was gone, Qing Shu asked him to rinse his mouth again, and then urged him to lie down and sleep.People who have typhoid, sleep helps recovery.

Not long after, Qingyang who was lying down began to feel confused.

At this time, Xiaojuan came rushing in, "Miss, miss, haha...it's coming out, it's coming out, it's green, it's growing..."

With such a quarrel, Qingyang's confusion disappeared immediately.

Qing Shu was slightly annoyed, "Girl with no rules, if you continue to be surprised all day long, it will make you hungry."

Xiaojuan's blubbering stopped abruptly, and she shrank her neck, "But miss, there is good news."

Qing Shu stared, "You still dare to talk back?"

Xiaojuan immediately silenced.

Qingshu pushed down Qingyang who had already sat up, "Sleep, don't get up."

Qingyang let out an "oh" and lay down obediently.

Qing Shu looked at Xiao Juan who had done something wrong, "Tell me, what made you so anxious? How dare you even quarrel with the sick young master."

Thinking of the happy event, Xiaojuan immediately brightened her eyes, "Miss, Zhuangzi sent me a letter, saying that the wheat has grown and sprouted green."

Qingyang got up all at once, "Really, did the wheat my sister planted last year grow?"

Xiaojuan nodded emphatically, "Yes, young master. The slaves don't dare to tell lies. It was Steward Wu who came to deliver the news in person. Steward Wu is at the front right now, rubbing his hands and reporting to the steward, and his face is smiling like this." Said Then, Xiaojuan wrinkled her face with her hands.

Qingyang was so excited that he grabbed Qingshu's clothes, "Sister, sister, let's go and see Maizi."

Qing Shu smiled and patted his head lightly, "Lie down and sleep quickly, you can't go anywhere until you get better." Seeing what he had to say, she added: "Elder sister is not going anywhere either. When Xiaoyang gets sick Well, my sister will go to see it with Xiaoyang."

Qingyang was satisfied now, and after happily rolling a few times on the kang, he was willing to cooperate with Qingshu to lie down properly.He closed his eyes tightly, wishing he could fall asleep immediately, hoping that he would recover from his illness when he woke up.

Besides, Wu Guanshi, who had always been stern-faced, couldn't find the north happily, and kept talking about the wheat in the field not only not freezing to death after the winter, but growing a few days earlier than the grass and so on.

Gu Qiang was also happy. At first he thought he had heard it wrong, but after Guanshi Wu said it over and over again, he believed it.

When Steward Wu was talking, he kept drawing the length of the wheat seedlings protruding from his head, and said that they went to the wheat fields every few days to look at them. Unexpectedly, when they went this morning, they saw dead grass and shredded grass exposed after the snow melted. There is a faint green under the corn stalks, so they curiously pulled away the withered grass and broken straw, and saw the wheat seedlings hidden underneath.The few people who saw it at first couldn't believe their eyes, they ran back to the village and yelled for everyone to go over, and then everyone confirmed it with their own eyes, and then they believed the fact that the wheat seedlings had grown, and then came to deliver the letter in a hurry.

Qing Shu was also happy, but she said that when her younger brother recovered from illness, she would go to see her together, so she suppressed her excitement and asked Steward Wu to go back. Observe the condition of the seedlings.

(End of this chapter)