Popular peasant wife: mountain man lacks training

Chapter 365 Miss, Your Purse Lost
This wave of comfort was a little heart-stopping.

Lu Nanchuan couldn't understand the fact that Sangsang was obsessed with embroidery whenever she was free. There is a saying, to make use of strengths and avoid weaknesses. He knew that this was his own shortcoming, but he insisted on dying. This is very courageous. up.

"Forget it, as long as you're happy." Lu Nanchuan patted her on the head and tried to comfort her again.

The waiting days are always very long, but in just three days, Lu Nanchuan felt that a century had passed, and Li Yue hadn't replied to him yet.

It's getting colder, and eating more mutton and beef is better for warming up. Now that Lu Nanchuan has more money, Geng Sang doesn't have to control his food even more.

Beef is no good. The cattle raised by every household in the Dayin Dynasty must be recorded and cannot be slaughtered, and no one can blatantly sell beef. Therefore, Geng Sang can only choose mutton, and also bought two catties of lamb ribs Go back and cook soup.

"Girl, wait a minute, your purse has dropped."

When Geng Sang turned around, he saw the young man in the wheelchair, holding a purse of the same color as his own, and then reached out to touch his waist, his purse was indeed not there.

"Thank you, son, for picking up the money. I wonder if there is anything I can do to help you?"

Geng Sang took the purse, and said to the young man in the wheelchair, the verbal thanks he picked up his purse seemed not sincere enough, Geng Sang had no idea how to repay him, the man in the wheelchair in front of him was followed by his servants , no worries about food and clothing, and probably no need for help.

"I remembered, are you the girl who quarreled with someone on the street of the drug store last time?" The young man seemed to feel familiar, he looked at Geng Sang for a long time, and then said.

Geng Sang thought about it and quarreled with someone, which was the last time Lu Nanchuan made ink by himself.

"So you are the son who helped me pick up the medicine bag that day? What a coincidence."

It's such a coincidence that this young master picked up the two items.

"Since it's such a coincidence, I don't know if the girl can do me a favor and buy you a cup of tea?"

Geng Sang glanced at the other party, um, he seemed to have a good temper, and he was also handsome, but for no reason, "Is drinking tea a kind repayment?"

If it is to repay a kindness, then you can only go, if not, then just refuse, Geng Sang thought in his heart, it is not good to follow him to drink tea for no reason.

"If you think so, then so be it."

Following the other party into the tea house, the other party asked for the best private room in the tea house. After entering the door, the young man in the wheelchair said, "Girl, are you the wife of Mr. Lu from the ink workshop?"

"How do you know?" Geng Sang felt that he seemed to agree too early just now, what if this is a bad person, one cannot [-]% believe that the other party is a good person just because the other party is not ignorant of the money.

"In Yu Zeran, my brother went to Chuan Shangsang's opening ribbon-cutting ceremony before, so I heard about it, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." Yu Zeran looked at Geng Sang with a smile and comforted him.

My elder brother is the eldest young master of the Yu family, and he is also lame. Speaking of which, there is only the third young master of the Yu family. Geng Sang became more and more vigilant. The third young master Yu must not have recognized himself until he entered the teahouse, so what on earth is he trying to do? ?what purpose?
Geng Sang thought that the most likely thing was to avenge his fiancée Miss Chen?After all, I severely disrespected Miss Chen's family, and even beat Miss Chen's maid in front of Third Young Master Yu.

(End of this chapter)