Chapter 790

Zhao Yuqi was almost moved to tears. My mother-in-law is so poor that she has to give something to herself just because she likes it.

"Grandma, I want all these. I think they are worth so much silver." With that, Zhao Yuqi thrust the silver into the old woman's hand again. Then she pulled the hairpins on the stall towards the middle, tied a knot on the top with a bag of cloth, and lifted all the hairpins.

"Girl, I can't, I can't, it's too much." The old woman held up a small piece of silver in her hand and said that she couldn't take it.

And Zhao Yuqi carrying things, turned around, just about to leave, and turned back to the old woman said: "if you have other things, bring it, I will want."

Then he took Shen Qing away for fear that the old woman would catch up with her and return her money.

Back on the run, Shen Qing curiously asked her: "why do you like these things?"

She really can't see that these hand carved wooden hairpins are rough in workmanship, ordinary in appearance and very ordinary in material. She really doesn't know what Zhao Yuqi likes about them.

"Sister Qing, can't you see that?" This time, Zhao Yuqi was surprised. "Look at these hairpins, they are totally different from what we wear. How primitive and simple they are!"

Shen Qing is dumb She's really a local tyrant growing up in a honeypot. She hasn't even seen the hairpins used by ordinary people. The simple hairpins cut from several broken wood trees can make her so rare!

However, if you think about her reasons carefully, it seems that she said that these simple things really add a lot of pastoral flavor, unlike the ones they are wearing now, which are either gold and silver or jade, full of copper smell. Even the noble jade of Tsinghua University, when combined with other jewelry, it also appears a lot more secular.

Zhao Yuqi got these "treasures", and it was so cheap that she was so happy that she didn't want to go anywhere, so she wanted to go back to her house as soon as possible.

Shen Qing also felt that she was about to go shopping. At this time, the sun was slanting to the West. Even if she was going to Chuang Tzu in the suburb of Beijing now, the wind was coming, I was afraid it would be dark.

The four went back to the end of the main street and found their carriage.

Just like when they came here, the four of them went all the way to the general's house in a carriage.

On the carriage, Zhao Yuqi changed her old habits, no longer chattering, but after opening her burden, she kept her head down and quietly played with those wooden hairpins.

Mo Huan and Zhao xuanzhi are discussing something in a low voice, but Shen Qing can't understand it.

The carriage was rickety, and their discussion was like a hypnotic curse, which made Shen Qing more and more sleepy. Finally, she just leaned against the wall of the car and fell asleep.

Many people are just like this. Sitting in the car, the car is rickety and sleepy. There is a noisy noise nearby and they can sleep. But when the car stops and the sound disappears, they will wake up immediately.

Shen Qing is like this. She sleeps soundly all the way, but when the car stops, all her mind immediately returns to her body, which makes her wake up clearly.

The car stopped, Zhao Yuqi is not slow to tie the burden, and Mo Huan and Zhao xuanzhi no longer discuss.

Shen Qing lifted the curtain of his car and looked out. The sun had just taken away its last ray of light. At this time, the sky was gray. It would be dark before long.

Four people successively got off the carriage, Zhao Yuqi still took Shen Qing's hand, then went to the general's house.

She thought that, at this time, Shen Qing and Mo Huan had to go to the mansion for dinner, but she didn't want to. Mo Huan pulled Shen Qing over, held him in his arms, and said to Zhao xuanzhi, "we still have something to do. Let's go ahead."

What's more Shen Qing understood that they were going back to Zhuangzi now, and Mo Huan often said that the main thing was to be alone, or even to do something closer.

At the thought of this, Shen Qing's face turned red.

Fortunately, it's dark, and Mo Huan hugs Shen Qing in his arms, which makes her face unreal, so that she won't be so embarrassed.

He looked up at him, but at this time there were others. Shen Qing couldn't say anything about Mo Huan. After all, he had to give him the necessary face.

But their interaction did not escape Zhao xuanzhi's eyes.

Seeing that they were so close to each other, they could only see each other in their eyes, which made Zhao xuanzhi feel lost.

He even regretted that if he had tried harder, now the happy person would be himself.

But at the thought of these three people, one of them will be lost and lonely. He doesn't want that person to be ah Huan or Xiao Qing.

Then the sad role should be played by yourself.

Mo Huan ignores Shen Qing's eyes and asks the boy waiting outside the door to bring his horse.

After a day's rest in the general's residence, ma'er seemed to be eating well. At this time, he was in good spirits.

Mo Huan, holding Shen Qing in his arms, jumped up and sat on his horse.

Looking back and saying goodbye to Zhao xuanzhi's brother and sister, Mo Huan clipped his horse's belly with his legs, and the horse galloped out, and soon disappeared in the sight of Zhao xuanzhi and Zhao Yuqi.

The wind from the horse's running is whistling in his ears, and the cool night wind blows on his face, even producing bursts of pain.Shen Qing simply buries her face in Mo Huan's arms. Anyway, she doesn't need to see her own way. It's so far away from Zhuangzi. If you blow all the way, your face will be black and rough.

if you have a mask, you can apply it to the same mask.

mask... right! Who says mask must be bought? When

was born, Shen Qing often did mask at home.

those natural ingredients, without any additives, will not contain lead and flavors, but they will be much better than those bought.

this hot summer day, the air is dry. Shen Ching obviously feels that his skin is very tight every day. He needs nourishment of the mask early.

If you go back tonight, you can make a can and apply it once a day. It doesn't matter whether it's beautiful or not. It's true that you don't feel so bad.

Smelling the faint scent of Su He on Mo Huan, maybe she is used to the smell on Mo Huan. Shen Qing finds that she does not recall her family as often as she used to.

Estimating the distance and the time, she thought that it would take a long way, but she didn't want to. The horse ran slower and slower, and finally stopped.

Is it difficult to say that there are traffic jams in ancient times?

Even if it's blocked, it's a carriage, and it's not the peak now. This single horse can't block himself.

Shen Qinggang wanted to look up, but heard Mo Huan's voice from his head: "Qing, we're here."

Here we are? So fast? Is there a path?

Shen Qing raised her head and looked around.

In the dim moonlight, she saw that it was an alley, dark all around.

This is very special Where are you?