Chapter 199

She put the bamboo basket on the table, took out two piles of bamboo paper from it, and said to Zhang: "sister-in-law, I went out this month and saved a lot of work. I'm afraid I can't finish it without help. This work involves a craft that I don't want to spread out, so I want to trouble you to help me catch up with the work."

Zhang immediately said, "what do you want me to do? Now I don't have to pick up chestnuts. I eat, sleep and eat every day. I feel flustered at leisure

Song Xijiao looked at her gratefully, took out the hemp rope and thimble, and told her all the binding methods and the places needing attention.

Speaking of this, Zhang's hand is really more skillful than song Xijiao's, because she is lazy and lazy. When she was in her mother's house, she grew up with needlework and embroidery in primary school, so she learned it quickly and did well.

Song Xijiao gave her the bamboo basket at ease, and then took out some rouge powder and small jewelry from another bag and gave it to her.

He also gave song Yuanhan a jade crown and said with a smile, "I went to Huizhou. The local conditions and customs there are similar to ours. There is nothing to buy. I just bought some things that we can't buy in Jinzhou City. You don't mind. Maybe I'll have to go there later. Then, tell me what you want."

The family chatted for a while. Seeing that it was going to be dark, song Xijiao got up and went home with chestnuts.

In the evening, she took a comfortable bath, dried her hair, and then lay down on her bed, happily holding the quilt and rolling. The bed at home is really too comfortable, especially song's mother also specially helped her to dry the bedding, fluffy and soft, with light mosquito repellent incense, song Xijiao sweet into the dream.

On the other side, Zhong Chun lies on the hard bed, but he can't sleep.

In the past month, he has been dreaming with song Xijiao in his arms every night. When he gets up early before going to bed, they always have to say a few love words and kiss their lips. He is almost accustomed to this kind of sweet bedtime interaction.

But when she came back, song Xijiao's eyes were not shining when she saw what she was eating, or she went to see her brother and sister-in-law in a hurry. When she came back, she boiled water and bathed herself, and when she finished drying her hair and binding books, she seemed to have completely forgotten him in the center of her eyes.

He tossed and turned, and even several times he almost couldn't help sneaking into song Xijiao's room. Later he thought, forget it, she was tired all the way, so let her have a good rest.

The next morning, song Xijiao heard the sound of chickens crowing and firewood cutting in the yard. After a long time out, even this subtle sound made people feel warm and moved.

She sat up with a big stretch.

Today will be a very busy day, so she can't lazy to sleep, must get up early, eat well and prepare for the whole day's struggle.

After washing and washing, he came to the yard. He saw Zhong Chungang after reading the firewood and standing at the edge of the well to wipe his neck and chest. Song Xijiao went to him and asked him, "did you sleep well last night?" The smile on his face is full of expectation, waiting to share the comfortable feeling of sleeping at home with Zhongchun!

However, Zhong Chun glanced at her in a different way. He said casually: "suddenly, I'm not used to sleeping in separate rooms."

A faint blush replaced the heartless smile. Song Xijiao pursed her lips and grinned and approached him. She whispered, "why don't we get married when we move to a new home?"

Hearing this, Zhong Chun suddenly froze and turned to look at Song Xijiao and said, "Xijiao, the time has not come."

“……” Song Xijiao didn't expect that one of her girls would take the initiative to open her mouth. Zhongchun would refuse! Can't help but angry kicked him a foot, "that even, when you open your mouth next time, I also say so, hum!"

After all, it's a life-long event. Fearing that she's really angry, Zhong Chun quickly catches up with her, embraces people, and comforts her: "believe me, I'll always be more anxious than you to get you. Moreover, I promise that I will take you home in the light of the wind and scenery, and tell the world that you are my wife. "

Song Xijiao really meant to be angry, but she couldn't help laughing after listening to his exaggeration.

And tell the world how? Do you write newspapers?

With early food, song Xijiao went to the bamboo paper mill. Time is tight and the task is heavy. She is not allowed to be lazy. When she arrived at the bamboo paper mill, she ordered the clerk to take a piece of Longwei inkstone she had bought from Huizhou City and send it to Ling Fu.

After a while, she was binding the books with her hands and feet. She saw that the hill in front of her had already solved a pile of books. When she felt quite a sense of achievement in her heart, someone knocked at the door and said, "master Ling is coming."

Song Xijiao quickly got up and said, "please go to the elegant room."

I haven't seen you for a while. She's got some sense of lingziqing.

However, when I met in the elegant room, I saw lingziqing's gentle smile, and the sense of familiarity soon returned.

"Xijiao, you've lost a lot of weight." Ling Ziqing looked at her, eyes are full of love.

Song Xijiao subconsciously covered her face. After a month's tossing, she really lost some weight. It was most obvious when she was dressed. In the past, she had three bundles of waist cover, but now she has to leave one piece.She sat down at the table with him with a smile and said politely, "what are you doing recently? I don't see you sometimes. "

Don't shake your head here. You don't think it's helpful for me to shake your head. These days, I drink tea, watch flowers and paint every day at home, and my life is peaceful and smooth. "

This is really not an ordinary house. Song Xijiao can't help but wonder. If it was her, she would be bored even if she stayed at home for two days.

Qingfeng stood behind Ling Ziqing, looking like he wanted to talk but stopped. After Ling Ziqing finished painting, he couldn't help but cut in: "our childe's paintings are all beauties. The beauties have long apricot eyes, diamond lips, sharp chin, simple bun, and only a hairpin will be inserted forever."

Song Xijiao was stunned and suddenly laughed: "this beauty is a little like me, Qingfeng, you want to say that I am a beauty, ha ha."

Qingfeng looked at her with disdain and hummed, "it's not you, Miss Song!"

"Eh?" Song Xijiao's laughter suddenly stopped, embarrassed to close her lips, did not expect that after such a long time, Ling Ziqing has not put this matter down.

Ling Ziqing looked at her embarrassment, also did not deny, just a faint smile.

Song Xijiao didn't want such a good man to hang himself on his own tree, so she enlightened him and said, "I went to Huizhou this time and saw a lot of beautiful women! Maybe you should go to Huizhou. "

Ling Ziqing shook his head: "if I like to see beauties, just look in the mirror."

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