He could feel his heart pounding, and he clenched his fists, his palms damp with sweat.
After a long pause, Su Jiaoniang finally said, "I don't have that kind of heart-fluttering feeling for you, so Sanzhu, let's just forget about it. Don't keep waiting for something that's impossible."
Sanzhu stood with his back to the ground, his muscles taut.
Su Jiaoniang opened her mouth, but suddenly felt she had nothing to say. The words of comfort remained unspoken. A refusal should be made decisively; comforting someone afterward is useless. It was better to let him think quietly by himself. She turned and walked towards the village.
The devastated Sanzhu squatted down and cried. Suddenly, a pair of shoes appeared in front of him. Lu Wujiu stood in front of Sanzhu, staring at Sanzhu who was crying like a child, and slowly withdrew his fist.
He couldn't bring himself to fight such a pitiful person!
Sanzhu looked up, ignored the sudden appearance of the person, and continued to hug himself and cry.
Lu Wujiu stood quietly for a while, then left and walked towards the courtyard.
Su Jiaoniang was talking to Huang Erlan at the moment.
Huang Erlan, who had seen improvements in the greenhouse, told Su Jiaoniang with a grin that the greenhouse insulation problem had been solved.
Su Jiaoniang was surprised and walked towards the field to see how Huang Erlan had solved the problem. When she entered the greenhouse, she saw that there were wide bamboo pipes supporting the greenhouse four or five centimeters above the ground, allowing for smooth circulation.
Right now, a stove is burning in the greenhouse, and the stove is connected to a bamboo pipe. The water in the bamboo pipe is always hot. Amazing! They've got the heating working.
As long as the fire in the stove keeps burning and the bamboo tubes don't crack or burst, the greenhouse will be warm.
Su Jiaoniang greatly admired Huang Erlan. With the temperature guaranteed, the growth of vegetables and peppers wouldn't be a problem.
Su Jiaoniang rewarded Huang Erlan with ten taels of silver.
"You can build a hut next to it and live there, and check on the fire inside from time to time, but you can't live in the greenhouse. Also, you have to wear thick cotton clothes every time you check the bamboo tubes."
Su Jiaoniang gave many instructions. Bamboo pipes are not as good as the radiators of later generations. If they burst, hot water will splash out and scald the chili peppers in the ground. But that's nothing. As long as there are still chili seedlings, they can make a comeback.
However, if someone is burned to death, then there is truly no reversible damage.
With the greenhouse issue resolved, Su Jiaoniang felt much lighter.
She took out the money she had earned from selling jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes), counted it, and realized it was enough to rent a shop. The embroidery shop couldn't be delayed any longer. Since Madam Feng had taken it out and attracted attention, she had to take advantage of the attention to make things as stable as possible.
I slept soundly through the night, and got up the next day to head towards the county town.
Seeing Su Jiaoniang leave, Lu Wujiu followed her out. He had to take the young emperor back to Qi Kingdom these days, and the closer the return date got, the more reluctant he was to leave this easy and comfortable life.
Before he left, he had to make sure the woman remembered him.
You can't come back next time; the woman has someone else by her side.
Especially that child, Futu, who spends all his time thinking about who should be his stepfather.
As the two walked along the road, Lu Wujiu said, "It's getting cold soon. If you have any money left, prepare a carriage!"
"A carriage..." Su Jiaoniang slapped her head, realizing she had to prepare a carriage.
Even if she doesn't need it, the little girl still has to. Children go to set up stalls to do business every day. When it's hot, they can walk in the shade under the trees, but when it's cold, they have to find their own way.
As the two walked and talked, they suddenly spotted Lu Dashan acting suspiciously.
Lu Dashan was bent over, looking around, and he was holding a small bundle in his hand, seemingly valuing the contents of the bundle very much.
"Why is he acting like a thief?" Su Jiaoniang's mind was filled with questions.
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