He summoned Zhao Han to guard the young emperor.
He walked towards the county town on his own.
Although she knew her own woman was very capable, and that the food she made was extremely delicious, making it very easy for her to earn some pocket money.
But once you start caring about someone, you want that person to be right under your nose all the time.
If you can't live together, you can only keep thinking about it; there's nothing you can do about it.
I now live in a village.
If you want to go see it, then go see it.
Lu Wujiu naturally wouldn't dwell on such a simple matter for too long.
As I walked out of the village and passed by Old Lu's house, I saw several people from Anping Gambling House knocking on the door with money owed by Lu Dashan.
Lu Wujiu withdrew his gaze. Since they had already severed ties, whatever happened over there was none of his business.
Walking into the county town, the people of Lucheng can be considered to be living in peace and contentment. There are quite a few people on the streets. Autumn has just passed the harvest, and people now have some spare money and are willing to buy candied hawthorns and roasted chestnuts for their children.
When Lu Wujiu saw Su Jiaoniang, Fu Chuntang was standing next to her.
Fu Chuntang stared at the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), muttering to herself, "I clearly sold him several recipes yesterday, but now she's come up with new ones. What else is there that he doesn't know about her?"
Human nature is such that people are interested in the mysterious and the unknown.
He said to Su Jiaoniang, "This jianbing guozi is quite delicious. Can you teach me how to make it?"
Su Jiaoniang was about to roll her eyes. As long as you watch the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) a few times, you can learn it perfectly by yourself at home. What's the point of her teaching you?
"Want some?" she asked.
Fu Chuntang nodded.
Of course I want to eat it.
The line in front of the stall was so long that he felt he probably wouldn't be able to get a turn.
"Wait here," Su Jiaoniang said, heating up the other pan on the cart as well. Using two pans by herself to make pancakes instantly made her speed much faster.
Because there was an extra pot, no one complained when Fu Chuntang cut in line.
Fu Chuntang munched on a pancake, his gaze fixed on Su Jiaoniang's face.
Although the autumn weather has cooled down, it's still quite hot standing in front of the fire. Plus, with people waiting in line to eat jianbing guozi, and Su Jiaoniang being quick and efficient, sweat is already beading on her forehead.
Her already fair complexion became moist and slightly pink.
After glancing at it a few times, Fu Chuntang immediately looked away.
Do not look at what is improper!
Such a beautiful woman, if she's not his wife, you shouldn't look at her with such excessive gaze.
His guilty expression didn't catch Lu Wujiu's eye.
Lu Wujiu frowned, staring at the small pancake stall, feeling an urge to overturn it. He wanted to hide the woman away, so that only one person could see her, only he could see her, and only she could be good to him.
He reached up and touched his chest, then exhaled deeply.
Suppress all those messy thoughts.
The life of being kept as a pet is probably not what women like.
If he dares to take action, there will be terrible consequences.
Lu Wujiu walked to Su Jiaoniang's side, staring at the nearly empty dough in the wooden bucket: "When are you going home?"
"Almost done, we'll head back once we've sold everything," Su Jiaoniang replied casually.
Fu Chuntang, who was eating a jianbing guozi over there, looked as if she had been struck by lightning.
He thought Su Jiaoniang was a young widow, all alone, but now it seems that the situation is not like that.
The man was dressed in brocade robes and wore a hair ornament that was not something an ordinary person could wear, especially the possessive look in his eyes when he stared at Su's mother.
Fu Chuntang didn't believe it if you said there was nothing between the two of them.
Thinking back to yesterday when he said he wanted to marry that young widow.
He was rejected and was still confused.
Now, seeing the person standing next to the young widow, Fu Chuntang looked down and compared himself to her. He was not as tall as her, did not have as much muscle, and even lacked her presence.
When did Lucheng produce such a person?
Fu Chuntang's mind was in turmoil.
It felt as if someone had discovered my little secret.
He exchanged a few words with Su Jiaoniang and then turned to leave.
Young man, you're still not thick-skinned enough.
Lu Wujiu leaned to one side, and after Su Jiaoniang sold all the batter from her pancake stall, the two headed back to the village.
Su Jiaoniang finally had time to pay attention to Lu Wujiu: "Why are you in the county town?"
“Go to the county government office,” Lu Wujiu said casually. In fact, he was just passing by the county government office and didn’t even go inside.
He wasn't lying; he considered it a visit even though he was just passing through.
Seeing Su Jiaoniang pushing the cart along the road, sweat dripping down her forehead and running down her fair and flawless face.
Lu Wujiu slowed his pace considerably.
He quickened his pace, pushed Su Jiaoniang aside, and helped push the cart.
Su Jiaoniang was happy to be relieved.
She didn't bother with Lu Wujiu about such a small matter that was within her power.
Back in the village, Su Jiaoniang heard Old Zhu's crying from afar, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Why are these people, who all received four hundred taels of silver, yelling and screaming?
He looked at Lu Wujiu and asked, "What happened?"
"I didn't go see it." Lu Wujiu shook his head. He hadn't seen it up close, so of course he didn't know. As for what he asked Zhao Han to do, that was Zhao Han's doing, and he hadn't seen it either, so naturally he didn't know.
Su Jiaoniang was too lazy to join in the fun.
Once someone gets involved with a family, it's hard to get rid of them.
If you've finally broken off the relationship, why would you actively try to get back together with someone? Isn't that just plain stupid?
When they got home, Futu wasn't home yet. The little girl blushed and immediately went up to Su Jiaoniang when she saw her.
"Mommy, I'm taller!" The little girl happily gestured on Su Jiaoniang's body.
A five-year-old child, not even as long as her legs, finds joy in simple things.
Su Jiaoniang let her demonstrate, and after the little girl finished demonstrating, she pulled Lu Wujiu to learn boxing and kicking.
Lu Wujiu had plenty of patience with Xiaoya, teaching her boxing techniques step by step, guiding her to master the angle of force and the muscles involved, every inch and every part. Xiaoya pursed her lips, clearly very tired and suffering, but she didn't cry and persevered.
Su Jiaoniang felt sorry for the child and quickly made mung bean soup for him.
With this supplement to her martial arts training, Xiaoya was much happier.
As night fell, Futu returned home, carrying the smell of dregs of medicine.
I could tell from the smell that they went to Dr. Liu's clinic to learn more.
He still held the title of apprentice, so he had to learn the skills of healing and saving lives.
Futu was holding a book. Looking closer, the tree smelled of herbs, and the paper was specially made, using Chinese medicinal herbs to prevent mosquito bites and bookworms from gnawing on it.
If you're lucky, it could be preserved for thousands of years.
Su Jiaoniang took a few more glances, and Futu immediately explained: "This is Dr. Liu's experience in treating and saving lives, including all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. He told me to take a closer look when I have time."
As he spoke, Futu placed the books on the bookshelf in the room.
immediately……
He exchanged a glance with Su Jiaoniang.
Their eyes fell on Mr. Gu.
Su Jiaoniang smiled and said, "Let's eat first, and we can talk about the rest after we've finished eating."
Fu Tu remained noncommittal, then sat down at the small table. When he saw the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) on the table, his brow twitched.
My head is throbbing.
I quickly put a piece of donkey-hide gelatin cake from my pocket into my mouth, and only then did I slowly recover.
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