The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Someone in the village asked, and Su Qiruo said to wait for two more days to dry first.

There was a table full of meat dishes and big warm steamed buns, and no one had the time to care about anything else, just a few polite words and that was it.

The Si family's generosity made Su Qiruo and Si Qianling become famous people in Taoshu Village for a while. Even when Si Qianchen goes out, many friends come up to say hello.

On the third day after the new house was built, the previously ordered bed cabinets and furniture were delivered. Su Qiruo and the Yao sisters moved all the furniture directly to the new house.

"This house is almost done. When are you ready to move, I will come to help."

Boss Yao said kindly.

Su Qiruo glanced at the wall and touched it with her hand.

"In a few days! I need help from my two sisters to see if they know anyone who knows how to dig a well. Our house is a bit far away from the well in the village. Let's see if we can dig a well in our backyard so that we can use it in the future. More convenient."

This is a question that Su Qiruo has been thinking about, especially if vegetables are grown in the backyard in the future, Si Qianling cannot be allowed to go to the east end of the village to fetch water every day!

"It's no problem, just leave it to me."

Boss Yao patted her chest and assured that she had been taking on these jobs over the years. She knew a lot of people and she knew some of them.

I heard that it is easier to get water by digging a well at the foot of the mountain, especially Si Qianling's new home. The color of the land behind it does not look like it is short of water.

"That's work."

Su Qiruo smiled and sent him out. When he came back, he and Si Qianling began to move things to the new house.

I don’t take too much every time, just treat it as an activity.

Si Qianchen also followed behind on his short legs to move his own things. He didn't have much clothing, just two boxes of books and the pens, inks, paper and inkstones he used for daily reading.

Looking at his new house, it was simple and not too big. Although it was not comparable to the Gongfang in the palace, it was Si Qianling's favorite place now.

The sense of belonging is getting stronger and stronger, as if he has lived here for a long time.

It's not surprising that he was like this. From the day Su Qiruo finished talking to him about the drawings, he had been thinking about what the new house would look like every day.

A small couch was set up in the house for Si Qianling to sit on, drink tea, rest and read.

Ordinary people would not have this in their homes, but the young masters and young ladies from aristocratic families would put a good soft one in their room for occasional lunch breaks.

It is even more indispensable in the palace. Si Qianling's palace has a couch made of fine pear wood, which is covered with tiger skins that the Queen Mother hunted during hunting. It is soft and warm.

Thinking of this, Si Qianling couldn't help but sniff.

When he raised his eyes, he happened to bump into Su Qiruo who was standing at the door looking at him. She was holding the well-behaved Si Qianchen in her hand.

Si Qianling quickly collected his thoughts, stood up and walked towards the two of them.

"Is everything packed?"

Su Qiruo noticed that his mood was wrong, but she didn't ask any more questions. She just nodded and said, "Well, everything that is not urgently needed has been moved here. Take a look at what else is missing at home. We will go to the county town to buy it together in two days."

After the house was built, it was time to sell the two wild ginsengs.

All the prey in the past few days had been donated, and they didn't keep anything for themselves.

Si Qianchen didn't have much fine food left, so Su Qiruo thought that when they moved to their new house, which would be blocked by a gate and a courtyard wall, they would no longer have to worry about others being jealous of their food, and she and Si Qianling would no longer have to wrong themselves in the future.