The wrong marriage: the arrogant husband comes to farm

Chapter 94
"That's really bothering Madam," Liu Tiejiang said in a respectful tone, "I don't know how Madam should be called, but it's easy to recognize when you come to pick up the goods."

"My husband's family name is Nan," the first time in ancient times when he was asked what to call him, Qin Mengyao couldn't help but think about it several times, but he didn't know how to answer it decently, so he thought for a long time and choked out such a sentence, still hesitating. Don't give out your name, then I heard Tiejiang Liu take up the conversation with a smile.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Mrs. Nan. There don't seem to be many families with the surname Nan in Pulan City, but there is a family surnamed Nan here. They opened a stone store at home, but it is very famous. It's a pity that the management is not good. Now It’s already closed for business,” Liu Tiejiang said with a sigh.

"My husband's family lives in the countryside, so they can't compare to those big families." Qin Mengyao didn't expect that even a blacksmith knew so much about the gossip in the city, so he quickly changed the subject, but he became more and more curious about this Nan family. Judging from Nan Cheng Mo's performance that time Look, this story of the stone is probably closely related to him, but when I want to listen to it, the topic has already turned elsewhere.

"It turns out that Mrs. Nan lives in the country, but she looks more dignified in her words and deeds, but she looks more like a woman from a big family." Although Liu Tiejiang is a big boss, he is not inferior to others in flattering.

After finally explaining the size of the materials used, Qin Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief when he walked out of the blacksmith shop. The scene just now was really thrilling. Looking back on it now, he still feels a little scared, but at least nothing serious happened, otherwise Qin Mengyao would definitely die because of the child. A lifetime of guilt.

Qin Mengyao touched the bulging purse in his arms, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart.Tiejiang Liu was grateful to Qin Mengyao for saving Qingzi, and insisted on refusing to accept the deposit. Qin Mengyao forced half of the taels of silver, and was chased back to return it.

It was still early, Qin Mengyao's affairs were settled, and he was not in a hurry to go home, so he started to stroll along the street.At this time, the street was much more lively than in the morning, and there were many stalls selling snacks and gadgets along the street, which looked very novel. Qin Mengyao looked at it for a while, and there were already a few bags of food in his hand.

Unexpectedly, there are many more ancient snacks than modern ones. Although they are not as beautiful as modern ones, they taste very delicious, and every bite is prepared by themselves. additive.

I ran to the small shed and spent a few pennies to eat a bowl of hot Yangchun noodles. The noodles were smooth and refreshing, and the soup tasted fresh. Maybe I was very hungry. The shredded pork noodles are even more beautiful.After finishing the last sip of soup and touching his round belly, Qin Mengyao was still a little unsatisfied.

Strolling and preparing to leave the city, he happened to see a butcher stall on the side of the road. Qin Mengyao suddenly remembered that when he entered the city that day, Aunt Li looked at the pork hanging in the butcher shop with a embarrassed look on her face.She had planned to buy a piece of pork to go home that day, but she was disturbed by some chores, and instead forgot about cutting the meat.

After cutting the pork, Qin Mengyao simply kept on doing it, bought some fine noodles, some miscellaneous items for daily use, bought two small stools for the house, hired a flatbed cart pulled by a donkey, And transported back to Shita Village.

The last time I used a horse-drawn cart to bring back some seedlings, the bicycle fare cost tens of renminbi. The distressed Aunt Li talked about it for several days, and Qin Mengyao became more aware, and chose a donkey cart that was much cheaper than a horse-drawn cart. Saved a dozen texts.Although Qin Mengyao didn't care about the savings of more than a dozen essays, judging from the current life, there is no harm in saving some expenses.

Nan Chengmo hadn't returned home yet, and Li Dazhuang's family didn't know where to go. Qin Mengyao had to slowly move all the things out of the car, but the two bags of noodles were really heavy for her. When she put the bags on the ground, Almost sprained my waist.

The driver who was driving the flatbed truck saw that there was no one at home, and Qin Mengyao was the only one carrying it. He inevitably felt evil, and used an excuse to help move things, but his eyes kept staring at Qin Mengyao. Seeing Qin Mengyao bending over, his hands moved Honestly followed.

Although Qin Mengyao bent down, his eyes were always paying attention to the coachman behind him. Seeing that he was dishonest, he quickly drew an arc to avoid him, and was about to put on a straight face when he heard an angry shout from behind him.

The coachman was motivated by his facial expressions, but when he saw that Qin Mengyao was just dodging, he became more courageous. He still stretched out his rough hands in front of Qin Mengyao, his long black and thin face was full of evil smiles.

"Keep your hands and feet clean!"

Just when he was about to succeed, he was startled by a sudden voice behind him. The driver shook his hand, took advantage of the situation and bent down to lift up two wooden stools, and turned his head innocently, but that face was really ugly. Even if he pretended to be innocent, he still looked ugly.

(End of this chapter)