Peasant women who keep their wives and make money should be self-improvement

Chapter 90 Seeing Jiang Dazhuang is much more pleasing to the eye (1)
Jiang Dazhuang didn't say anything, but smiled faintly. As for why he laughed, Jiang Dazhuang himself didn't understand.

I always feel that Leng Han treats him differently.

"Miss Leng, when are we going back to Qingping?" Jiang Dazhuang asked, a little bit like an arrow.

I was also worried in my heart, just delaying outside like this, if Mu Lin arrives in Qingping and there is no news of him, I am afraid that I will be in a hurry!
Leng Han shook his head, "There is no rush, I have something to do!"

Regarding Leng Han's decision, Jiang Dazhuang didn't understand, but he was anxious to return to Qingping, and said quickly, "Is it a big deal?"

Leng Han raised his eyebrows, and faced Jiang Dazhuang with any thoughts on his face, Leng Han curled his lips, and asked, "One three enters the house, 1 taels of gold, ten beautiful maidservants, isn't it a big deal?"

This this?
Jiang Dazhuang thought for a moment, and then understood what Leng Han meant.

When he came to Ninglan City, he also heard that there was an orchid festival in Ninglan City, and the rewards were generous, but, they, they...

The reward was generous, and Jiang Dazhuang was also moved. Even if he couldn't get the leader, it would be nice to get a small reward.

At least, tried.

Most importantly, he couldn't do it, so he left Leng Han and left alone.

"But we don't have orchids, and I don't know how to grow orchids either!"

"Stupid, if we don't have orchids, we can sell them and look for them in the mountains. Besides, just because you don't know how to grow orchids doesn't mean I can't either!"

Jiang Dazhuang scratched his head, "Yes, but Miss Leng, I don't have a penny, so I can't help you with buying orchids! Or, I'll go and ask, where I need a helper, I'll go Work, earn some money and come back, then go buy orchids!"

I've seen honest and dutiful people, but I've never seen such a stupid one. Leng Han looked at Jiang Dazhuang, wishing he could stuff him back into his mother's stomach and rebuild him.

Turning his head away, he said softly, "Go get someone to prepare hot water, I want to take a shower and change clothes!"

Hearing this, Jiang Dazhuang saw that Leng Han didn't want to talk about the orchid anymore, so he put his heart into his stomach and agreed to go out.

Leng Han immediately called him, "You can find a girl by the way, remember, don't be pretty, just have neat hands and feet, do your job!"

"Miss Leng, what are you doing looking for a girl?"

"What to do, what else can I do besides wait for me to take a shower?" Leng Han said, raising her eyebrows, "Are you afraid that you will be sleepless at night, and come here to serve you chic and romantic in the silk tent?"

Jiang Dazhuang blushed immediately when he heard it, and shook his head with his hands, "Miss Leng, don't say that, I, I can sleep alone at night, I'll go find someone for you!"

After speaking, he almost ran away.

Leng Han watched, feeling a little anxious.

If it wasn't for her inconvenient legs and feet, she really wanted to leave Jiang Dazhuang alone.

Because they are not on the same level at all, and they don't even have the slightest common language, and they are not as good as Sijin, a child.

Jiang Dazhuang came to the lobby of the inn and found the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, I want to find a girl!"

Hearing Jiang Dazhuang's words, the shopkeeper frowned, and the smile on his face froze, and then he said coldly, "Young master, if you want to find a girl, you can go to Goulanyuan. I'm an inn, and I'm not that kind of nasty girl." The place!"

"This, shopkeeper, you misunderstood!" Jiang Dazhuang quickly explained, but continued, "It's my son, he is used to being served by women, no, he wants to take a bath, this..."

"Hmph, I don't have it!" said the shopkeeper, squinting at Jiang Dazhuang.

Although the rich family has maids to wait for the master and the young master to take a bath, but this is not a big family, it's just a small inn.

The shopkeeper clearly refused, which made Jiang Dazhuang tangled up.

How do I go back and explain to Leng Han?
In the room, Leng Han was soaking in the tub, feeling extremely comfortable, splashing water on his face, resting his injured foot on the edge of the tub, and humming a song.

When Jiang Dazhuang returned to the room dejectedly, Leng Han had already changed into clean clothes, leaned on the chair, and drank tea comfortably.

"Miss Leng, you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Leng Han asked.

Jiang Dazhuang was in a hurry, but he didn't know how to pursue it, so he sat on the chair angrily, got up coldly, bumped to Jiang Dazhuang's side, poured water and handed it to Jiang Dazhuang, and said softly, "Do you want to understand?"

"not understand!"

"That's right, how can a simple-minded person like you with well-developed limbs understand it!" Leng Han said, placing the teacup heavily on the table, and the firewood overflowed.

Jiang Dazhuang was astonished.

Watching the tea splash on the table, slowly overflowing.

"why?"

"Why?" Leng Han asked himself.

Jiang Dazhuang wants to be mediocre for a lifetime, it's none of her business, why does she have to eat and support herself, and make wedding dresses for others.

"Perhaps, I want to thank you. You gave us a hand when our mother and son were at their worst!"

Mother and child?

Jiang Dazhuang's eyes widened, and he looked at Leng Han in astonishment, "You have a child, you are married, you..."

"You have so many questions!" Leng Han gave Jiang Dazhuang a dissatisfied look, poured himself some tea, and drank it.

"No, Miss Leng, are you really married?"

"My husband is dead and I'm a widow with an eight-year-old son!"

Jiang Dazhuang listened, his eyes turned red, "It must be very hard, right?"

"Hard work?" Leng Han shook his head.

If no one intentionally persecutes her, the life of her and Sijin will be better.

However, in the world, there is nothing that goes smoothly.

"Miss Leng, what about your son, you are out alone, he..."

"He will be fine, waiting for me to go back at home!" Leng Han said, tilting his head and looking out of the window, where in the distance, her relatives were eagerly looking forward to her going back.

However, this is a rare opportunity to make money, and she doesn't want to miss it.

Because in many cases, if there is no money, nothing can be done at all.

Sijin, you will understand, right?

Jiang Dazhuang looked at Leng Han who did not hide his longing in his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Miss Leng, are you from Qingping?"

Hearing the words, Leng Han came back to his senses, looked at Jiang Dazhuang, "It's hard for you to understand!"

Jiang Dazhuang didn't speak.

Once upon a time, he was also smart. Ever since he learned that his beloved woman had died, he had already broken the jar, and he could do whatever he wanted, and he didn't want to fight or rob him. Now he is still alive, and he is also for the sake of his parents.

Try to earn as much money as possible and send it back to them. He can't be happy, at least, let them live comfortably in their old age.

(End of this chapter)