Pampered Pastoral: Orion’s Delicious Little Lady

"Fuck!"

Song Lihua subconsciously said the quintessence of Chinese culture. She was so frightened that her scalp was numb. Even if her limbs were weak, she had to stay away from the bamboo basket.

In addition to being afraid, she also admired Lu Jingzhe from the bottom of her heart.

Obviously he is only a boy of eighteen or nineteen, but he has so many things to shoulder.

In her impression, teenagers aged [-] or [-] should be sweating on the basketball court, or playing black games with their brothers on their mobile phones.

Lu Jingzhe, on the other hand, wanted to take a bamboo basket with a snake in it to sell in the town. He probably caught the snake himself.

No wonder the Lu family's living standard is pretty good. Does he even risk his life when hunting?

After figuring out what the strange noise was about, the two of them continued walking towards the entrance of the village.

When they were not far away, Song Lihua saw an oxcart parked under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village. Several villagers were sitting on the oxcart, and they were also going to Qinghe Town.

She had only met the owner of the oxcart last night. He was the oxcart brother, the one who had a fairly good relationship with Lu Jingzhe.

I learned from Lu Jingzhe that Brother Niuche's name was Lu Shuisheng. He was in his early twenties, married and had two children. During the off-season, his side job was to take everyone to town in an oxcart.

Only six people can sit on the bullock cart, and each person is worth a copper coin.

Lu Jingzhe also said that if there was anything difficult to solve while he was away, he could go to Lu Shuisheng.

Song Lihua thought to herself, it seems that the relationship between the two of them is really good.

When they got closer, Lu Shuisheng, who was driving the bullock cart, called them with a smile: "Jingzhe! Brothers and sisters! I knew you would come, and I left a place for you two. Come quickly!"

Lu Jingzhe nodded at him and got on the bullock cart with Song Lihua.

Song Lihua's eyes swept through the crowd. The remaining people on the bullock cart were all women. Three of them were older, and one had a shy face and seemed to be about the same age as her.

The little girl was carrying a small basket in her hand. The basket contained some embroidery, which she also went to the town to sell.

Although there was a famine, we could still get by... The shops in the town were still open, and the rich ladies would still go shopping and buy some rouge, gouache, handkerchiefs, and fans.

Farmers will also take things that they usually don't want to eat or handmade products they make to the town. It's best if they can sell them. If they can't sell them, it won't hurt to exchange them with others for needed things.

The bullock cart started to move. Lu Jingzhe was sitting closest to Lu Shuisheng, and the two of them chatted.

The content of the chat is nothing more than the recent weather, supplies at home, etc.

Song Lihua was very afraid of the bamboo basket around Lu Jingzhe's waist. She would glance at the bamboo basket every few seconds for fear that something would crawl out of it.

Lu Jingzhe probably knew what she was thinking, so he put the bamboo basket in the corner as far away from her as possible.

But she was afraid that the cart would fall if she couldn't sit firmly on it, so she had no choice but to look after Song Lihua while chatting with Lu Shuisheng.

I don't know if it was Song Lihua's illusion, but she always felt that there was a line of sight lingering on her body.

She looked around and saw that the owner of that burning gaze was a little girl carrying a small basket who wanted to go to the town to sell embroidery.

Song Lihua looked at her calmly for a long time, and saw that when the little girl looked at Lu Jingzhe, her eyes were as gentle as water, like love and resentment, very subtle.