Traveling through famine: The space peasant girl

But after he came out, he thought he would die directly in this small yard, but unexpectedly he would get better day by day. He knew in his heart that it was the family next door who gave him all this, so it didn't matter if he was nicer to the neighbors, after all, they were his saviors.

When the man in black saw his young master's gentle expression, he suddenly remembered what his wife had told him before he came here today. After all, his master is now eighteen years old, and it is time to discuss the engagement. Even if the young master wanted to shirk this matter, he was afraid he would not be able to do so. After all, the woman in the mansion had already found him a bride for good luck, and he was still making trouble in bed. If he hadn't been watched closely, the woman would have almost gotten pregnant.

Moreover, he had received very strict requirements from his wife today. He had to bring up this matter with the young master today, otherwise he would be punished according to the family rules when he returned home. The family rules were not a big deal, but he was a little anxious because his young master was obviously interested in the girl next door. If he liked her, he should just go for her. Why was he wasting time?

"Sir, Madam said that if you don't have a girl you like, she will start arranging one for you. Now that the fake girl in the mansion will be dealt with at any time, you can come back at any time. Now that you are eighteen years old, Madam wants to arrange a marriage for you first. I want to ask if you have anyone who suits your taste?"

After all, you don't have a maid by your side, so you should find a marriage sooner. Madam has seen many portraits of famous ladies, but I don't know which one you like. "

The young man paused for a moment while drinking the soup, and slowly turned his head to look next door. It seemed that the girl had not yet understood. But it didn't matter. As long as he stayed here, no one would take advantage of him. As long as he guarded well enough, no one would be able to dig into his corner.

"It's better to deal with that person after a while, so as not to make people upset. Tell my parents that they don't have to worry about my marriage. I will handle it myself. Tell them not to do those useless things. Also, pay attention to the situation in the mansion and don't let anyone take advantage of the situation. I guess if the person in the mansion is really dead, I guess the emperor won't believe it, so you don't have to come during this period.

Remember to go back and tell my mother clearly that I don't need her to worry about my marriage and just stop causing trouble for me. If she still keeps asking, just tell her that I already have someone I like, but she's still young, so we can talk about it after she reaches the age of 15."

The man in black took the order and left immediately. When he left, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and it was obvious that he was in a very good mood. It was estimated that the young master had no idea that the lady had not even looked at any portraits, but had been secretly paying attention to the news here. Naturally, he also knew that the man was interested but the concubine was not.

Didn't the lady ask him to say this on purpose? She just wanted to make the young master anxious. Besides, the matchmaker was hired by herself. Otherwise, with the young master's attitude of boiling a frog in warm water, he would not be able to win the beauty in three to five years. Now his young master should not think about boiling a frog in warm water anymore. If he likes someone, he should just take him home. Only the one he puts at home belongs to him. The others are all fake.

The young man continued to drink the chicken soup in his hand, and was silent for a while. He thought about what the man had just said and decided that he should not just sit there and wait for death. Then he started to busy himself with the family business. Since his health improved, he gradually took over the family business. After all, he was the only child in their family, and all things would be on his shoulders in the future. However, he had just recovered from a serious illness and was not fully recovered yet, so his father handed over the business to him bit by bit.

Wang Shiyu looked at the spiritual spring in her space silently. She suddenly felt that this should not be her own space. She was just a porter of the spiritual spring in the space. After five years of continuous testing, she found that this space seemed to be a beauty lover, and her hobby was definitely yandere handsome men.

Every time when he got close to the handsome young man next door, the spiritual energy in the space seemed to become thicker, as if he was very happy. It seemed that he would give himself more spiritual springs when he was happy.

If she didn't get close to the boy, the spiritual energy would dissipate a little. This space was definitely in the late stage of beauty addiction. She really didn't understand why a space would care so much about a good-looking boy. Even every time she secretly added a little more diluted spring water to the boy next door, the spring water that day was like a small stream, rushing endlessly.

If she hadn't been sure that this was her own space and that person couldn't notice it, she would have suspected that her own space had betrayed her. Otherwise, why would the spiritual power of her own space change so much after she met that young man several times?

Yesterday she was a bit busy and didn't deliver food to her neighbor next door, so the spiritual energy condensed in her space was a little less. In the past, she could collect about a thousand milliliters of spring water. Yesterday, she left her job and collected about 700 milliliters. Today, she went to deliver it herself. When she came back from the chicken soup, she saw that she had already collected a thousand milliliters of spring water, and there was even a surplus. She was almost amused by this thing. If she moved her embroidery frame to sit next to the boy next door for a day, would this spring water be enough for Wang Shiyu to use for the rest of her life?

Wang Shiyu was simply speechless. Was this her own space, or the space of the boy next door?

Zhou Qingyun, who was far away in Jinling, quietly looked at his mother who was holding his sister and acting crazy. Because she was well taken care of, even though she was a little crazy, her appearance was still unparalleled, which was enough to prove that Wang Shiyu and Mo Huaixu definitely inherited the beauty of the Zhang family.

At this time, Zhang Qianqian had indeed been crazy for more than four years. Ever since the Zhang family's conspiracy was discovered, they all died in prison. Zhang Qianqian went crazy, but she did not run around every day. Instead, she preferred to hold her daughter in the yard and sing nursery rhymes or Kunqu opera.

At first, when Zhang Qianqian learned about the Zhang family's conspiracy, Shi Shi didn't believe it, but the evidence was conclusive, leaving her speechless. So she threatened King Rui with her own life, wanting him to leave the women and children in his family. However, King Rui did not agree. They all understood that if the grass is not cut off, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.