Once you become a boy, marry a good man, and become rich together

Looking at Jiang Ci's hesitant eyes, he actually wanted to say, "Don't go. I want you to stay here with me."

But he still said against his will, "Aci, go and have fun. I can take care of her by myself."

"Then I'm going to go play, wait for me to come back!"

After saying that, he followed Yang Chenyue, took a few steps, and looked back at Lin Jingsheng.

Sure enough, he saw Lin Jingsheng staring at him with a resentful look on his face.

Lin Jingsheng was obviously stunned as well, and then he saw Jiang Ci waving at him.

The surprise on Lin Jingsheng's face turned into a sweet smile.

Yang Chenyue seemed very curious about how the two of them got along, but she just sighed, "You two have such a good relationship!"

"We love each other, so of course our relationship is good."

Jiang Ci repeated the words "mutual love" in her mind several times.

"What's the point of being in love? He still has to take care of everything. My father and dad said they'll find me a handsome man to marry into their family next year, and he'll listen to me in everything."

When Yang Chenyue said the second half of this sentence, Huan Tong wanted to come up and cover his mouth, but he didn't dare to move too big for fear of hurting his young master.

Seeing that his young master had said all this, Huan Tong stamped his feet in anxiety.

"Master! How can you tell this outside?!"

Yang Chenyue realized it later and covered her mouth, her deer eyes rolling around.

Then he put his hand down again and said calmly, "It's okay, Brother Ci is my good friend, it's okay to talk to him."

"Right, Brother Porcelain."

Then the two good brothers put their arms around Jiang Ci's shoulders.

The reason why he put his arm around Jiang Ci's shoulders was that Yang Chenyue noticed his uncomfortable movements when he had his arm around Jiang Ci before.

"We are good friends. Yue'er's secret is my secret."

Yang Chenyue took Jiang Ci to see the game of pitching pots. They tried it twice, but unfortunately, neither of them had very good skills.

I also watched a cockfight. Two cocks were fighting fiercely, and feathers were flying all over the sky.

Jiang Ci gained a further understanding of the leisure and entertainment of this dynasty.

Yang Chenyue fanned herself with her hands, "It's so hot."

I wanted to look up to see the source of the heat, but I was dazzled and couldn't open my eyes.

"Can't the sun just disappear for a while?"

Jiang Ci was amused by Yang Chenyue's innocent words.

"What are you laughing at? What I said is wrong." Then he walked forward again, "Just cool down in the teahouse."

"Master, you guys go to the teahouse first. I'll go buy some iced sour plum juice for you and Ci'er."

"Okay, why didn't I think of that? Go quickly and don't treat yourself badly."

When Huan Tong heard Yang Chenyue's last words, a bright smile instantly covered his face, "Thank you, Master! I'll go right away!"

As soon as Jiang Ci stepped into the teahouse, she regretted it.

Just listen——

"The Cowherd crossed the mountain on the right and passed through the woods..."

Yang Chenyue saw the people around him stop and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, let's go."

Jiang Ci pulled up a smile and walked into the teahouse pretending nothing had happened.

This was the first time he heard the storyteller tell the story he had brought here.

Jiang Ci originally wanted to find a secluded place to sit and listen, but the young master wanted to find a good place to listen to books, so he took Jiang Ci to sit in the middle.

"Brother Ci, have you heard of this story? I heard this story when I lived in Huanan Town. It's a pity that there is no book, otherwise I would definitely read it carefully."

Jiang Ci couldn't believe it. Could this story really spread so far? "Can you hear the stories told by the storyteller here in Huanan Town?"

"Well, we were planning to move to Yong'an Town at that time, and I heard it from the delivery boy here."

'Oh, no wonder.'

Huan Tong ran into the teahouse and finally stopped. When he looked carefully, he saw his young master who was extremely conspicuous.

Then he trotted over and said, "Master, the sour plum soup is here."

He opened the lid and handed it to Yang Chenyue, then picked up another cup and handed it to Jiang Ci.

After taking a sip of the icy, sour and sweet plum soup, Yang Chenyue sighed comfortably.

"So comfortable! So delicious!"

Huantong drank the sour plum soup in small sips, savoring its flavor.

As if conquered by the smell, his eyes narrowed.

While sitting in the teahouse and listening to stories, Jiang Ci also did not forget to look at the sun outside.

Seeing that it was almost noon, "Brother Yue, I should go back."

Yang Chenyue was listening intently when he heard the person next to him say that he was going home. "Yeah, I'm going home."

Jiang Ci waited for him to react.

Sure enough, after two moments, Yang Chenyue reacted, turned around and looked at Jiang Ci, "You are going back, this is the exciting time."

Jiang Ci stood up and said, "It's time to go home. It will be noon when I get home. You should go home soon too."

"OK, bye!"

……

On the way home.

Lin Jingsheng looked at the person next to him, who was having a lot of fun playing with the rope on the cushion below with his fingers.

"Did he take you to play those fun things?"

Jiang Ci lowered her head and looked down, but Lin Jingsheng could see the smile on Jiang Ci's face even from the side.

Lin Jingsheng pursed his lips, as if he knew what Jiang Ci was laughing at.

Jiang Ci tapped Lin Jingsheng's chest with her finger, "Is it that serious? I'm going out to play with a little guy, and you're jealous."

Lin Jingsheng didn't want Jiang Ci to think that he was so petty, "I'm not."

But this rebuttal has little basis.

"I only like you!"

Lin Jingsheng was caught off guard by this surprise, and after the surprise, joy appeared on his face.

Then he said proudly, "I know."

"Let me tell you where we went to have fun. Do you want to listen?"

"listen."

"I played pot tossing first. I felt I was good at it after watching other people do it, but when I tried it myself, I realized I was just a novice."

Lin Jingsheng was amused by Jiang Ci's interesting words, "Don't talk about yourself like that. I'll teach you later. Next time, you'll outshine the whole crowd."

"Hmm? You also know how to play pot?"

"Yes, when the fighting in the northwest was slack, we would play the simple game of pitching pot in groups of three or five."

"Then call me back."

"In addition to playing pot-tossing, we also go..."

……

At 3 p.m., the open space in front of the soap factory was bustling with activity.

Everyone was busy packing soap. They hired a few people in the village to help pack the soap, otherwise his family didn't know how long it would take to finish.

After all, they had to transport 2 yuan at once this time, so they also hired an ox cart from the village, as well as the donkey cart that Lin Bei used to bring the fat meat over at noon.

This is not like transporting toothbrushes to town, where you can stack the bamboo baskets one by one. But if the soap is stacked that high, the bottom basket might be crushed.

This is the only way to transport 2 bars of soap to the town. The bamboo baskets used this time are larger than last time, and the 2 bars are packed into 30 baskets in total.

The aunt and uncle who were packing soap were chatting animatedly here.