Quick Wear: Host, please be more restrained

The man in black looked at the beautiful woman who was hugging his waist and pretending to cry. He held his forehead and had a headache. It seemed that he had forgotten a lot of things.

Ye Qiao saw that he was moving slowly, with confusion in his eyes. He held his thin waist with his hands and couldn't help but touch it. He had a good body!

The weak and graceful woman said with tears in her eyes that she had just returned from the army some time ago, and on her way to the mountain to chop firewood, she accidentally rolled down the mountain and ended up like this.

The man's long, beautiful eyelashes fluttered, and his inky eyes looked at Ye Qiao. Although he thought the woman's words were nonsense, he got a headache whenever he thought about it.

So he nodded half-believingly, and as Ye Qiao spoke he even shed two tears as if he was into the role.

The man saw the tears beneath the woman's fair eyelids, and felt sad. He stretched out his jade-like hand to wipe away her tears.

Ye Qiao was surprised by the man's behavior. Seeing that he believed what he said, he immediately arranged for them to have dinner.

Ye Qiao added drops of spiritual spring water to the water used to cook the porridge, so the porridge was extremely sweet and full of the fragrance of rice.

After dinner, Ye Qiao was very friendly and assigned tasks to the man and Xiaobao. One was to wash the dishes and chop wood, and the other was to water the vegetables.

Ye Qiao was busy making her soap. She also bought some seeds at the market yesterday, such as cabbage and spinach, and planted them all.

The sun gradually rose, and the extremely handsome man came down from the mountain. The bundles of firewood behind him made Ye Qiao's eyes light up.

That’s great! This labor force is very powerful. She was still thinking about how to chop wood yesterday. After all, she didn’t do much physical labor, so she didn’t want to go up the mountain to chop wood. Here she could only use an earthen stove.

After the morning was over, Ye Qiao dragged the man to the market. She planned to try and buy some clothes. Today they were going to a place that specialized in selling women's items, so Ye Qiao dressed as a woman.

Although the woman was thin, she still had fair skin and a beautiful face. She didn't look like someone who had given birth to a baby at all. She looked like a young girl. Sometimes being too beautiful is a sin. The original owner had never washed her face, but even so, she was still climbed through the window.

Although Ye Qiao was quite skilled, she was still quite happy to have a free laborer and bodyguard who was also so pleasing to the eye.

Xiaobao looked at the maltose left by Ye Qiao on the table, and his eyes suddenly became as bright as stars. Mother is so kind.

The market was bustling with activity. Ye Qiao deliberately smeared the stunning face of the man next to him with stove ash, and also asked Ye Qiao to change his black clothes into ordinary cotton and linen clothes.

But she had no choice. That piece of clothing was the largest one she could find, and it was still too short for the man. Thinking that she was going to sell the patterns she had drawn today, she took the man with her.

The two men sat on the ox cart. It was not yet summer, and the breeze blew past, bringing a refreshing feeling that made them drowsy.

"Girl, do you know my name?" A deep and pleasant voice came from the man next to her.

Ye Qiao suddenly came to her senses. How could she know his name? Her eyes rolled and she said, "Amo, your name is Amo."

Anyway, when she first met him, he was wearing ink-colored clothes, and calling him Xiaohei sounded too much like a dog's name, so A-Mo sounded better.

The man frowned, his glassy eyes looking into the distance. Only he knew that this girl's acting skills were very poor, but he didn't want to expose it.

Although he does have no memory now, it is a good choice for him to recuperate here.

Seeing that he seemed to believe it, Ye Qiao felt relieved. Anyway, when she had money, she would hire someone to take care of them. She would knock this man out and then find a system to make him lose his memory and throw him away.

The system was in space, and when it heard Ye Qiao's thoughts, it could only admire him. It turned out that women are the most vicious...

Then he thought carefully, he probably didn't offend Ye Qiao that much...

The market was as lively as ever, with hawkers shouting one after another.

Ye Qiao led the man straight to the place where clothes were sold, "This, that, and that, I want them all."

Ye Qiao pointed at the cloth hanging above and pulled out a moon-white one for Amo, a blue-green one for himself, and a blue-green one for Xiaobao.

In ancient times, people only had money to make a piece of clothing before the Chinese New Year. Ye Qiao could already imagine Xiaobao's sparkling eyes when he saw the new clothes.

The man next to him looked at Ye Qiao's eyes shining as he looked at the cloths. He didn't quite understand. What was there to be happy about? Huh? It sounded like he was rich before? The man thought silently in his heart... Was he rich before?

After buying the cloth, Ye Qiao stepped into the ready-made clothing shop and took out the various peony patterns she had painted.

When the shopkeeper saw this, he immediately took the two of them to the inner room. Ye Qiao knew that it would be a crime to possess a treasure, so he only took out two styles and taught the embroiderer to embroider them under the shopkeeper's eyes.

The colorful silk threads were hidden in the fingertips and shuttled back and forth, and a gorgeous peony flower appeared on the cloth. The shopkeeper immediately looked at Ye Qiao with shining eyes.

He immediately agreed to buy the pattern. Ye Qiao used the same trick again and sold the two patterns for five taels of silver.

Ye Qiao bought two ready-made clothes, some bedding, and some candy for Xiaobao, and returned home before dark.

Ye Qiao looked at A Mo beside her, holding bedding and candies in his left hand and ready-made clothes in his right hand. His handsome face did not show any impatience. She nodded secretly in her heart, thinking that the labor she had worked so hard to trick out was worth it.

When Xiao Bao saw his mother coming back, he ran over with a smile and hugged Ye Qiao. As the sun was setting, the graceful figure of a woman was holding a child in one hand, and she lowered her head and spoke softly to the child.

The handsome man behind her saw this scene, and for some reason, his heart suddenly softened. Although he had lost his memory, his life was not bad now.

After Ye Qiao invited them to finish their meal, she started to get angry. Her bare house was too small for them to live in. After much thought, she decided to let him sleep in the kitchen.

Ah Mo stared blankly at Ye Qiao who was making the bed for him in the kitchen, "Did I sleep here before?"

When asked this question, Ye Qiao smiled awkwardly, "My husband, you just came back from the army, and we haven't built a house yet. We don't have enough money to build a bigger house yet."

A Mo thought about it. Although he didn't know how much of what the woman said was true, she was a weak woman with a child, and it was so difficult for her, so it was okay for him to sleep in the kitchen.

"Don't worry, I will go hunting in the mountains tomorrow and try to build a big house as soon as possible..." The man promised confidently with his beautiful eyes.

Ye Qiao felt guilty when she saw his confident look. She smiled and nodded, then left the kitchen and went to take a look at the soap she had made a few days ago. She would probably be able to sell it after a while.

The stars were like water. Ye Qiao looked at the little bun sleeping soundly on the bed and counted her money. She earned eleven taels of silver, but she had spent two taels in the past few days. She still had nine taels left. If she wanted to build a house, she would need at least forty or fifty taels. God, she was so poor...