The big guy who wears fast always supports me

Chapter 637 A Peasant Girl Who Doesn’t Want to Be the Number One Scholar Is Not a Good Princess (6)

Horses are tall and mighty, and people on horseback are even more handsome.

The one who spoke was a young man in red, holding a horsewhip, with a sword on his waist, smiling coquettishly, he turned his head and said: "I saw that he was a bit scheming, my son, you are now training your team, why don't you take him with you?"

The person he was talking to was looking at the mountains in the distance.

The black clothes are as fierce as ice, with a tall and stern body, half of a handsome face covered by a black jade mask. It looks like he has just reached the crown of his age, but his aura is terrifying. There is a knife hanging from his waist, and the blade is sharp and sharp. colder than snow.

He looked at the road into the mountain through the snow, and saw the distance of the mountain, so he opened his mouth slowly.

"It's just a child of twelve or thirteen years old, you also like it?"

That voice was cold and sharp, slightly hoarse, seven points graceful and noble, three points awe-inspiring chill, one could not help but hear the gale wind rolling over the northwest battlefield, and the smell of bleeding on the blade.

The young man in red choked at what he said, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, you are the last batch of knights. The talented and famous disciples in the capital have already been win over by other princes and princes! You don't have to raise a few from childhood. , how to fight with them?"

"That's all? I still don't like it!" Shizi snorted, "This kid is only a little scheming, and he is not enough to attract, so let's stop."

He looked up, the snow had completely stopped, and the ridge saw silver light shining.

"You go to the village and ask for some hot water, we will go into the mountains right away. When the snow falls, the hibernating red cloud snake moves slowly. Digging snake guts to refine medicine will have the best effect."

"Yes!"
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At the funeral of "Xia Chaojin", Tong Su gave him the most profound farewell within the scope of what she could do.

It is said that it is a generous burial, but it is nothing more than spending dozens of taels of silver to put the coffin, stop the coffin for a few days, and enter the grave.

Daughter's family, especially unengaged daughters, are not allowed to be buried in ancestral graves in most areas, but Tong Su insisted that this is a private matter of their Xia family, and most people in the village sympathized, so they didn't stop much. Li sent the coffin into the tomb,

"Mother, it has been almost a month since we returned to Xiajia Village. The money left by my father is not too much, so I have to find a way to continue to make ends meet. The land that my father bought back then is not suitable for you and me. Even if you are a good hand, you can't plant it..."

Tong Su was a little worried.

After changing her clothes, she briskly went outside the house to bring a basin of snow and came back. She went into the kitchen to boil water. Now that it was cold, the water tank and well were frozen, and drinking water depended on burning snow.

Uncle Xia's family didn't get the inheritance, so they didn't like Tongsu's mother and daughter very much. Whenever they got the chance, they would sneer, let alone offer help.

Mother Xia is weak, she can only cry, she wants to beg them, but Tong Su holds her back.

"Chao and Qingzhai, even if they don't dare to rob things anymore, just the two of us can make a living. It's still snowing now, among other things, just burning the kang for warmth requires firewood, how can we do it?"

Tong Su boiled the water and said: "Mother, just rest assured, I know what to do."

The portable space that comes with the system is a full cubic meter in size, and it is empty with no supplies.

But it happened to be convenient for her to go into the mountains to chop firewood and carry it back.

After breakfast, Xia's mother tossed the spinning wheel and started weaving. She was an orphan in troubled times and could not read. The only thing she could do was to weave good cloth.

Xia's father left a lot of money for the villagers, but Tong Su and Xia's mother were not in the mood to sit and eat, and neither of them could be less.

And Tongsu went to the back of the house, picked up a bamboo basket, put a bundle of rope in it, and took a machete.

into the mountains.

chop wood.

　[One more chapter to make up for debt~]

　　A prince: Where is my daughter-in-law?Chang'an, you said she was in the mountains, but I have been waiting for my daughter-in-law to show up in the mountains!
　　Chang'an: (*￣rǒ￣) Well, the one who chops wood, that's it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)