Quick Travel: Don’t take the Bai Yueguang be script

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Fuso did not look back immediately.

She first adjusted her facial expression and showed what she thought was the most beautiful smile before turning back.

"I didn't do anything! I was just serving you soy milk."

Even though the man behind him was wearing washed white cloth, he could not conceal his splendor.

Tang Xuejin glanced at it suspiciously. He had just seen Zhang Erya sneakily stirring something with a chopstick, but Zhang Erya had such courage?

Tang Xuejin was a little doubtful of the scene he just saw.

"The soy milk has just come out of the pot, drink it while it's hot."

Fusang put the coarse porcelain bowl filled with soy milk on the table and told Tang Xuejin to eat it quickly.

A very strange picture?

Normally, this woman only knows how to work every day and hardly talks to anyone, let alone greets him for dinner. She doesn't have the courage.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Tang Xuejin sat down and was not in a hurry to drink. He stared at the porcelain bowl for a while, then looked up at Zhang Erya who was standing.

Fusang looked really guilty. She glanced to one side unnaturally, "I'm going to make breakfast."

Tang Xuejin picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip of soy milk. There was nothing wrong with the soy milk.

wrong!

Tang Xuejin took another sip. At this moment, he finally understood the reason for Zhang Erya's guilty conscience. She actually mixed water into the soy milk! !

He narrowed his eyes and raised his thin lips into a smile. He poured the soy milk in the coarse porcelain bowl until it was full, and then imitated Zhang Erya and added water to the porcelain bowl.

Seeing a bowl full of soy milk, he took it to the kitchen and handed it to Zhang Erya.

"I have no appetite today and don't want to drink. You can drink it!"

Monk Fusang was a little confused.

She looked at the soy milk in Tang Xuejin's hand, then at him, and finally turned sideways to look at the sun in the sky. No problem, the sun came out from the east today.

Since there was no problem, Fuso had no intention of being polite.

Although it is soy milk with added water, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still flesh. The body of the original owner needs to be replenished, and this is precious soy milk that she grinds with her own hands early in the morning.

Fuso picked up the bowl unceremoniously, took a big sip, and then swallowed it.

After drinking the soy milk from the porcelain bowl until it was all the way down, Fusang made two "tsk, tsk" sounds. That's not right. She added the water herself, which was a calculated amount. Why was it so light?

"Why is this soy milk so bland?" Fusang murmured in confusion. She poured a few drops of soy milk from the bottom of the bowl into her mouth, smacked her lips and tasted it, but it still wasn't right.

When Fusang was wondering, Tang Xuejin, who had been standing by the side, said, "I thought you knew why you are so indifferent!"

"I'll just add...how could I know to be so indifferent." Fusang stopped talking immediately. "I really know why you are so indifferent."

Tang Xuejin raised his eyebrows, as if I had already seen through it.

Fusang still didn't understand, so she said that she had added water in proportion, so how could the soy milk be so weak? It was most likely that the little bastard drank it, and in order to retaliate against herself, she added more water.

It's getting easier for her every day!

Not only did he grind the soy milk in the morning, but when he got home, he had to fight with Tang Xuejin over whether to add water to the soy milk.

Fusang was in a bad mood, so she emptied the porcelain bowl with water and took a piece of bean dregs cake for herself.

That's right, it's a pancake made from the leftover bean dregs from the morning.

Just now Fusang looked at the rice vat at the bottom and felt that his mind was filled with darkness. Aren't they the "invisible middle households" in the village? Why didn't they even have food?

Although she knew that buying medicine for Tang's father would cost money, she really didn't expect that even the poor mice would come to the house.

Looking at Tang Xuejin's slim figure under the loose cloth, the first thought that came to Fusang's mind was: Look at how hungry the baby is!

Fusang can understand the two wishes of the original owner. First, the Tang family brothers are her saviors; secondly, although she is a little transparent in the Tang family, the Tang family never lacks food and food for her and does not scold her like the Zhang family; The last and most important point is that the three of them are husband and wife, and they are meant to support each other until they grow old together.

Thinking of this, Fusang looked at Tang Xuejin with pity in his eyes.

Okay, then she will leave an extra piece of bean dregs cake for Tang Xuejin.

Tang Xuejin had been savoring the way Fusang looked at him just now. Why did he feel that this clown was pitying him?

The key is, what's so pitiful about him?

Fusang devoured the bean dregs cake. To be honest, the bean dregs cake made his throat rough. After finishing the meal, Fusang drank a large bowl of cold water and felt relieved.

She never wants to eat this stuff again...

Fusang saw Tang Xuejin sitting on a stool, chewing bean dregs cake slowly. With his handsome appearance and elegant movements, an uninformed person would think that he was eating some delicacies.

Fuso didn't bother to disturb him when he tasted the bean dregs cake, so she didn't say hello. When she saw the dirty clothes in the yard, she diligently put the clothes in a wooden basin, then grabbed a handful of plant ashes, and planned to take the clothes to the river to wash.

Fusang was used to using soap to wash clothes in a wealthy life, and suddenly switched to using plant ash. Fuso was really uncomfortable.

But it's okay, she will blame the two systems for her daily unhappiness.

What kind of little love or affection?

One should be called "The Sword Hidden in a Smiling Smile", and the other should be called "Double-faced", with the knife slashing at her body.

When Fusang arrived at the river, there were already many people washing clothes by the river.

As hardworking as she is!

"Erya is here to do the laundry."

Fuso frowned, not used to others calling her by this name.

She secretly thought in her mind that when she found an opportunity, she would change her name to Zhang Erya.

After saying hello to Zhang Cuihua, who had just called her, Fusang found a place by the river, squatted down, and planned to start her housework.

It's okay, no humiliation, everything that can't defeat her will only make her stronger.

Just take care of the little baby while practicing the tribulation training.

Cheering herself up, Fuso took the white clothing on top of the tub and prepared to wet it with river water and then apply plant ash on it.

As soon as Fuso stretched out his upper body, he clearly saw his reflection in the water.

"Ahhhhh! Damn it! Ahhhhh!"

There was a scream, and the women around were so frightened that they dropped the mallets used to hammer their clothes.

"What's the matter, baby?"

"Erya, what's wrong?"

"Don't scare Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

"Why are you so scared that you keep shaking?"

Fusang was heartbroken, but because of her dark face, her pale complexion could not be seen at all.

She bit her lip, still holding the white clothes in her hand, and her whole body was shaking with anger.

The aunt on the side, Zhang Dahua, saw the clothes in Fusang's hands and understood. She joked, "We have been married for several years, how come you are surprised when I wash your husband's underwear?"

Indecent pants?

Fuso looked at the clothes in his hands blankly.

Seeing Fusang having fun, the aunt next to her started teasing her again.

"Erya is so lucky!"

"Don't be shy, Erya. We have been married for several years. When will you have children?"

"This size is indeed extraordinary. Erya, how do you feel every time you do it?"

"What?" Fuso replied dully.

"That's all!"

Fusang realized later that her aunts were driving, but she really didn't complain because of Tang Xuejin's underwear.

She was frightened by her appearance.