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

Time flies, and it’s already the end of summer and early autumn.

Under the warmth and nourishment of medicinal materials and nutrient solutions, Tang Xuejin's body bones became much stronger than before.

Looking at Tang Xuejin walking back and forth in the yard, wearing new clothes and holding a book in his hand.

Fusang suddenly felt that the word "strong" should not be used on Tang Xuejin.

The Tang family has a foreign registered permanent residence and does not have any land in the village. However, Tang's father came to Zhaojiacun for the first time at that time and had far-reaching ideas, so he just spent money to buy a piece of land.

The Tang family is a family that can only read books from sages. Even if they have a field, they can't plant it and they can't harvest it.

Later, Zhang Erya married into the Tang family and helped the Tang family take care of their fields.

Farming was busy at the beginning of autumn, but the Tang family had little land and Fusang worked quickly, so it only took more than a day to get busy.

When she had nothing to do, Fusang followed Tang Xuejin's example and sat leisurely in the yard. Sometimes she would squint her eyes to rest, and sometimes she would pick up fallen leaves on the ground and put them to the tip of her nose to smell them, trying to smell the smell of the trees. .

Coincidentally, when she turned to look at Tang Xuejin, she happened to meet him looking up from his book.

The leaves in Fuso's hand blocked part of her face, and she smiled quietly.

In the flash of lightning, a picture appeared in Tang Xuejin's mind.

The girl in front of her took off her coarse linen clothes and put on silk and satin. Her unpainted little face wore the most popular makeup in Beijing. What she held in her hand was not a fallen leaf, but a round fan embroidered with flowers. …

Thinking of this, Tang Xuejin stood up, packed up his books in a hurry, returned to the room without saying hello, and locked himself in.

Fusang twitched the corner of his mouth. Is she really that ugly?

The book couldn't be read anymore. When Tang Xuejin opened the book, it was all about the scene he just thought about.

He pondered for a while, then followed his true inner thoughts, took a pen and paper, and drew what he had just thought on the paper.

The girl on the paper is exquisite in everything from her clothes to her clothes, and even her gesture of holding a round fan is vividly depicted, which shows that her manners are extraordinary. It’s just that the girl in the painting has no facial features. Tang Xuejin hesitated for a long time but still did not add the facial features.

Fusang is not the roundworm in Tang Xuejin's belly. She doesn't know his temper. She only knows that the family has been running out of fine grains recently. After Fusang got used to eating fine grains, she really no longer wants to eat hard whole grains.

She recently bought a lot of good things and kept some of them to dry and eat later. The other part has been processed and she plans to go to town in a few days to exchange for food.

The night before leaving the village, Fusang greeted Tang Xuejin. Unexpectedly, Tang Xuejin also wanted to follow.

It didn’t matter if he took one person with him, so Fusang agreed.

Although he was curious in his heart, he would not talk much if he didn't talk about Fusang. Tang Xuejin, on the other hand, looked at her without asking. He felt a little uncomfortable and called her to the study.

Go to the study?

Fusang looked at Tang Xuejin uncertainly and followed him anxiously.

God knows, it was the first time she stepped into his study!

Tang Xuejin's study room is very small. Except for a small table, there are books all around.

Tang Xuejin pointed to the things on the table a little arrogantly. "Pack it carefully and exchange it for money tomorrow."

Fusang sighed in his heart that Tang Zaizi had finally grown up and started to think about his family.

She moved over, fearing that she would touch the book on the side. Fuso unfolded the picture and after looking at a few paintings, his eyes showed admiration.

Tang Xuejin saw Zhang Erya's expression of admiration for him, and raised the corners of his mouth in joy. He pretended not to care and turned his head, "Keep it carefully."

"Hey, I got it."

Fusang admired Tang Xuejin's literary skills from the bottom of her heart. She no longer opened them one by one, but put them all into the box.

The next morning, the two set out.

This time the driver of the bullock cart was still the same uncle from before. As soon as Fusang got on the cart, he greeted her sweetly and paid the money. No matter how much the uncle tried to shirk, Fusang would not accept it.

"Erya, it's not worth the money."

"Uncle, it's worth it. By the way, uncle, you drive the car more carefully today. You have to learn from your poor health."

Tang Xuejin felt warm after hearing Zhang Erya's words, but he was not satisfied with what she said about his poor health.

His body and bones are not that bad!

This was Tang Xuejin's first time riding an ox cart. He and his family fled to Zhangjiacun before. They also rode a carriage with comfortable cushions inside.

Tang Xuejin disliked the mess of the bullock cart a little, and didn't want to lean on it for fear of getting his clothes dirty. Zhang Erya paid money to make these clothes for him.

He felt disgusted in his heart, but still had a decent smile on his face. Sometimes the driver driver asked him something, and he answered politely.

But Fusang noticed his discomfort and thought it was because he had been a young master for a long time and couldn't get used to the way of traveling in the countryside.

Fusang took off her outer clothes, laid them on his back, and whispered in a voice audible to both of them, "Damn, there's still some way to go from the town."

"Ah."

Tang Xuejin was not polite, he leaned against the bullock cart.

Zhang Erya's clothes were shabby and had many patches, but Tang Xuejin didn't feel the slightest dislike in his heart. When he lowered his head, he seemed to smell the fragrance of the trees on his clothes.

It smells surprisingly good.

Fusang wasn't cold anyway, so she gave the clothes to Tang Xuejin and leaned against the bullock cart comfortably.

How did she know that Tang Xuejin treasured her clothes...

In fact, Fusang also wanted to buy a new suit of clothes last time, but when the waiter in the store was boasting about the extravagance, she looked in the bronze mirror. Although she looked much better than before, Fusang always felt that it was not enough. Anyway, if she doesn't look good in what she wears, she might as well wear a patchwork outfit like hers.

After getting off the oxcart, Fusang communicated with Tang Xuejin. She was responsible for selling the prey, while he went to the bookstore to have a look.

Since Tang Xuejin didn't need her company, Fusang told him a few words and left. There were few bookstores in the town, and she would wait until she sold her prey before looking for him.

Fuso had the last experience and quickly took action on his prey.

Tang Xuejin's side also went smoothly.

The bookstore owner recognized the goods and bought several paintings at once.

The key is that the price given by the boss is also within the acceptable range of Tang Xuejin, and Tang Xuejin has a good-looking face.

"What is this painting?"

A female voice came from the side, and then a hand reached out and opened the painting.

"What a beautiful picture. The lover is holding a fan, half-hiding her face, and she is shyly peeking at the person she likes through the fan. But, why are there no facial features?"

Tang Xuejin was shocked. This painting was put into the box.

The visitor thought he didn't want to tell, so he asked with a smile, "How much does this painting cost?"

"Not for sale."

Tang Xuejin rolled up the painting and put it back in the box.

"Xue Xue, may I ask the young master's name?"

Xue Xue?

The bookstore owner murmured, and he looked at the young woman opposite him in surprise.

Xue Xue? do not know. Tang Xuejin was a little impatient. He just wanted to take the money from the bookstore owner and leave quickly, so that he could buy Zhang Erya an outfit.