after marrying a man with a fur collar

"Guests from the Land of Water?" A moment of doubt flashed in his crimson eyes, he walked into the kitchen, glanced at the tea set and snack tray still soaking in the sink, his eyes darkened .

"Do you still remember what that person looked like?" He lowered his head, the silver hair on his forehead covered his eyes, and the shadow just blocked his slightly cold eyes.

"Huh?" Qianliu recalled, "What does it look like... It looks like a very masculine person, with beards on his face, muscles on his body, sharp eyes, and maybe ..."

Qianliu hit his left palm with his right fist: "...ah, yes, and that gentleman has deep bags under his eyes."

Thousands of Hands understood instantly, and secretly gritted their teeth-damn Uchiha Madara!

He couldn't think of another bastard with deeper bags under his eyes.

"What's the matter, Master Feijian?" Qian Liu sensed that there was something wrong with Qianshou Feijian's expression, as if there was still "black energy" entangled around him.

The tone of the thousand-handed door sank, and it sounded a little dangerous: "From now on, you don't have to entertain strangers. Don't open the door to people you don't know, no matter who they are."

Although he couldn't figure out why Qianshou Feijian said this to her, Qianliu nodded obediently: "I won't open the door anymore, Master Feijian..." Qianliu lowered his head and whispered, "... ...did I do something wrong?"

"..." Feijian looked down at Qianliu with his head down, as if there was an invisible ear drooping Qianliu, suddenly he couldn't say "yes", his Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, but he still couldn't say it smoothly .

"...No." Feijian finally spit out these words with difficulty, "You didn't do anything wrong, it's just that the surroundings are not very peaceful recently, you have to be careful..."

Qianliu raised his head, just in time to see the pair of eyes full of helplessness in Feijian, his small face flushed red again, he immediately turned around, covering his flushed face with his hands, unable to look directly at Qianshou Feijian.

She always didn't realize that those harsh words were actually Qianshoubanjian's concern for her.

Master Feijian is so gentle, how can he let her look him in the eyes.

. . . . . .

The day when the Qianjiang clan sends out the invitation is getting closer and closer.But Qianliu began to hesitate whether to talk about this matter with Tomona.

Originally, in the concept of the Qianjiang clan, it was a very rude thing for a woman married to another clan to go all the way back to her natal family.Not to mention, her husband accompanied her back to the Qianjiang clan.

Qianliu always felt that when Tobima said "I want to go back with her", he just followed the trend and didn't mean his sincerity.But as the date approached, her anxiety grew.

As a weak woman, how she should cross such a long distance and cross the border between the two countries to reach the Land of Water is an urgent question.

Qianliu's first thought of being able to help her was the place where the Qianshou Clan issued missions.

She saw that no matter which ninja in the clan, the place to receive the task was the center of the village, a long wall.There are a lot of notes nailed to the wall with ribs. Ninjas who want to accept this task will pull out the ribs and hand them over to special recorders for recording.

The Senshou clan is a rare and powerful ninja clan, so Qianliu saw that there was an endless stream of missions, and even some missions were withdrawn before they could be picked up because the client couldn't wait that long.

——Demand outstrips supply.

If Qianliu is really going to post the mission on it, it means that she has to post the mission on it in the past few days.

However, there is still a problem.

She... has no money.

Qianliu once learned that to escort a person across the border, the task registration must be at least B-level and above. Considering the identity of the escorted person, it is likely to be upgraded to A-level.

But now, the funds on her body can be counted with one hand.

This does not mean that Qianjiang's family did not prepare a dowry for her, but because Qianliu's dowry is something that is difficult to cash out. It was given to her by Qianshoubanjian.

Usually, there is no place to use money. Once a large sum of money is suddenly needed like today, Qianliu suddenly becomes a bit stretched.

In the end, she really had no other choice, at today's dinner, she hesitated and asked Feijian:

"My lord, can you lend me some money?"

Qianshou Feijian's hand that was picking up the fishbone paused for a while, and then continued the movement of his hand. While picking up the fishbone, he asked her, "Why do you suddenly ask me to borrow money?"

Qian Liu bowed his head and said shyly, "I want to post a mission on the mission wall."

"What mission?"

"It's nothing... I just want to ask a ninja from the clan to send me back to the Qianjiang clan." After finishing speaking, under the sharp gaze of Qianshou Feijian, she bowed her head guiltily to pick the white rice in the bowl.

"Didn't I say I want to go back with you?" Feijian snorted coldly.With him here, what "other ninjas" are needed?In this clan, except for Qianshou Zhujian, no one can beat him.

Hearing this, Qianliu put down her job and waved her hands again and again: "No, no, how can I ask you to send me back, Master Feijian? That's too unruly!" She was afraid that once she returned to the Qianjiang clan, she would be punished by her father The adults have a good meal to preach.

"Then you're going to borrow money to release the mission?" Flipping the chopsticks, his expression was worried.

Realizing that Tobima was really angry, Qianliu kept silent, lowered his head and did not speak, and poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks, looking extremely pitiful.

Seeing this, Qianshoufei's heart softened a little, and after thinking for a while, he let go: "Okay, I'll just lend it to you."

Qian Liu raised his head in disbelief, his big black eyes gradually filled with light.Hearing this, she laughed, her big and round eyes curled up like crescent moons when she smiled, and her normal face was stained with joy: "Thank you, Master Feijian, you are the best!"

Tobima, who was said to be "the best", did not speak, but tickled the corners of his own mouth.He still didn't say the second half of the sentence——

I lent you money to issue missions, but with him here, he will see who dares to take it!

. . . . . .

After solving the last concern, Qianliu began to happily prepare his luggage for the Qianjiang clan.

In addition to some necessary supplies, she also prepared some pickles from the Thousand Hands Clan to take back.

The clan of the Qianjiang family is located on a small island among the islands of the country of water. Due to the scarcity of land, vegetables, beef and mutton have become particularly rare.

The Qianshou Clan is different, they have a vast land, fresh vegetables are inexhaustible, and the excess vegetables will be made into pickles. After a long time and several generations of precipitation, the Qianshou Clan's pickling skills have gradually become extremely Mature, even well-known in some small countries around.

Not long ago, Qianliu bought a few jars and stored them in the cellar, and bought some fresh cabbage himself, and was going to try pickling vegetables by himself.

It's rare for him to be at home. Today is his day off, but he didn't plan to sleep late in the morning. Instead, he got up early as usual, and sat on the porch at home in home clothes, drinking thousands of streams for him. Brewed unsweetened green tea.

While the bitter taste diffuses in the mouth, it refreshes the mind.

Seeing Qian Liu tie up his loose sleeves and walk in front of him, he subconsciously asked, "What are you doing?"

Qian Liu proudly "hummed" twice, cheerfully: "Pickles."

Tobima has no interest in pickled vegetables, probably because he has eaten them since he was a child. Tobima neither likes nor dislikes them, and is used to the unique taste of pickled vegetables of the Thousand Hands.

"Wouldn't it be nice to buy a little?" It's also convenient.Qianshou Feijian has no way to understand her thoughts, and the man who always seeks the best solution often does not understand his little wife's thoughts.

"The ones I made by myself are definitely different from the ones I bought." Qianliu was full of energy. Even though his arms and legs were too thin to move a clay pot, he still insisted. "If it was Qianshi, I would definitely like it." I made pickles!"

Unable to see it any longer, Tokina walked over to help her hold the clay pot, and he raised the pot with one hand, his face became a little strange.He asked, "Who is Qianshi?"