Love after marriage with a husband

Jiang Ran weighed it over and over again in disbelief, holding the heavy silver bump and looking at it over and over again, showing a silly smile from time to time, so that Fang Zhongshan led him out of the door without reacting.

Fang Chongshan led his little husband for a long walk, he was amused and annoyed in his heart, if he hadn't been leading him, maybe the little guy would have slammed into the wall straight up because he was obsessed with money.

"Isn't it just five taels of silver? Just let you be happy like this!"

Fang Zhongshan waited and waited, but finally he couldn't hold back, so he stopped and turned around.

Sure enough, as Fang Zhongshan expected, the grinning little Shuang'er walked forward on his own, and bumped into his arms in a daze.

Jiang Ran woke up suddenly, holding the money bag in one hand, rubbing the bumped forehead with the other, looking up at Fang Zhongshan's face blankly and asking, "Why don't you go forward all of a sudden?"

Seeing his innocent appearance, Fang Zhongshan couldn't help teasing him, and exaggeratedly teased: "If I don't stop, my little husband will fall into the money bag! "

Jiang Ran reacted for a while, and finally slowly tasted it, knowing that Fang Chongshan was talking about his little money fan!

Her fair and delicate face slowly turned red, Xiao Shuang'er felt very embarrassed, and smiled embarrassingly, "No way! It's just, it's just the first time I've seen so much money! I'm just so happy!"

Jiang Ran's joy was beyond words, and even the dimples on the side of his face were sunken sweetly, like a sweet little wine cup.

Fang Zhongshan was only half happy in his heart, but everyone who was infected by Xiao Shuang'er's unabashed straightforwardness was very happy.

Jiang Ran looked at Fang Zhongshan's raised mouth, even if he was teased, he was not angry, but whispered flatteredly: "I'm really happy!"

"Duwu Mountain is so big, there are so many dangers that I can't even imagine. When you went up the mountain with Uncle Lin, I stayed at home and didn't dare to sleep. I was afraid that I would dream that you were in danger when I closed my eyes. "

"I'm also afraid that you will work so hard to go to the mountains, but you won't earn any money. I know that men like to save face, so I always think that if Brother Zhongshan worked so hard to go to the mountains but got nothing, how would it be?" Disappointed!"

Although Xiao Shuang'er's voice was low, her eyes were moist and bright, her face was flushed red, and the redness spread all the way to the back of her ears.

"I don't want Brother Zhongshan to be in danger, and I don't want Brother Zhongshan to be disappointed, so it's great to be able to earn so much money now!"

He repeated several times in a row, "It's really great."

Fang Chongshan couldn't help being stunned when he heard it. He never knew that Jiang Ran had so many entanglements in his little head when he was not at home?

He felt it was funny in his heart, but he couldn't help feeling sour from time to time. Fang Chongshan had long been used to being alone, and never knew what it was like to be silently worried.

Jiang Ran's smile was still so bright that it flew up, and it seemed a little sparkling in Fang Zhongshan's eyes.

"Silly Shuang'er, your big brother Chongshan is very capable. Even if you really encounter a wild boar tiger, it is a trivial matter, so you can rest assured!"

After Fang Zhongshan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to press the slightly raised strand of hair on Jiang Ran's head, "Besides, even if I can't make money, I won't be particularly disappointed, after all, there is a young man in the family who wants to weave bamboo products to make money feed me."

Jiang Ran was very shy when he made such an intimate gesture of touching his head in the street, but he couldn't bear to push away Fang Zhongshan's intimacy, so he stood there helplessly, and agreed vaguely: "That's right, the bamboo I weaved It has always been the best seller on the stall!"

Seeing his cute appearance, Fang Zhongshan couldn't help but narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Let's not mention anything else, it's rare to be free and earn a lot of money. Let's not waste our good time. Let's have a good time in the city before going home."

Fanyang City is divided into the East City and the West City. A large artificial river separates the two cities. The only way to pass smoothly is to cross the bridge except by boat.

Perhaps for the convenience of management, the East Market of Fanyang City is full of large-scale shops, such as inns, pharmacies, tailors, etc., and most of the active ones are those with money in their pockets. The noble family of money.

In contrast, the West Market is much more shabby, and it is often the place where villagers in villages or homeless people in cities gather.

Although it is poor, the West Market also has the benefits and fun of the West Market. Small vendors who do casual business can pick a place at random and set up a stall to do business with a piece of cloth.

It is for this reason that street stalls are very popular in West Market.

The bamboo baskets that Jiang Ran used to weave were all sold at street stalls in West Market.

When talking about the past, Xiao Shuang'er seemed very talkative. He smiled and said to Fang Zhongshan: "The street where I often go to set up stalls is very long. You can't see the end at a glance. There are many food sellers on the street. The smell is really delicious! When I was hungry and sold bamboo baskets, I sometimes patronized to smell the fragrance, and almost didn’t listen to the customers who came to ask the price several times!”

"By the way, I remember that there was a shop selling soup dumpling on the street. It costs ten copper coins a soup dumpling. The soup dumpling is probably not made of gold! But it's really delicious. I exchanged the bamboo basket for two. A brown rice steamed bun, smelling the smell, even the brown rice steamed bun becomes fragrant."

It was rare for Fang Chongshan to see such a lively side of Jiang Ran, and he thought to himself, it seems that this child is really greedy.

So, in order to make up for the little Shuang'er who hasn't been able to eat a mouthful of soup dumplings so far, Fang Chongshan finally decided to take a trip to the West Market.

Fengyun Pharmacy is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Dongshi, and it is about [-] kilometers away from here to the street shop of Xishi mentioned by Xiao Shuanger. , Six hours.

Fortunately, the streets are bustling, and there are many ox carts and donkey carts used for transportation. Fang Zhongshan stopped an ox cart casually, paid a few copper coins, and got on the cart smoothly.

The old scalper has a slow temper, wobbly and steadily walking forward with his hooves. Cattle are very rare in Da'an country. Jiang Ran only saw one or two occasionally in the village. Now that he can get close contact, he can't help but be curious. He opened his eyes wide, staring at the flicking ox tail.

After walking staggeringly for a long time, the bullock cart finally came to the stone bridge that divides the east and west cities.

The master cattle driver yelled at Fang Chongshan: "Here you go! The bullock carts don't enter the West Market, please get off!"

Fang Chongshan immediately grabbed Jiang Ran who was still staring at the ox's tail, and pulled him out of the car.

The master driver of the ox cart collected the money and patted the cow's butt and butt lightly. The old scalper raised its gray-brown horns, "mooed", turned around slowly, and walked away.

Jiang Ran reluctantly waved at the back of the bullock cart.

If the biggest feature of Dongshi is orderly and well-defined streets, then Dongshi is undoubtedly synonymous with chaos and intertwining.

The original owner has always liked extravagance and pleasure, and the entertainment center has always been in the East Market, and has never set foot in the West Market.

So it was not until he crossed the boundary bridge that Fang Zhongshan intuitively realized how big the difference between the eastern and western cities was.

The low and dilapidated buildings are connected one after the other, and the residents' houses are mixed with the shops for sale. It is crowded and noisy. It is hard to imagine that this is actually a part of the prosperous city.

No matter how prosperous a city is, there is also a side of embarrassment, and the West Market is the backside of the prosperous city.

The roads are criss-crossed without rules, so that foreigners who stray here often have to go around and get lost in the road for several hours.

Fortunately, Fang Zhongshan has a little twin who can know the way very well and can be called a humanoid navigator.

Relying on his excellent memory, the little guy forcibly found the most frequent street stall in the streets.

Street stalls, the largest trading street in West City, is lined with dilapidated residential houses on both sides of the street. Vendors from various villages directly place their goods on the ground, sit on the ground, and shout loudly.

"That's the one!"

Jiang Ran is obviously familiar with this long street of street stalls, so he took Fang Chongshan and walked inside. After walking a long way, he stopped in front of a small stall that was propped up, and pointed to the small white spot on the oilcloth. Tangbao, shouted excitedly: "You can find it by smelling it!"

Xiao Shuang'er described the soup dumplings so magically that Fang Zhongshan had great expectations, but now looking in the direction he pointed, he couldn't help but shook his head secretly.

What kind of soup dumpling, the rough and thick dough skin, you can tell that it will make your throat at first glance, and a small pork ball is stuffed inside and wrapped in a little soup.

That's it?Can this also be called soup dumpling?

Fang Zhongshan deeply felt that he was victimized by the reputation of Guantangbao.

Jiang Ran on the side of Naihe was very excited, staring at the soup dumpling with his eyes straight, and he was so greedy: "It's so delicious! Brother Zhongshan, smell it quickly, it smells like meat!"

Fang Chongshan couldn't resist Xiao Shuang'er's expectant eyes, without saying a word, he took out a few strings of copper plates and asked the store to make four soup dumplings.

Jiang Ran held the hot soup dumpling reluctantly, and held it to Fang Zhongshan's mouth with both hands, and said expectantly: "Brother Zhongshan, try it quickly."

In fact, Fang Chongshan was not interested in this soup dumpling, which looked very unauthentic at first glance. He didn't want to disappoint Xiao Shuang'er, so he took a bite deliberately.

He boasted unconscionably: "Well, my little husband has a good eye, and it's really delicious!"

Jiang Ran's dimples were shallow, and he took a big bite at the spot where Fang Zhongshan had bitten off.

His mouth was bulging and stuffed like a little hamster, he chewed it contentedly, and said with emotion: "That's great!"

"If I can make such delicious food, I can put it on the stalls and sell it like them. This is much more profitable than weaving bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets!"

Wuxin's words were like a ray of light, causing Fang Zhongshan, who was listening on the side, to suddenly have a flash of inspiration.