I raised a husband in ancient times

Pei Xing didn't know how he got out of the hospital, anyway, he was floating in the clouds, Dr. Lin's words kept ringing in his ears, and the blush on his face couldn't go away for a while.

Lu Yiming always pays attention to this person who is walking with his hands folded in front of him, carrying ten taels of silver in his purse and not looking at the ground, lest he bump into something.

"God back."

When going down the stairs, the man almost kicked into the air and fell, but Lu Yiming quickly grabbed the man's collar and saved him from the accident.

His dazed head came to his senses, he took a peek at her husband's expression, then another, then turned his back and grinned where he couldn't see.

He looked carefully, he was not the only one who was shy, the husband's ears were also red!

Lu Yiming took the medicine bag he was carrying, and gently pushed his back: "Let's go, go buy cloth."

There are all kinds of silk and satin in the cloth industry. Although the color is not as good as modern technology, the embroidery of this stitch and thread is really exquisite, which makes people's eyes shine.

These good cloths have complicated patterns and bright colors, but all of them are expensive, starting at twelve taels.

The second-class cloth is dark in color, has a general feel, and is mostly elegant and simple solid color.

Pei Xing was familiar with the road, and went straight to the cotton and hemp area. Although my husband had just earned ten taels of silver, he still had to save some money. The farmer should buy some practical ones, which are durable for farm work.

Seeing his carefully selected face, Lu Yiming didn't bother him, but watched him tangled between Zhuqing Se and Li Se, his whole face wrinkled because of the difficulty.

"Bamboo green suits your husband's complexion better, but Li color is more suitable for farm work."

His analysis is clear and logical, but he still doesn't know how to choose. My husband is so good-looking, I want to buy it for him.

"Husband, what color do you like?"

He suddenly realized that he was picking clothes for his husband, how could he forget, he can ask her husband!

Lu Yiming approached him, lightly tapped the cloth of Li Se with his index finger: "This is it."

After he finished speaking, he paused again, and brought another bamboo-green one with him: "I use Li-color, you use bamboo-green color."

Pei Xing waved his hands again and again: "No need, my clothes can still be worn."

"You look good in it."

One sentence made Pei Xing hoarse and his momentum softened. His heart was as sweet as honey. It was enough to have a husband, but money still had to be saved.

"Husband, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Yiming put his big palm on the back of his slender and fragile neck, rubbed his thumb twice, and the chattering little thing finally stopped talking.

Cotton cloth is indeed more practical, and the outer and middle clothes have to be remade, so he didn't interrupt Pei Xing's selection, but the cloth for making the inner clothes should be more comfortable, otherwise it will hurt.

It doesn't matter if he is rough and thick, every time he sees Pei Xing rolling up his sleeves to work, there are always some red marks, which are a little eye-catching.

While the other party was distracted, he took two more bolts of muslin, one for the two of them to make underwear, and the other for the two members of the family.

Originally, he wanted to buy some cotton for stuffing. Pei Xing said a few days ago that he still had some cotton in stock at home, so he saved the money.

Four pieces of cloth cost five taels of silver, and the silver taels that were not yet hot lost half in an instant. Pei Xing finally woke up from his fugue, pouted and muttered to himself.

Lu Yiming was curious about what he was muttering alone, so he lowered his head and approached, eavesdropping openly.

"So distressed..."

Distressed?Who do you feel sorry for?

He continued to eavesdrop, wanting to know what the little thing was thinking as he frowned.

"I feel so sorry for the money, my husband is so good at spending it! How many divisions of labor do I have to do to support my husband, eh!"

Pei Xiaoxing covered his head with one hand and looked up innocently.

Lu Yiming withdrew his hand from knocking on his head, this little body still wants to do more work?He disagreed: "Did you forget what Doctor Lin said just now? Taking more rest is your immediate task."

Pei Xing remembered without having to think about it. Dr. Lin said that he had to make up for it before he could have a child. Well, does the husband want a child?That's right, my husband is already twenty-one, so I can't hold back.

Although the brain circuits of the two are not on the same channel, it seems that they are inexplicably aligned again at this moment, but they are not completely aligned.

The cloth is temporarily placed in the cloth shop, it is already noon before you know it, and you haven't felt it yet in the cloth shop. As soon as you go out, the smell of the food hits your face. There is a newly opened restaurant diagonally opposite, and the "Yuelai" on the plaque The big characters are vigorous and powerful.

There are people coming and going at the door, and the business is booming.

"I heard that this owner is from the capital. I really want to go to the place where BMWs are carved and fragrant all over the road. I will have no regrets in this life."

"You can pull it off, how could such a rich person come to our small place? Don't commit any crime?"

"How can it be? I just saw the county magistrate and a group of literati surrounded by a man in rich clothes and elegant clothes. He must have a lot of background."

The voice of the gossip was not loud, but Lu Yiming could hear it clearly. If it was really a big restaurant from the capital, it would definitely not be in a loss-making business. As for the purpose, he was not at all curious.

Lu Yiming and Pei Xing passed by Yuelai Restaurant, and they didn't intend to go in. The cost of this kind of place is not small, and there is no upper limit for a meal.

The money for this meal is enough to feed the family for a month, and now Lu Yiming's pockets are empty, and he doesn't think about extravagance. When people have no money, they should be more realistic.

The two found a restaurant nearby, it was deserted and deserted, and most of the guests on weekdays went to the restaurant to cheer.

The waiter in the shop finally saw someone coming, and he was full of enthusiasm: "Guest officer, please, what do you two want to order?"

Seeing that Pei Xing was a bit cautious, Lu Yiming made the decision and ordered two bowls of egg noodles.

"Okay, guest officer, wait for a while, if you have other orders, you can call me at any time."

After Xiaoer left, Pei Xing whispered, "Husband, I'll just eat a steamed bun."

When he was a child, his father took him to the town once, and he knew the taste of meat buns for the first time.

After getting married, Lu Aniang would occasionally bring him to pick up some manual work in winter. This was the second time he had steamed buns, but the two of them had never stepped into a restaurant.

At this moment, when her husband brought him to the restaurant, he still felt a bit extravagant and wasteful. Two vegetarian buns or a meat bun for one cent was enough for him to eat, and this bowl of egg noodles cost five cents, which was enough for him. Ten vegetarian buns or five meat buns.

No wonder the husband said he couldn't keep the money, at first he thought it was a lie, but it turned out to be true.

Thinking so in his heart, Pei Xing didn't refute Lu Yiming's decision on the surface, but just expressed his wishes tactfully.

"The reason is dismissed, and when you grow flesh, come and discuss this issue with me."

This restaurant makes good noodles in clear soup. The noodles are delicate and chewy, and the fried eggs are well-cooked and tender. After one bowl, the feeling of fullness hits, and the hunger just now is swept away.

There is no such thing as cutting corners here, a bowl of noodles is full, and when Lu Yiming saw that there was less than half a bowl of noodles left in Pei Xing's bowl, the other party took a bite and peeked at him, because he really couldn't eat it and was afraid of being blamed.

Seeing this, Lu Yiming stretched out his hand to take it, and ate the noodles with chopsticks like a storm, and patted his head: "Next time you can't eat it, just say it's okay, even if you make it up, you have to do it step by step, otherwise it's too late."

"Ok!"

After purchasing oil, soy sauce, and brown sugar from the vendors, they went to the bookstore to buy a stack of paper. It was getting late after shopping around, and they had to get the cloth back in advance. Enter the village before the black.

The two of them took a back basket, put their things into it, and started walking back.

Now the flow of people started to increase again, Lu Yiming naturally took Pei Xing's hand and shuttled through the crowd.

Suddenly, a bunch of scorching gazes shot from the upper left, Lu Yiming paused, and turned his head sharply.

I saw a strange face smiling at him in front of the half-open window at the Yage Pavilion on the second floor of Yuelai Restaurant.

This man's face is like a crown of jade, he is wearing brocade and Chinese clothes, very easy to recognize, he is the manager of the restaurant they mentioned just now, he is from the capital, he is either rich or noble.