Salt Xiao Fulang

Back in Chunyang County, Mo Shi'an hesitated for a moment, but went back to the small house that Qian Xiaoyu left him.

This person looks delicate, but he is not simple.

Mo Shi'an has seen a lot of people over the years, but he can't see through this pretending little Shuang'er.

But I have to say that Qian Xiaoyu is cute and can act like a baby. He is a man, and no man can avoid being a little bit tempted under such an offensive.

Not knowing what he wanted to get from him, Mo Shi'an settled down with peace of mind.

When the soldiers came to cover the water and soil, he wanted to take a walk with him with great interest.

He didn't believe that he could be tricked into anything.

Qian Xiaoyu doesn't live in the small house most of the time, but tonight is an exception.

As soon as Mo Shi'an came back, he came out with a plate of snacks.

"Ah! You're back, Brother Mo." He smiled sweetly, and Mo Shi'an unconsciously softened his expression.

"Well, what did you do?"

Qian Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue: "Brother Mo doesn't like sweets, right? I made mung bean cakes, and I specially put less sugar in them. Do you like it?"

Mo Shi'an had a full stomach at Song Xu's house in the afternoon, and he wasn't very hungry at the moment, but he still had a taste in cooperation.

The finer the mung bean paste is ground, the smoother the taste. This mung bean cake is delicate and pleasant, which is indeed Qian Xiaoyu's style.

It is completely different from the rough approach of Song Xu's family.

Eating the cake, Mo Shi'an was a little lost in thought. He thought of Xiaochun's shocking speech in the afternoon, and couldn't help but want to laugh again.

"Brother..." Qian Xiaoyu pouted: "What are you thinking, why are you so distracted~"

"Oh," Mo Shi'an asked casually, "Let me ask you a question."

"Ask!"

"Do you think... Shuang'er would like to practice martial arts?"

Qian Xiaoyu was surprised and said: "Practicing martial arts!? Do you mean dancing? What's so strange about that?"

"No, civil and military martial arts."

"Wow, I don't want to."

Mo Shi'an became interested and asked, "Why don't you?"

"Because that's what men do. Have you ever heard of Shuang'er defending the country? It's hard to practice martial arts, and you're sweating all day long. Shuang'er's strength is not as strong as that of a man. If you practice again, you will still suffer... …who would do something like that when they don’t get paid for their efforts?”

After all, Qian Xiaoyu was dissatisfied and said: "Why do you ask such a question, do you like big and three thick twins?"

When Mo Shi'an heard the words, he just smiled and avoided answering.

Yes, practicing martial arts is hard, but there is a little Shuang'er who comes to apprentice with bright eyes.

What did you say at that time?

"You are young and have good bones. It is not too late to practice martial arts. But you are a pair, and you will never be able to practice to the same level as me."

Xiaochun didn't care, he replied: "As long as you are stronger than me now, that's fine."

Thinking of this, Mo Shi'an chuckled.

Qian Xiaoyu took the opportunity to rub into his arms, as light as a cat.

"We Shuang'er, we just like cooking, tidying up the housework, and being your intimate little padded jacket...don't you like it?"

"like."

After the pastries were finished, Qian Xiaoyu had to leave again.

He reluctantly bid farewell to Mo Shi'an, and then abducted him to Fufu Baozi Shop.

The shopkeeper of the steamed stuffed bun shop was short of breath when he saw Qian Xiaoyu's cold face, and welcomed him into the room with a low eyebrow.

"The steward Qian is here, what would you like to drink?"

Qian Xiaoyu leaned back in annoyance: "Pour some water at will, and call the old horse from Buzhuang."

The shopkeeper of the steamed stuffed bun shop waved his hand to let the buddy go, then turned around and continued flatteringly: "Housekeeper, are you here today..."

"I'll tell you to keep an eye on the fried dumpling shop in the alley. It's been a few days, why hasn't there been a charter yet?"

The smile on the shopkeeper's face became more and more embarrassing: "In fact, it's almost the same... nothing special... except for the batter, I don't know why it's not cooked well, and everything else can be eaten at a glance, but it's not good to make it." Difficult to do..."

Qian Xiaoyu raised his eyes: "That's it?"

"It's just that people... don't like it... For the same price, they are willing to buy it in the alley. They say that their pancakes are more delicious, and they say that we don't print small flowers."

Qian Xiaoyu thought thoughtfully: "Can't it be cheaper than them? As for the pattern...as long as it's cheaper, who cares about it?"

The shopkeeper had a sad face: "No matter how cheap it is, there is no profit."

Qian Xiaoyu smiled: "What do you want to make money? Don't our buns make money? They want to be cheap, even if they lose money... As long as we persist, we will steal their customers. Our family has a big business, and some of them are The cost is with them, but can they afford it?"

He stood up and looked out the window.

The snow on the street has been swept away, and it is a little lonely.

"We will adjust the price back after they close the door. They have nowhere else to buy, so they can only buy from our house. This loss will be made back one day."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand wearily: "Go on. The price will be adjusted, and it will be adjusted in two days. Why hasn't the old horse come yet?"

Shopkeeper Ma was hurrying upstairs: "Here we come!"

Qian Xiaoyu turned her head and didn't look at him too much, she just asked, "What about the concubine?"

Shopkeeper Ma was sweating and said in shame: "I'm sorry, my boss. I raised the price, and now it's 20 taels. The family doesn't know why they don't let go...I don't know where to go to catch that girl."

Qian Xiaoyu was surprised: "Don't let go? How is it possible?"

Shopkeeper Ma made a bitter face, Qian Xiaoyu snorted coldly: "Okay, I'll send someone to check what's wrong."

He sighed and picked up the cup of tea.

The tea had turned from scalding to lukewarm. He took a sip and said softly, "If there is nothing else, take out the account books for the past few days."

He rubbed his temples: "Let me take a good look."

***

The next day, Mo Shi'an followed Song Xu and the others to Dashi Village in the afternoon.

He said that he was here to teach Xiaochun, but Song Xu always suspected that he was here to eat...

Because he had to go back at night, Mo Shi'an carried Jiang Tiantian onto the horse and drove like lightning.

By the time Song Xu Xiaochun walked home slowly, the two of them had already visited Dashi Village.

When Jiang Tiantian saw this "Brother Mo" for the first time, he was a little scared at first, but soon got along with him.

Because... Mo Shi'an carried her on his shoulders, the visual effect was comparable to that of Hulk and Smurfs, and he laughed and laughed cheerfully in Dashi Village.

Now the villagers are even more sure of the fact that this handsome and rich Arima businessman has an unusual relationship with Song Xu's family—no, they have put their adopted daughter on their shoulders!

After the four of them had eaten and drank enough, Mo Shi'an, the newly appointed master, began to explain the basics to Xiaochun.

"...Practicing martial arts requires both strength and dexterity. Although you can lose ten times with one strength, your innate condition is not suitable for this kind of route, so you have to pay more attention to dexterity. If you practice well, you can overcome strength with softness."

Xiaochun obediently stood in the yard listening to the lecture, while Song Xu and Xiaochun hid behind the crack of the door to watch.

Mo Shi'an: "...Why are you hiding, come out together."

The three of them stood in a row, and Teacher Mo asked with satisfaction: "Let's check the flexibility first, and try to straddle as far forward as possible."

Xiaochun nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and slid down—a perfect split!

Song Xu was stunned!

Jiang Tiantian watched and learned to press down, but although she was small, she couldn't cling to the ground like Xiaochun, so she lowered her head in frustration.

Song Xu was sweating profusely, and tried to raise his foot to make a ninety-degree stride...

"Ah, it hurts!"

Why do the splits! ?Isn't practicing martial arts zama stance? Why do you have to do the splits! ?

Mo Shi'an laughed, and sent Song Xu and Jiang Tiantian to the back mountain to cut some trees.

It is said that he is going to make plum blossom piles.

In addition to plum blossom piles, there are also wooden figures, grass targets, and so on.

Even Teacher Mo wanted to turn a part of the vegetable garden into a martial arts training ground, Xiaochun didn't even complain!

Song Xu was embarrassed, why did he feel that the scene was getting more and more crooked...

After one afternoon, Xiaochun was terribly tired.

Before leaving, Mo Shi'an assigned a task: "Run around the village every day. I'll watch it next time I come back. It's better to complete it easily."

Xiaochun agreed sternly.

"Yes, Master!"

***

Early morning in winter is the coldest time of the day.

When Song Xu was picked up by Xiaochun, he felt his whole body was full of lazy tendons, and he was almost trapped to death in front of the washbasin.

Xiaochun made two bowls of sugar water and spread eggs, and the two of them snorted and drank it, and finally they felt a little warm.

Although it may seem a bit crazy to do so at first glance, but yes, they got up and ran!

On this cold winter night, at five o'clock in the morning, in the dark village, run!

The moon has not yet set, and the soft halo is reflected in the snow, so it is not difficult to see the way ahead.Song Xu was used to exercising earlier, and this body itself is not bad, so once he runs, he no longer feels pain.

And Xiaochun was even more excited, he followed Master's instructions, this is to run for martial arts!

Master said that he is young and good-natured, which is his approval, and he must not live up to Master's expectations!

Seeing his vitality, Song Xu was also happy.

No matter whether you can become a peerless master or not, it is always right to exercise your body. No matter what situation you are in, you can have an extra bargaining chip.

It's just that this time is not easy to grasp.

The two of them were busy in the shop during the day, and they were almost exhausted when they returned home in the afternoon. After discussing it, they decided to get up earlier.

Song Xu's stamina was much better than Xiaochun's. When he circled half of the village, Xiaochun was already far behind.

He looked back, slowed down and waited for someone, but at this moment, a white line appeared on the horizon.

He stopped and looked at the east, and after a while, the footsteps behind him approached, and Xiaochun came to him panting heavily.

"Xu, brother Xu..."

The two exhaled white air, and saw a ray of sunlight piercing through the mist.

"Yingxia, shall we watch the sunrise together every day from now on?"

"it is good."

The two looked at each other and smiled, their faces were flushed because of the exercise... very simple and very village.

The old village chief happened to get up at this time to pour out the chamber pot, poured it down, and saw two cuddling shadows standing beside his house...

"Oh my god!" The old village head sat down on the ground in fright.

Song Xu Xiaochun: "..."

This delicious coincidence made both parties very embarrassed, and they sat at the village chief's table without saying a word.The village chief's daughter-in-law, named Aunt Lan, couldn't stop laughing as she served them porridge.

"Little, young couple are quite good at playing, hahahaha——"

Song Xu: "...Don't laugh, Auntie, aren't we busy this morning?"

Aunt Lan was happy to see the young people in harmony, so she stopped teasing her, what if she made people anxious?

"Okay, let's stop talking, aunt! Why do you suddenly want to train your body?"

Xiaochun said seriously: "Because I have worshiped as a teacher and want to learn martial arts!"

Aunt Lan: "...you are a little twin."

"Can't Shuang'er learn martial arts?"

Aunt Lan couldn't help but look at Song Xu involuntarily - in her common sense, which man doesn't like a wife who is gentle, virtuous, delicate and soft, how can he just think about fighting and killing all day long?

In the end, I saw Song Xu showing a bewildered smile.

"..." Well, as long as people are happy.

After a while, the old village chief took a breather, changed his clothes, came over, and got together for breakfast.

The conditions of the village head's family are good, and he doesn't care about these few stutters. He is also very happy to see the young man dangling in front of his eyes.

"How is Xu's business recently?"

"Thanks to you," Song Xu said with a smile, "I can still make some money."

The village head nodded: "The matter of Tian has not been settled yet, if anyone is interested, I will tell you."

Song Xu nodded gratefully, and then said: "By the way, the village chief, I have something to confess to you."

"what?"

"The fact that Xiaochun is pregnant is false."

"Pfft—" The old village chief accidentally wasted a sip of rice soup, almost spewing out a rainbow under the rising sun.

He wiped his mouth and asked incredulously, "Say it again!?"

Xiao Chun stood up and bowed: "Village Chief, we are sorry for you! But there is no other way, please listen to brother Xu's explanation!"

Song Xu also stood up, and said sincerely: "The village chief, don't get angry, it's all my fault..."

After so many days of observing and getting along with each other, Song Xu already had a basic understanding of the old village chief, so he no longer shy away from it, and told the whole story.

The old village chief said complicatedly: "So the sixth uncle was bribed by you?"

Song Xu nodded.

"...that old thing doesn't talk to me!" The old village chief was furious, and slapped the table: "You two too, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing!?"

Song Xu lowered his head guiltily.

The old village chief looked at the two children, feeling mixed feelings for a moment, and let out a long sigh.

The power of the clan is strong, Song Xu is still young, and his parents died young, so he can't blame him for being ignorant.

The old village head found his own reasons, and said quietly: "Let me ask you, do you think Qian Sangou will come to the village to arrest you?"

Song Xu was stunned, at first he wanted to say no, but after a while he felt yes, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "...No way?"

The old village chief snorted coldly.

"You know you can't, so why not?" He stood up and looked outside: "Because your surname is Song, and this is Dashi Village!"

"You said before that Qian Sangou brought people to snatch your husband. You have to understand that you allowed it-don't tell me that it is not the case now, but at that time, it was indeed you who brought people here. To put it mildly , your daughter-in-law is yours, we old guys don’t care what you want to do with her. But, if they came to snatch you, do you think everyone will really watch you being dragged away!?”

The old village head shouted loudly: "If everyone remains indifferent, you were the only one who was dragged away today, will it be his turn tomorrow, and mine!?"

Song Xu was shocked.

"You are a descendant of my Song family. Our Dashi Village has more than 300 people including the old and the weak, women and children. If we really want to go to that day, Qian Sangou will never be able to leave our village. So you see, the surname Did Qian come to the village by himself!?"

Song Xu and the old village head said in unison: "He dare not!"

Song Xu's eyes brightened: "It turns out that he is not invincible! Then why didn't the other victims resist?"

The old village chief glanced at him: "I wasn't very smart before, why are I so stupid now? You also said that the dozen or so members of the family who were killed went to the county by themselves, and they foolishly entered other people's houses. They are all dead, so if the village is crusaded again, can it still bring people back? Whose family is not dragged by the family, and they can risk their lives to do justice by themselves, but what if they are accompanied by wives and children?"

He sighed: "No one is a saint. Just like you, if something didn't happen to you, would you be such an early bird?"

Song Xu was in a daze.

Will he?

If he had only heard about such a villain as Qian Sangou from other people, would he have acted out of righteous indignation?

He knows he won't.

Xiaochun suddenly said: "Brother Xu didn't do it, not because he didn't understand the way of chivalry, but because he knew the seriousness. When bad things happened before his eyes, he had already made a move—it was because he made a move that he was injured. That's going to get you into trouble."

"My brother Xu may not be a saint, but he must be a hero!"

The old village chief and Song Xu were both stunned.

The old village chief had never heard Xiaochun talk so much in one breath, and Song Xu's throat was so sore that he couldn't speak.

Xiaochun glanced at Song Xu with a smile in his eyes.

"I have always been proud of him and never felt troubled. If one day he dies because of this, then I will die with him. I have no complaints."

Song Xu was shocked.

What kind of virtue and ability is there for him to get such an evaluation from Xiaochun!

He almost lost his composure, stood up and bid farewell to the old village head in a hurry, dragged Xiaochun and ran home.

Xiaochun almost couldn't keep up with his footsteps, staggering all the way, but didn't dare to make a sound.

He was a little apprehensive, afraid that what he said earlier was too abrupt, Brother Xu...do you think he is overstepping?

Don't you want to die with him yourself?

but……

Xiaochun recalled the past, although the time was not long, the life with the ex-Song Xu has been blurred, like being hidden in a glazed jar, it is hard to see clearly.

If Song Xu is gone, how can he go back to the past, he really would rather die.

Maybe we can walk for a while on Huangquan Road.

If Song Xu disliked him...he would secretly, secretly leave without telling him.

Follow him quietly when you get down there, as long as you don't get noticed by him.

Song Xu tightly gripped his wrist, pinched him all the way, and turned red.

Xiaochun was silent, but there was a little bit of grievance after all.

Why doesn't he speak?Do you really hate him...

"Welcome summer."

After entering the yard, Song Xu couldn't bear it any longer, and with a hoarse voice, he called out to him.

He rubbed Xiaochun into his arms fiercely.

"I will always be your hero."