Chang’an Peasant Girl

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Xiao Changyi gave her one word with great certainty: "Yes."

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Quiet did not speak, just looked at Xiao Changyi and smiled.

Xiao Changyi simply pulled her into his arms and hugged her.

He didn't speak, but gently rubbed the top of her head with his cold, hard chin.

This made An Jing suddenly think of something and asked, "Master, you don't seem to be touching my head much recently?"

"Um."

"Why don't you touch it?"

"It's not necessary." He knew and determined that she would only be docile to him, so he didn't need to feel it on his own.

An Jing understands his meaning, but he still doesn't let him go: "What's not necessary?"

Xiao Changyi turned An Jing's body over, let An Jing face him, and stared at An Jing for a long while before he lowered his head, pressed his forehead against hers, rubbed it lightly, and then slowly said: "You will only treat me well. so."

Mingming still didn't say everything, but Jingjing didn't force Xiao Changyi anymore. Instead, he raised his hand to squeeze Xiao Changyi's handsome face, and scolded with a smile: "Cheky!" After a pause, "But I like it."

Xiao Changyi's mouth twitched slightly.

Jing Jing watched her husband smile so implicitly every time. I wanted to make fun of it, but it was very rare to think that her husband was so cold. He not only talked to her, but also smiled at her.

As for others, don't joke about his husband, his words are pitiful, and it's no wonder that Wang Youbao mistakenly thought he was dumb.

However, just thinking about how special she is to her husband, Jing Jing's heart is not sweet, and the smile on his face is even more.

The two stayed sticky in the inner room for a while before An Jing and Xiao Changyi went to wash the jar by the river.

Then, put the other 20 catties of fermented bean curd that has been prepared at home into two jars respectively.

Early the next morning, An Jing and Xiao Changyi came to town to sell fermented bean curd, because An Jing promised those women yesterday, so An Jing sold it to those women who didn't buy it yesterday, and then sold it to others. .

As soon as the twenty catties of fermented bean curd were sold, An Jing and Xiao Changyi went home.

As soon as lunch was over, An Jing and Xiao Changyi moved the two baskets out of the corner, and then began to process the 100 catties of moldy and hairy tofu inside.

Give the moldy tofu a white wine bath, then evenly coat the moldy tofu with seasoning, and finally, put it in a jar.

Ten small jars were packed.

These ten jars of fermented bean curd, An Jing and Xiao Changyi had already discussed it, not going to the town to sell it immediately, but waiting a few days before going there.

You have to give people time to eat fermented bean curd. Otherwise, if they have not finished eating it, you will sell it, and those people will not buy it, resulting in a lot fewer people buying it. After all, there are so many people in the town.

An Fu and Shi Xiaolan delivered the tofu the next afternoon.

As soon as An Fu and Shi Xiaolan left, An Jing and Xiao Changyi were busy cutting tofu, and then put the cut small pieces of tofu and straw into the baskets layer by layer to get moldy.

By the time you're busy, it's already dark.

After eating, taking a bath, An Jing and Xiao Changyi lay on the bed, An Jing was a little tired, although he was lying down, he was lying in Xiao Changyi's arms, and Xiao Changyi was holding her.

There were no lights in the room, it was pitch black.

"Xianggong, what are we going to do tomorrow?" An Jing's eyelids were a little heavy, and the drowsiness had already struck, but she still asked in a daze.

"There is grass growing in the field, we will go weeding tomorrow."

Xiao Changyi's words made her feel extremely at ease when she listened quietly, her eyes closed unconsciously, and she replied softly, "En", and she fell asleep.