Proud Farm Girl With A Space

However, to tell the truth, although Su Tang studied clothing in her previous life, making clothes for her has always been just a temporary interest. She will definitely want to die if she has nothing to do.

Now it's only for Song Yi. She can breathe a sigh of relief. Either it's cotton padded clothes or bedding. Recently, she saw that the cotton was too big for her, but she had to do it.

Song Yi laughs at her like this, "you ghost girl, it's still early. Come here to practice calligraphy."

Su Tang sighed to follow Song Yi's back into the study, "I'm really too difficult, too difficult."

Song Yi continued to smile and watch her stroke by stroke. Su Nuo continued to sit at the door and wait, without speaking. For a moment, the courtyard was quiet again.

When the time was almost the same, Song Yi asked Su Tang to stop. Before Su Tang left, she specially made porridge for tonight and breakfast the next morning, so that she could eat it with ink.

It's really outrageous to cook with ink, but he can still heat it up.

After that day, Su Tang would read and write with Song Yi every day after she gave her fish balls. Song Yi taught Su Tang to know what was called Xiancai.

It takes a lot of hard work to write, needless to say, but Su Tang is really good at reading books. Moreover, she has a lot of opinions about her reading ideas. Sometimes she makes people applaud, and sometimes she is rebellious.

The state of mind and view of the world often make Song Yi feel suddenly, and sometimes she is angry.

Every day, holding Mo watched his master being puffed and glared at by his younger brother's anger. He wanted to start beating him. He turned his head and was afraid that Su sugar would freeze. He was hungry. He could not care. He only felt that their small yard became lively and popular. UU stack room www.uusk.net

In the twinkling of an eye, autumn is coming to an end, and the weather is getting colder. On this day, she and her brother went to Qinghe town to send fish balls. When they got to the town, they saw a familiar figure waiting for her.

"Manager Yang?" Su sugar see him, first was surprised, "how do you wait for me here, the last time the soap sold out?"

Su Tang remembers very well. A few days ago, Yang Ford came to her and ordered 30 pieces of soap. She gave him only a few days.

Yang Ford saw that Su Tang and his brother were together. The white coat and the light gray trousers were simple, but they were the cotton fabric that the good people in the town could afford. He sighed that the sugar girl was getting better and better.

Then he said, "sugar girl, I also want to get some soap from the girl."

"Have you sold all your soap before? How much do you want this time?" Of course, sucang was very surprised, but since yangford asked her to buy it, she would not refuse to make money.

Yang Fu opened his mouth and said, "sugar girl, give me 300 yuan..."

"Manager Yang is really a good schemer." Zhang Su was shocked to hear so many voices.

The voice was a little low and hoarse, and then I saw a carriage not far away. The boy driving the car lifted the curtain, and a boy in black brocade got out of the car.

He was only fourteen or fifteen years old. His skin was like jade, his eyes and nose were pretty. His lips were like peach blossom petals. He was looking at yangford.

Su sugar is also looking at the youth, eyes can not hide amazing, incredibly have such a good-looking youth, compared with those small fresh meat beautiful too much.

However, to tell the truth, although Su Tang studied clothing in her previous life, making clothes for her has always been just a temporary interest. She will definitely want to die if she has nothing to do.

Now it's only for Song Yi. She can breathe a sigh of relief. Either it's cotton padded clothes or bedding. Recently, she saw that the cotton was too big for her, but she had to do it.

Song Yi laughs at her like this, "you ghost girl, it's still early. Come here to practice calligraphy."

Su Tang sighed to follow Song Yi's back into the study, "I'm really too difficult, too difficult."

Song Yi continued to smile and watch her stroke by stroke. Su Nuo continued to sit at the door and wait, without speaking. For a moment, the courtyard was quiet again.

When the time was almost the same, Song Yi asked Su Tang to stop. Before Su Tang left, she specially made porridge for tonight and breakfast the next morning, so that she could eat it with ink.

It's really outrageous to cook with ink, but he can still heat it up.

After that day, Su Tang would read and write with Song Yi every day after she gave her fish balls. Song Yi taught Su Tang to know what was called Xiancai.

It takes a lot of hard work to write, needless to say, but Su Tang is really good at reading books. Moreover, she has a lot of opinions about her reading ideas. Sometimes she makes people applaud, and sometimes she is rebellious.

The state of mind and view of the world often make Song Yi feel suddenly, and sometimes she is angry.

Every day, holding Mo watched his master being puffed and glared at by his younger brother's anger. He wanted to start beating him. He turned his head and was afraid that Su sugar would freeze. He was hungry. He could not care. He only felt that their small yard became lively and popular. UU stack room www.uusk.net

In the twinkling of an eye, autumn is coming to an end, and the weather is getting colder. On this day, she and her brother went to Qinghe town to send fish balls. When they got to the town, they saw a familiar figure waiting for her.

"Manager Yang?" Su sugar see him, first was surprised, "how do you wait for me here, the last time the soap sold out?"

Su Tang remembers very well. A few days ago, Yang Ford came to her and ordered 30 pieces of soap. She gave him only a few days.

Yang Ford saw that Su Tang and his brother were together. The white coat and the light gray trousers were simple, but they were the cotton fabric that the good people in the town could afford. He sighed that the sugar girl was getting better and better.

Then he said, "sugar girl, I also want to get some soap from the girl."

"Have you sold all your soap before? How much do you want this time?" Of course, sucang was very surprised, but since yangford asked her to buy it, she would not refuse to make money.

Yang Fu opened his mouth and said, "sugar girl, give me 300 yuan..."

"Manager Yang is really a good schemer." Zhang Su was shocked to hear so many voices.

The voice was a little low and hoarse, and then I saw a carriage not far away. The boy driving the car lifted the curtain, and a boy in black brocade got out of the car.

He was only fourteen or fifteen years old. His skin was like jade, his eyes and nose were pretty. His lips were like peach blossom petals. He was looking at yangford.

Su sugar is also looking at the youth, eyes can not hide amazing, incredibly have such a good-looking youth, compared with those small fresh meat beautiful too much.