I bought paper and pen and went to the bookstore. It was already noon. Zhuang Keqing's stomach was gingering, and the two steamed buns I ate on the way had long been digested.
"Let's go eat something?"
Before Chenling could refuse, Zhuang Keqing took his hand and sat into a food stall on the side of the road.
This food stall sells noodles, only two types of clear soup and red soup, but there are more types of toppings. There are also pickled side dishes on the square table for customers to use.
Zhuang Keqing ordered a bowl of meat and vegetarian food.
Five vegetarian dishes and ten vegetarian dishes. When the noodles came up, she brought the clear soup to her and gave the meat portion to Chen Ling.
"You eat this," she said.
It’s not that she saves it, but she doesn’t like to eat meat made outside. If it’s not handled well, she always feels a faint fishy smell.
Chen Ling did not refuse, and honestly sucked the chopsticks, but just divided the minced meat on it and put it into Zhuang Keqing's bowl.
"Oh, no, I don't like it..."
She originally planned to refuse, but somehow, she saw the hand that had the meat in her bowl and changed her mouth halfway. "Thank you, you can eat it too."
The two of them ate noodles silently, but the diners who couldn't stand the other table were chatterboxes.
"Look at this young couple, how good the relationship is, the little guild loves people."
The person who spoke was a woman in her forties. She sat with a man, with a bowl of meat noodles in front of her.
The man looked back at the table behind and saw that the little monkey gave the toppings to his wife. He said, "What, you eat meat and I eat vegetarian food, and I'm not bad to you?"
"Hey, you know that I didn't mean that. OK, okay, you can eat something too."
The woman divided half of the meat from her bowl onto her man's noodles, and then smiled at Zhuang Keqing with kindness, and then she started eating noodles.
This husband is a bit rough, but it is really rare to think about it and give his wife a bowl of meat sauce noodles outside. Both of them are dressed up by ordinary villagers, with firewood on their feet. I guess they are also nearby villagers who come to the town. Those who come up to sell things are not rich families.
Chen Ling was eating noodles and also heard clearly what the table next door clearly.
Thinking of Zhuang Keqing eating vegetarian food and giving him some meat, he felt indescribable.
It seems that he is cared about.
The two of them were hungry and finished a bowl of noodles in half a quarter of an hour. Zhuang Keqing had to buy something else.
Wine, sugar, dessert, meat, except for wine and dessert, meat and candy are all requested by visiting the village chief and the old scholar, so I have to buy more.
But it was already noon today, and I don’t know if the butcher Zhang still had good meat.
Chen Ling didn't know her plan, but she didn't say much. She just followed Zhuang Keqing and put the gadgets she bought along the way into the vine basket behind her.
When we arrived at the south of the city, Zhuang Keqing came to the meat stall with a familiar family.
Butcher Zhang was still the same as before, leaning against the back of the stall, dozing off until the person screamed, and then he opened his eyes and stared out.
"Girl, why are you here today? It's not yet ten days."
When he saw that it was Zhuang Keqing, he immediately stopped sleeping. He stood up and stretched his head and looked behind him. Unfortunately, he couldn't find the cart that he usually drags goods, the black-faced man and the thin monkey boy he was familiar with before.
Didn’t you come to sell tofu?
"I'm here to buy some meat and oil." Zhuang Keqing smiled, "Is there any?"
“Of course there is.”
"Please pick two good ones."
Although I had no money to buy, but if there was a business, Zhang Butcher's spirit came.
"It only takes four kilograms of meat, two pieces of oil, and separate the bags."
"What, don't go into the water today?"
"I didn't push the cart, it's too heavy, so I won't buy it for the time being."
"Where is the big bone?"
Zhuang Keqing thought for a while, "The five roots are almost the same. I will come again every time I spend the last minute. These are enough, and no matter how many of them, I can't carry them."
The butcher tied up all the things she wanted and handed over, but the result was that a young man from behind took it.
He is white and tall, tall and thin, looking a little weak and unconventional, but his eyebrows are handsome and he has a bit of a scholarly temperament.
"This is?"
"Oh, I forgot to introduce it." Zhuang Keqing slapped his forehead, then smiled and said, "This is my husband, Chen Ling."
Chen Ling took the thing and did not rush to put it away. Instead, he hugged Zhang butcher Zhang and bowed. "Chen Ling."
Butcher Zhang never received such a solemn gift. On weekdays, he had contacted some market peddlers. No matter how familiar he was, he didn't have much contact. When did those people treat him?
With this gift, he immediately glanced at Chen Linggao.
"It's not bad, the boy looks so energetic, but he didn't expect to be so polite. The girl has a good attitude."
After saying that, he packed another pig's trotter and insisted on stuffing it into Chen Ling's hand, "Look, you are a student, and you will be in high school when you take a pig's trotter back in the future!"
Chen Ling was extremely surprised. He had never accepted such a simple and direct kindness, and he didn't know what to react for a moment.
Zhuang Keqing next to her did not expect that the butcher suddenly came like this, but she was very generous and bent her lips and reached out to take it, "Thank you, my husband."
Later, she mentioned the matter of selling goods in the next few days, and said that she would bring something different to people at that time, and rub her hands happily.
"Then I'll make up."
After leaving Zhennan, they first went to the grocery store and bought two cubes of candy. Zhuang Keqing asked the store to tie it with a red rope, giving gifts more beautifully. However, the packaging changed and it cost more than usual. She didn't feel any distress.
The village chief helped Chen Ling for so long, so the courtesy should be more important, and visiting the old scholar was also unscrupulous when Chen Ling studied.
It's only a few cents, so I don't have to worry about it.
Later, they bought three boxes of snacks at the dim sum shop, and then went to the wine shop to ask for a jar of wine. When the vine basket was too late, the two of them set out on the way back.
There was no need to check when they left the city. They didn't queue for a long time and then walked all the way to the village without resting.
It was about two or three o'clock in the afternoon, with the sun hanging high and emitting heat that was no less than summer. Although it was past white dew, judging from this momentum, I am afraid that this year I will be coming with a autumn tiger.
Looking up at the sun, Zhuang Keqing raised her sleeves and wiped the sweat from her chin, and her breathing was rapid.
She was a little tired.
Before, when she came to the town, Uncle Zhang helped push the cart. She put everything in the way and left, making people leave easily.
But today she didn't have the nerve to come and trouble her. She thought that there shouldn't be too much, so she carried the basket and didn't say that she didn't say anything. She just bought something and was not restrained, which made her suffer now.
On the other hand, Chen Ling was obviously about to overflow the things in the vine basket, but he was still walking as fast as he could, and his waist was straight.
The shoulders of the Tengjiao's strap hurt. Zhuang Keqing stretched out his hand and took a breath, trying to keep up with the steps ahead, but he was still discovered.
Chen Ling stopped.
"I'm a little tired, have some rest," he said.
After finding a place with shade on the roadside, Chen Ling helped Zhuang Keqing remove the basket and put it aside.
But I can't do this anymore. I have to buy a livestock that can pull a cart as soon as possible! No matter who he is a donkey and mule, she doesn't have to carry a vine basket.
Zhuang Keqing rubbed her shoulders and thought to herself secretly.
Chen Ling saw her movements, turned around and took out the water-filled bamboo tube prepared by Qin Manzhi and handed it over.
"Thank you." Zhuang Keqing took the big gulp and left half of the food. "You can drink too."
Chen Ling drank the water silently and rested for a while. The heat of the sun had already slightly lowered before the two set off again.
But as soon as the vine basket was on its upper body, the part where the shoulders were just polished red was so painful.
"Hiss!" It was hard to say whether it was a tingling or dull pain, Zhuang Keqing frowned and endured it.
There was still more than an hour left, and it was very fast. She comforted herself so much.
Chen Ling saw her appearance.
His calm eyes swept across his shoulders that were slightly sunken by the Vine Basket. He turned around and took out everything that could be carried in her hand without waiting for Zhuang Keqing to react.
The weight on the shoulders was immediately half lighter.
"You..." Zhuang Keqing looked at the young man holding everything in his hands, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Let's go."
The boy spoke easily, but his sweat also wet his hair.
...
At the entrance of the Shen family mansion in Erlizi Village, the wet nurse Lin was instructing the servant to move the mahogany box containing ornaments out.
"Everything is careful! This is the lady's favorite vase! It's clumsy!"
Just scolded someone who had sprained his ankle with a box lifted, Lin walked into the house and helped Zhou out.
"Madam, you can set out in the afternoon, you see?"
Zhou pinched the handkerchief and pressed the forehead, "I can finally leave here, and leave after pretending, and let the luncheon be in the car. Let's talk about it when I get to the town."