Chapter 141: 73.2

  Seeing him like this, Shen Yaoqing patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: " If you earn money, you still need to love your fulang. Our family can’t afford gold and jade, even if you can’t afford them, if you have the heart, your fulang will be happy if you buy a silver one, right? When father was around, didn't he give mother a silver hairpin and silver bracelet ?"

    Lu Gu was very plain dressed, like most fulangs in the village. Fulang didn’t have to work in the fields, and their hair was not combed like farmers’. They could also wear hairpins and bracelets, but they didn’t have as many styles as women’s.

    "Not to mention anything else, when your sister-in-law first married me, I bought her a hairpin after earning money. She was so happy that she didn’t pull my ear for half a year"

 

Shen Yaoqing realized that he had spoken out about his incompetence, and quickly made amends: "Of course, she doesn't often pull my ears, and besides, I let her go."

Shen Xuanqing raised her eyebrows and smiled, but didn’t expose him , he said: "I know big brother, I will buy one when I see it."

"Hey, that's right, don't just grow tall only, but also grow heart." Shen Yaoqing patted him on the shoulder again, looking relieved.

    There were not many things to sell today, except for the wild bath beads, there were ten badger skins, and there was no need to pull the cart. Shen Xuanqing told his family, and Lu Gu sent him out of the courtyard.

    When Shen Xuanqing was far away, Lu Gu called the puppy back, and went to the hall to continue embroidering a coat for Shen Yan.

    The women at home were doing needlework. Shen Yaoqing chopped the firewood for a while and saw that the sun was high, so he took a hemp rope and hatchet and went up the mountain to collect firewood. The firewood he collected these days hadn’t been sold, and he stuffed it into the woodshed. He was still thinking about it, he had no other work these two days, so he went up the mountain with Shen Xuanqing to cut more firewood and came back.

    When it was almost noon, Lu Gu was cooking in the kitchen, and Shen Yan was lighting the fire for him. At this moment, the puppy and Dahui barked and ran out of the yard.

    As soon as he heard it, he knew that Shen Xuanqing was back, but the vegetables hadn't been cut yet, and the meal was going to be served later, he couldn't stop, so he had to look out from the window.

    Not long after, Shen Xuanqing walked into the courtyard with a bamboo basket on his back, approached the kitchen and smiled when he saw Lu Gu, and said, "I'm back."

    Lu Gu's eyes brightened slightly, and he smiled lightly.

    "Mother." Seeing Wei Lanxiang coming out, Shen Xuanqing shouted, he unloaded the bamboo basket, and took out two oil-paper umbrellas from it. Standing in the kitchen, Lu Gu saw round green fruits under the bamboo basket. The green was so bright that it looked very fresh in the withering silence of early winter.

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    "Walking around at the pier, I bought some oranges when I saw someone selling oranges." After speaking, Shen Xuanqing glanced at Lu Gu with a smile on his brows.

    His fulang was timid and had never seen the world. Every time he encountered something he had never seen before, his eyes were always slightly opened, curious and surprised, obviously wanting to know what it was, because he was timid, he didn’t go forward.

    Every time he saw Lu Gu like this, he couldn't help laughing.

    "This color feels fresh no matter how many times I see it." Wei Lanxiang smacked her lips and said, "Is it cheaper this year?"

    When Shen Shunfu was there, he bought oranges for his family a few times. The seller came by boat from the far south, and the few times he bought them were not cheap, so he bought few oranges.

    "It's okay." Shen Xuanqing showed the two oil-paper umbrellas to Wei Lanxiang, and he didn’t say the price of the oranges, "You can use these two when there is snow."

 

    Wei Lanxiang opened the umbrella to take a look, the surface of the umbrella was painted with flowers, and it was beautiful. Shen Yan added some firewood to the bottom of the stove and ran out to look at it. Such a beautiful oil-paper umbrella made her laughed so much that her eyes almost disappeared, and she even held it around in her hand, and said to Lu Gu: "Brother Guzi, look."

    Lu Gu put the cut vegetables into the bowl, looked up and said, "It looks good."

    Every winter when it snowed heavily, he didn't go out very much. The little snow may look small when it floated, but it quickly turned into water when it fell on the body and head, which could make the clothes and hair became wet, and it felt too much to wear a bamboo hat. It was better to hold an oil-paper umbrella.

    The painted umbrellas were more expensive, but seeing the family members were so happy, Shen Xuanqing felt that the money was not wasted.

 

    "Go and eat it with sister-in-law." He took a few oranges from the bamboo basket and handed them to Shen Yan, and gave two to Wei Lanxiang, he said, "Mother, you can eat too."

After that, he took two more oranges and entered the kitchen, he handed one to Lu Gu, and said, "Smell it, the orange peel was different from other fruits."

    Lu Gu wiped his hands on the apron, and took it carefully. The green orange was quite big, plump and heavy. Gently sniffing it, the unique fragrance was really different.

    Shen Xuanqing peeled off the other one, squeezed the peeled orange peel, and a little juice splashed out, and the juice splashed towards Lu Gu, he quickly stepped back half a step, causing Shen Xuanqing to chuckle.

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