Chapter 65: 34.1

 Shen Xuanqing looked at the money bag embroidered with lion patterns, it was more delicate than the ones he had used before, and it was not too small, it was more than enough to hold more than two hundred copper coins on hand.

    The peasants were poor, their money bag mostly made of coarse clothes and few bright colors. When he was young, his home was fine, but Wei Lanxiang’s embroidery work was not as good as Lu Gu’s. If he could make it at home, there was  no reason to buy it outside. Besides, he didn’t pay much attention to these things, as long as he could hold money.

    After Lu Gu gave him the money bag, he lowered his head and said embarrassedly: "I'll serve the food."

The food in the kitchen was ready, just waiting to be eaten.

    Shen Xuanqing looked away from the money bag, the day's hard work seemed to be wiped away after receiving the money bag, it was made for him by his fulang    .

    He unconsciously showed a smile, and when he saw Lu Gu brought something out, he quickly stuffed the money bag into his arms, stepped forward courteously, and because of the surprise and excitement in his heart, he snatched Lu Gu's works, and said, "I'll do it."

Shen Xuanqing looked over with a smile in his eyes, which made Lu Gu a little flustered. Recently, he knew that Shen Xuanqing was handsome, but he didn't expect that with smile he would become even more handsome. He didn't dare to look more, thinking it would be rude and offensive.

    When the two of them sat down to eat, the smile on Shen Xuanqing's face remained undiminished, and the money bag was still in his arms, and he used this to pack the twenty taels of silver that he had exchanged after going down the mountain.

    There were often people in the family, so it was  more at ease to put the money down the mountain, so as to avoid the need to carry it back and forth up and down the mountain.

    The fish soup was delicious, and there was a bowl in front of both of them. Lu Gu tasted two mouthfuls, and the salt was just right. He only stewed two small fish, and the big ones was killed, and it was wrapped in coarse salt. Kept it for two days.

    The river was so close, and there were only two of them catching the fish. Once they were caught in the nets, there was  almost no chance of missing them. So they often ate fish on the mountain.

    Shen Xuanqing's mind was always on the money bag in his arms, it was a joy, like a blossoming of joy. It wass just that he suddenly remembered something, stopped his chopsticks, hesitated before asking: "When we are in Lu's house, you and Lu Wen both know how to do these things?"

 Because the Lu family was mentioned, he felt a little uneasy.

    "Money bags and sachets." Shen Xuanqing added.

    It turned out to be this, Lu Gu nodded subconsciously and said: "Well, he can do it too."

    Shen Xuanqing heard that this was not quite right, and asked again: "Then he often makes it and sells it to subsidize his family?"

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    Lu Gu was stunned, Putting down his chopsticks, his brows and eyes were puzzled, and he denied: "He often said that he would read and copy books, and occasionally he made one or two, Du..."

    He paused and continued: "Du Hehua took his, and the ones I made together. Sell ​​it in the town."

    From Lu Gu's point of view, Lu Wen's doing this was by no means a regular practice.

    When he was in Lu's house, Lu Wen ignored him. In the village, they seldom went out together. Because he was boring and not talkative at that time, and Du Hehua threatened him again, so he seldom talked to the villagers or gossipped together, so he didn’t know how Du Hehua bragged about Lu Wen to outsiders.

    And even if he heard someone praise for Lu Wen, he bowed his head and left because of his cowardice. People often said that he was  out of sight and out of mind, so he wouldn't be sad if he couldn't hear it.

    Hearing this, Shen Xuanqing frowned. At the beginning, the matchmaker told him that Lu Wen was sensible and caring, and that he was not like a young master who didn't do any work. It turned out to be a lie, but it made sense, if Lu Wen was really like what the matchmaker said Well, how could you do things like crazy.

    He hated the Lu family even more, but after seeing Lu Gu's uneasy expression, he felt a sense of gratitude that made him stretch his brows. Fortunately, it was Lu Gu who married back, not a villain like Lu Wen.

    "It's nothing, I'll just ask. When we got engaged, Du Hehua told the matchmaker that he made the money bag and sachet, but now it seems that's not the case." Shen Xuanqing said a few words, seeing Lu Gu in a daze, he hesitated , and said: "What you made were better than the ones I have seen in the town."

When Lu Gu heard that Du Hehua put the money bag and the sachet he made on Lu Wen's head, he felt awkward and uncomfortable. It was him who did a lot.

    It was just that before the grievance surfaced in his heart, he heard Shen Xuanqing said that he was good.

    The word "good" made him bowed his head shyly, and he felt joyful because of the praise, so he couldn't help whispering: "This money bag is big, it can hold a lot of silvers and a lot of copper coins, and I bought other cloth, and I'll make it for you a small money bag, which can hold scattered silver and a hundred or so copper coins, and can be used when going out."

    When he was at home at the foot of the mountain, Shen Xuanqing glanced at Lu Gu's sewing basket, but didn't pay attention, his mother and sister-in-law often did some needlework, he thought that Lu Gu was also doing it, so he didn't think about it at all, and now he heard that he wanted to make a money bag for him, and he put aside all the bad things, and nothing was as good as his fulang making things for himself, he was happy.

    "Okay, give it to me when you're done." He promised again and again, and urged him earnestly as if he was afraid that Lu Gu wouldn’t give it.

    "En." Lu Gu nodded, and asked one more question: "Then do you have any patterns you want me to embroider?"

    Shen Xuanqing said, "I will use whatever you do, and I don't understand these things ."

Hearing this, Lu Gu thought for a while, then it was better to use tiger stripes, and it always felt inappropriate to use anything else.

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