"I'll ask when I get back." Hearing that she was beaten, Zhao Zicheng's face sank.

His gaze quickly swept over her, and finally landed on her forehead.

When I first saw her yesterday when I shot the wild dog, I noticed that she had a wound on her forehead.

But after all, it had nothing to do with him and it was inconvenient to ask, so I didn't care about it later.

I found that the scars had faded a lot this morning, but they were still there, and I can see them now.

But he didn't expect this injury to be beaten when he was his bride in his house.

Bullied her into not taking off her hijab, can't you see the face of the murderer?

"Did you remove the hijab yourself?" Thinking of the red hijab, Zhao Zicheng's face suddenly turned ugly.

"You weren't here yesterday, I was dragged into your house by those two shrews, locked in the house, and beaten, do you think we are like getting married?"

Lin Xiaofu glanced at Zhao Zicheng, yesterday's family affair was ridiculous.

They lowered their voices, and they were shabby, and although the Buzhuang guys didn't drive them out, they didn't come over to do business enthusiastically.

As a result, no one heard what they were saying.

"Got it."

Zhao Zicheng took Lin Xiaofu's complaint as a complaint, looked at her deeply, but did not say more.

When he saw that she rejected pink, he bought two kinds of muslin fabrics, pink-purple and powder-blue.

Although her complexion is not white, she has a smart temperament, and her big eyes always give him the feeling of a naughty bad girl.

He felt that any color could wear vivid beauty on her.

"I do it myself? I don't know how to make clothes. ”

Lin Xiaofu saw that Zhao Zicheng had bought the fabric and was leaving, so he knew that he had bought it back for her to make it for herself, and he was immediately embarrassed.

This is the first time in my life that I feel ashamed.

She is very good at using a scalpel, a silver needle, and embroidering to make clothes, which she has never touched......

Zhao Zicheng couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to hand over the fabric to the tailor of the cloth village and agreed to pick it up two days later.

After leaving the cloth village, Zhao Zicheng bought two pairs of silk flowers, two hair bands, combs, toiletries and other things for Lin Xiaofu at a street stall.

She didn't have anything, so she naturally had to buy these things, so she went to the shoe store and bought her two new pairs of shoes.

I didn't expect him to spend money very generously, Lin Xiaofu really wanted to ask him for some pocket money.

However, as soon as she tested him, she was stared at by his suspicious gaze, which frightened her and quickly dismissed her mind.

Is he afraid that it will be easier for her to escape if she takes the money?

It was almost noon after buying these things, and when they were about to leave the town, they bought two meat buns and two steamed buns, and ate them as they walked.

Even if they can rush back now, I'm afraid there won't be any lunch left for them to eat.

"Twenty dollars here, don't let your mother know if you keep it."

On the way back to the village, Zhao Zicheng suddenly took out his money bag and counted twenty yuan out.

"Didn't you sell a few taels of silver, why did you only keep twenty wen?" Lin Xiaofu looked at him puzzled.

"Didn't you say that your mother wanted you to earn back the two taels of dowry by yourself?"

"You sold a beaver for three taels, and those rabbits also sold for one hundred and thirty-eight wen, so you can give two taels out."

Twenty Wen, if you want to save private money, you have to save until the Year of the Monkey?

On this trip to the town, Lin Xiaofu also had a certain understanding of money and prices, and knew that as long as this hunter hit good things, he would still make money.

It's a pity that all the money he earns has to be handed over to that powerful mother.

"It cost 38 wen to buy cloth just now, 10 wen for tailor's handiwork, 20 wen for two pairs of shoes, 23 wen for other small pieces, 6 wen for buns and steamed buns, and 20 wen for saving, which is a lot."

Zhao Zicheng calculated an account and said worriedly: "If I let my mother know that we have used up so much, I will curse." ”