Nine hundred and seventieth chapters sewing clothes
Zhang Huzi kept making weird looks at Huang Tao. Huang Tao had no choice but to bite the bullet and whisper: "Su Niang, look..."
"You can make up for it if you want me to, bring me some money." Su Niang held back her laughter and spread her bare hands and said.
"Yes, yes, yes, I have the money, how much do I need?" Zhang Huzi hurriedly asked for the money from his arms, saying repeatedly.
"One hundred taels."
"One, one, one hundred taels!?" Zhang Huzi opened his mouth wide, surprised that he could stuff a millstone into it.
"If not, no need to talk." Su Niang snorted coldly.
Zhang Huzi had a bitter look on his face, and turned around to look at a few people who also had bitter looks on their faces. They froze on the spot, and the hands they were asking for money were trembling slightly.
The soldier surnamed Ma gave a wry smile and said: "A hundred taels of silver, hey, it will take several years for us to save up even if we don't eat or drink."
Su Niang retracted her hands and raised her chin, with a look of success.
Zhang Huzi glanced at the remaining mended clothes with lingering fear, and asked carefully: "What about these?"
"These are just supplements, they don't cost anything." Su Niang said grandly, as if she didn't feel at all that she had just opened her mouth like a lion.
Zhang Huzi rolled his eyes, thought about it, pulled Mo'er who was watching the excitement aside, and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, Mo'er, do you think the cakes uncle brought you are delicious?" After saying that, he took a piece.
The pastries were stuffed into Mo'er's hands.
Mo'er glanced at Su Niang, took a small taste, nodded and said, "It's delicious."
Li Luo glanced at it and saw that it was a pastry, but it was just an ordinary pancake with one or two red beans garnished on it. It looked a bit shabby, but Mo'er still held it in the palm of his hands. It was extremely precious.
Li Luo felt inexplicably sour in his heart. Although he had never been extravagant or wasteful when he was in the camp, if Mu Tianlang wanted to cook, it would not be difficult to make some top-quality dishes. They were both Dagan soldiers, but they were different.
great.
"Can I bring you some next time?"
"Okay, thank you Uncle Zhang."
"Mo'er, be good!" Zhang Huzi touched the top of Mo'er's head and said in a low voice, "But you have to do Uncle Zhang a favor."
"What are you busy with?"
"How about you ask your mother to mend this dress? After it's mended, Uncle Zhang will bring you some cakes you haven't eaten next time."
Mo'er glanced at Zhang Huzi suspiciously and said in a naive voice: "But these are the only pastries that Uncle Zhang brought. I've eaten them all."
Zhang Huzi's face turned red, he patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Zhang will do what he says. Uncle Zhang knows everything, and the food he keeps is better than your mother's."
Su Niang paused and shouted angrily: "You are asking for a beating, you are so old, you are not ashamed to lie to a child."
Zhang Huzi said pitifully: "Then what should we do? With the clothes like this, several of us dare not go back to the camp. We can only sleep outside the camp today. It's freezing. I don't know if we can survive it. Su Niang,
For the sake of our past friendship, we will collect the bodies for us tomorrow."
Su Niang couldn't help laughing, and laughed and scolded: "Who is in love with you? You are talking nonsense." After saying that, she took the clothes from Huang Tao's hand, her expression changed, and she said boredly, "I am not young anymore, I am not ashamed to be like this." No.
I know who Su Niang is talking about.
Zhang Huzi was overjoyed, hugged Mo'er and kissed her.
Mo'er quickly pushed away Zhang Beard and called out in a crisp voice: "Zha."
"It's good to have a beard, so you look like a man. Look at those without beards, they don't look like men. When you grow up, you will have to have a beard like Uncle Zhang to look good." Zhang Huzi glanced sideways at Li
At first glance, he was still hostile, but he didn't know why.
Huang Tao coughed slightly, a little dumbfounded. There were no beards here, except for the weak-headed Mo'er. The only ones left were Li Luo and himself.
Mo'er was doubtful, and looked at Zhang Huzi with big eyes, then at Li Luo, and finally stuck out his head to look at Huang Tao, and asked blankly: "Why is it that a man is a man if he has a beard? Aren't Uncle Huang and Mr. Huang men men?"
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Only then did Zhang Huzi realize that Huang Tao behind him also had a face as white as a jade, with a white face and no beard, and he said vaguely: "Absolutely."
Su Niang dropped the thread in her hand and scolded: "I can't sew clothes anymore!"
"Sew, of course, I won't say anything."
Su Niang snorted and reprimanded: "Mo'er, don't listen to his nonsense. If you want to learn from him, just imitate your Uncle Huang and Mr. Huang. What's so strange about having a beard? Ask him how many words he knows?"
"I was not born into a good family. If my family had not lacked food and clothing, I would be able to speak sour and sophisticated words now."
"Haha, I just admire your braggadocio. We were taught how to read and read in the camp, but you slept the most soundly." The soldier surnamed Ma didn't show any dignity to his beard, and laughed loudly.
Zhang Huzi chuckled and said, "That's right, I can sleep even if the sky falls. Only when you sleep well can you stay energetic."
Su Niang gave her beard a white look, smiled coquettishly and said, "It's amazing."
After saying that, he lowered his head to remove the crooked silk threads, and then mended it stitch by stitch. His expression was peaceful, with a hint of shyness, and there was a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
It was quiet under the tea shed. Maybe it was because the weather was still cold. The business at Su Niang Tea shed was a bit chilling. Except for Li Luo and a few people, no pedestrians on the street seemed interested in taking a second look.
Zhang Huzi glanced at Su Niang, who was concentrating on mending clothes, and then glanced at Li Luo warily. He winked at the military brothers sitting on the seat and started talking to himself: "Hey, you said we join the army to fight, what?
That’s when the time comes.”
The soldier surnamed Ma teased: "Why, do you miss your wife's warm bed?"
"Hehe, not only that, the two boys at home haven't seen each other for several years, and I don't know if they still recognize me."
"Haha, you are afraid that if you haven't been home for a few years, your mother-in-law will run away with someone else."
Zhang Beard rolled his eyes and cursed: "Fart, my mother-in-law has been taken care of by me a long time ago. She is looking forward to my coming home day and night. It's like you, hum, act like a grandson when you go home."
, being bossed around by my wife."
"You know what the heck, that's because I'm willing to do it. You're just putting on airs, and maybe you're the one who's the stronger one, and maybe you can't do it elsewhere, and you have to make a fool of yourself and look fat."
Zhang Huzi laughed and cursed a few times, his words were extremely vulgar, but the life-and-death friendship between brothers in the army could not be faked. Even though his words were a bit outrageous, no one took it to heart and laughed it off.
Zhang Huzi sighed in a blink of an eye and said: "You don't care how many of us there are. The general is already in his thirties. He has been guarding Yimachuan for so many years and is still alone now. Tell me, let the brothers get it."
Worry more."
"The emperor is not in a hurry, eunuchs are not, and the general is not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry? Is there any use in being anxious? If you are really anxious, why not find a general for you."