Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 702 Reason
Aunt Wu hesitated for a moment: "What Sanniang said makes sense..."

Madam Cui curled up her fingers uncontrollably, dripping with cold sweat, and her back was wet.

She would be like this whenever she was nervous, and this problem would not be cured until death.

Aunt Wu looked around and sighed: "It's just that Mrs. Cui... the betrothal gifts given by the account are worth it. Since Mrs. Cui is going to marry, the betrothal gifts should be given, and the account is not small. These years There were not ten young ladies who offered him a portrait, there were eight, and he never accepted it, since he has taken a fancy to Mrs Cui, no matter how high the betrothal gift is, he should give it if he likes it."

"But it's not easy for us Magu to save some dowry. In addition to farming, she used to do work for others. During the off-season, a woman would go to the pier to carry big bags. She would do whatever she could to make money. Now not only the treasures her father gave her People cheated, even money... I think, at least let their family pay back our Magu's dowry money."

The villagers nodded.

"We Magu have always been thrifty, so we don't want to eat, we don't want to drink, and the money we have saved with great difficulty was given to such a bastard for nothing, and it makes me feel very uncomfortable when I think about it."

Mrs. Cui smiled wryly: "I can't say anything now, but folks, don't worry, if I go back this time, even if I sell my clothing store, I have to pay back the debt, otherwise I won't be able to feel at ease for the rest of my life, let alone stepping on it." Be down-to-earth...ready to marry."

When she said this, the villagers immediately muttered in private—the monk could not run away from the temple if he ran away, and this Mrs. Cui opened a shop in the county town, so what if she went back?Besides, she can't do it either.

Gu Xiang tried a few more words of persuasion. Seeing that the villagers couldn't be persuaded, they looked a little unhappy. He fixedly looked at Mrs. Cui, sneered, and didn't speak again.

The villagers were stunned for a while, and then suddenly remembered that they still had to go to 'Gu Ji' to enjoy the [-]% off food, and immediately forgot about these messy things, and hurriedly urged Gu Xiang: "Sanniang, don't worry about this, our Gu Zhuang is not as good as you now. In the past, I will never be bullied for nothing, let's go."

During the conversation, the big guys dispersed for more than half.

Madam Cui's gaze quietly passed through the backs of the villagers, and landed on Gu Xiang's body. After watching for a long time, she slowly supported an old tree beside her, and leaned against the tree to gently pat her cramped calf.

She had been pretending to be angry, startled, and scared, but just now, when she saw Gu Xiang and the maid behind her, it was like a snake meeting an eagle, like seeing a natural enemy, her heart seemed to be entwined by vines, holding back She could barely breathe.

She hadn't experienced such rich emotions for many years.

After wiping off her sweat, Mrs. Cui went back to Uncle Wang's house where she was staying, and went to the yard next door to see that Xiang Shenglong's luggage had disappeared, even the important box hidden under the bed.

In her heart, she only believed half or three that Xiang Shenglong had really betrayed her and ran away, but at this moment she already had eight or nine percent of her belief.

That bastard Xiang Shenglong, in order to show his face in front of Mrs. Zhang, has never used any means.

Mrs. Cui became more and more anxious. She also needs credit. Although it is different from what Xiang Xiaozi asks for, she also urgently needs to make credit so that she can find a better way of life for her few little things who kill thousands of knives.

This job was handled by her from beginning to end, and she worked hard to plan it. If someone else picked the peaches in the end, she wouldn't even be able to eat any leftovers, and wouldn't she vomit to death?

Mrs. Cui didn't even dare to pack all her bags. She only brought a few important items with her, and hurried out the door, called the boy who was following her, and drove the donkey cart towards the outside of the village.

Walking on the bluestone road that was too smooth in Guzhuang, Mrs. Cui's whole heart was pulled together, and her muscles were tense.

Passing through the gate of 'Gu Ji', Mrs. Cui suddenly grabbed the short sword in her hand and held it tightly.

At this time in Gu Ji, Gu Xiangcai put tripe, beef heart, beef tendon, beef and other dry beef into the earthen pot by category, and stewed it carefully with various seasonings.

It is very rare to kill a cow in the village. Gu Xiang is also very concerned about the beef in these crock pots. They have to stew them separately first. The ingredients and heat are different for each, and they have to be combined in the pot at the end.

Xue Ying jumped down from the tree outside the kitchen, stared into the distance, and suddenly said: "Her sword is not bad, I want it."

Before the words finished, Gu Xiang felt that Xue Ying's shoulders seemed to be sinking, and the sword wrapped in rags on her shoulders seemed to be moving.

It's just a feeling. Looking at it, the sword is naturally impossible to move, and it is not a person.

Xue Ying stared at the outside of the gate, his expression ready to move.

Gu Xiang: "...We are decent people and cannot be robbers."

Xue Ying bowed his head silently, and sighed: "That is a good sword, it would be a pity to follow her."

Gu Xiang: "..."

She could actually see some helpless regret from Xue Ying's face.

However, Xue Ying's Three Views are not right in the first place, and this is not a matter of a day or two, as long as she just talks about it and doesn't really go to steal other people's things... then talk about it.

Counting the time, Gu Xiang opened one of the jars, and the rich aroma of roast beef came out. She quickly picked up a large piece of meat with tendons, put it in Xueying's bowl, and handed it over.

"Try it and see how soft and hard it is, is it tasty?"

Before Gu Xiang finished speaking, the boss buried Xue Ying's face with a piece of beef the size of a fist, and he just muttered words that no one could understand, just like a contented big cat.

Seeing this, Gu Xiang hurriedly scooped up another two big chunks for her. Cats that are full of food and drink are relatively lazy and do not move. Now she is really afraid that her snow eagle will want to exercise.

We were tasting meat here, but tasted a little too much, the old dog followed Qiu Li and the others quickly approached, and smiled when he entered the door: "Our neighbors all opened the windows and doors, and ran out of the yard to eat one by one. Woolen cloth."

Qiu Li laughed: "The shade of the trees outside our door is almost becoming busier than tiles. When it's meal time, there is a rush of people."

The meals of 'Gu Ji' are economical and delicious, but no matter how wealthy the family is, they can't bear to eat every day and go to restaurants every day, that's not how they live.

At first, the surrounding villagers closed the doors and windows as soon as they smelled the smell, and beat the children. There are always children who will be greedy. Later, they found out, why close the door, and quickly bring out all the food at home to enjoy the smell Eating, even ordinary rice with the flavor of 'Gu Ji' rice, can add a lot of color.

It is said that the [-]-year-old lady in the neighbor's house is not good at eating anything on weekdays. Since she learned to borrow the fragrance of "Gu Ji" rice, she can now eat two big bowls of rice in one meal.

The old doctors said that if she takes good care of her, she will not suffer from any serious illness in the future, and she will live to eighty without any problem.

Since then, the woods outside 'Gu Ji' has completely become the favorite dining place for the common people in Gu Zhuang. Every meal time, the seats have to be scrambled.

(End of this chapter)