After being forced to raise a tyrannical prince, I was stalked insane

Chapter 93 Her Words Are Much Like That Person

"I'm afraid the jerky won't be available today, but if you like it, I'll prepare it later, and I'll probably be able to eat it tomorrow." Luo Qingqing said.

Su Shenggu hummed reservedly, and sent her what to do.

After a few words of politeness, Luo Qingqing stopped declining and went shopping with Fang Chuansu.

There are not many vegetables in the vegetable market.

Today's various supplies are limited.

Except for the big families who have their own farms, the rest basically just barely maintain food and clothing.

"Why don't you make a list for me, and I'll ask Yunlou if I can buy some for money."

Fang Chuansu suggested.

Luo Qingqing thought about it, but didn't object.

She and Fang Chuansu entered a bookstore, bought a set of the Four Treasures of the Study, and borrowed space.

"Your word..." Fang Chuansu looked at Luo Qingqing's handwriting and was slightly stunned.

Luo Qingqing was startled: Oh no, I was careless!

She quickly searched all the things about the original owner and Fang Chuansu in her mind, and after confirming that the two of them were just a couple, except for a few meals together, and had no written communication, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. He asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing..." Fang Chuansu quickly restrained his expression. He didn't say that he had seen this word in someone's study, and made up a reason: "I just think your writing is very powerful. I have never seen it before. It’s like being in a class of its own.”

He smiled and asked, "Which font did you learn?"

"Didn't you say that you are in a school of your own?" Luo Qingqing smiled, thinking of something, and suddenly asked: "Didn't I leave you a recipe about potatoes before? Why didn't I see you surprised at the time, and I didn't after that?" Hearing you mention it, I now have a shocked expression."

"Is there?" Fang Chuansu touched his nose: "Isn't it a little different when you see your writing up close?"

He half-truthfully said: "And I can't say why. When I read your writing just now, I felt that it was a style. Now that I read it again, I don't feel the same as before..."

Luo Qingqing smiled without saying a word, and did not expose his nonsense.

But when writing outside in the future, I'm afraid I really need to pay more attention.

What was the original owner's writing like before?

She recalled it in her heart, and found that she couldn't remember what the original owner's words looked like.

Maybe it's because I haven't written any words?

But it doesn't look like it should be... The original owner can read so many agricultural books on his own, and presumably he can recognize a lot of characters.

Is it possible to recognize and say that the writing is not good?

She doubted for a moment, thinking that she would have to search for the original owner's handwriting when she went back.

"Then I'm going to Yunlou, do you think we should go back first or go together?" Fang Chuansu took the menu and changed the subject in a timely manner: "Maybe we can bring back some wine."

"Brother Chuansu just look at the arrangement." Luo Qingqing said with a smile: "Anyway, whatever you get back, I will do whatever."

"That's what you said!" Fang Chuansu smiled mysteriously.

Luo Qingqing hummed, and then said: "I want to go to West Street to see if I can buy some bedding for my family. After all, I will be staying for a few days. It's not good that there are nothing, such as bowls and chopsticks, too. Not enough to buy some."

"It's just that I didn't think carefully." Fang Chuansu said apologetically, and then said: "Then let's split up!"

"it is good."

The two went shopping separately.

Fang Chuansu took a lot of meat from Yunlou, including chicken, duck, pig and fish, and even a large piece of venison, as well as a lot of vegetables and two handfuls of bean sprouts.

Luo Qingqing bought fifteen quilts and pillows here, and the boss was overjoyed to meet a big customer who used rice tickets!Not only did she warmly help with free door-to-door delivery, but she also gave her a lot of silk threads and fabrics.

"They're all little things that are left unused. You can take them back and practice female celebrity." The boss said.

Luo Qingqing thought that Yao shi was recuperating now, so she could only stay in the house lying, sitting, and in a daze, fearing that she would be bored.

Some needles and threads are good for killing time.

So he no longer declined: "Then thank you, boss."

The boss smiled and said thank you: "If it is used well, I will come here often in the future!"

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)