Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

Chapter 206 206. Shen Family Village

Shenjia Village.

In the early spring, it is warm and cold.

"It's this cold, it's a bit too much."

Shen Xingqi muttered something in a low voice, feeling a little cold, and added a piece of charcoal to the red-hot iron stove.

She picked up the half-embroidered purse, pinched the embroidery needle with her white and slender fingers and slowly filled up the stitches, one stitch after another.

This speed is more than twice as slow as usual.

Shen Xingqi's thoughts drifted away again.

The people in the village and the mob fought all night and finally ushered in the rescue of the army. After the excitement, exhaustion followed, and most of them went home to take a good rest.

Shen Xingqi was grateful for the hard work of her brother and sister-in-law, so she specially boiled a pot of red dates and ginger soup to drive away the cold.

Just now, she brought the hot soup to him.

"Strange, how do you feel that they are different? Is it really my illusion?"

Obviously just haven't seen him for a while.

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, and finally attributed the strangeness in her heart to her own superstition.

"My brother and sister-in-law's clothes are a little too small, I need to make a few more."

The master bedroom of the Shen family.

A small porcelain pot and dishes were placed on the table near the paper window, and hot air wafted out of the gap in the pot.

The aroma of red dates mixed with the spicy taste of shredded ginger immediately filled the whole cabin.

A man and a woman in the room were wearing the coarse clothes that the countrymen of the Yan Dynasty often wore, but it was embarrassing that the sleeves on the young man seemed to be three fingers short.

".puff."

Cheng Xi swore that she didn't really want to laugh.

It's just that the scene in front of me was too inconsistent, especially when the expression of the person concerned was no longer as stable and calm as before.

Haha~ You also have times of embarrassment and disbelief?
This is really, really rare!
Shen Xingluo was surprised only for a moment, then lightly lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"how is this possible?"

Cheng Xi didn't mind Qiuhou's reckoning at all, "My husband is so broad-minded and courageous, he even put himself in danger, and almost died with that zombie!"

"If I'm not sure, I won't make a move."

"I thought we had reached a consensus a long time ago, and you brought it up yourself, remember?"

Cheng Xi sat next to him, put his arms on the wooden table, as if planning to have a deep chat.

"The creek."

Shen Xingluo raised his eyes, "Even if I don't make a move, you will not let Zhuang Xuan and Xu Qingzhou fall into danger."

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Cheng Xi was stunned.

At first, the apocalypse was just a short thrilling journey for the two of them.

It's very common to meet people during the journey. If you don't have close friends and say hello, you will just be each other's passers-by. But during the four-month journey, it is inevitable to meet a few people with the right temper.

They are no longer just a name, but a living life.

There is an emotional bond between them, even if they don't see each other in the future.

Cheng Xi does not deny that she has already classified a few people as friends, and will help them even if they have to pay a price when they are in distress.

She was originally angry that Shen Xingluo was too risky to threaten his life, but now it sounds like he took her feelings into consideration?
Or is the latter the majority?

Cheng Xi's mind reappeared that pair of captivating eyes at that time, and suddenly lost the momentum just now.

"...have some ginger soup."

She opened the porcelain lid to let the hot soup evaporate, and poured it into a bowl with a wooden spoon.

The fingers of Shen Xingluo's right hand on the opposite side were bent, and they were casually placed in front of the wooden table, as if observing a kitten that had just retracted its claws.

"Madame's dress is also short."

"At most one finger."

Cheng Xi has indeed grown so much, but the dresses of ancient women were always too big, and I can't see much of it now.

It saves fabric.

When the jujube and ginger soup was drunk into the mouth, the spicy feeling invaded the whole mouth immediately, and a layer of fine sweat gradually appeared on the tip of the nose.

For the villagers of Shenjia Village, they have just experienced a frightening battle.

The same is true for Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi.

After the high-level multi-line zombie was dealt with, the tide of zombies gradually subsided, and there were not a few eyes that fell on the two of them as if they were studying magical animals.

In addition to the survivors of the Central China base, there are also those who are in power.

Considering that there was too much commotion this time, and the Interstellar Supermarket no longer needed the two of them to take care of it personally, they simply took this opportunity to leave the plane of the last days.

After drinking the love ginger soup from his sister, Cheng Xi decisively went back to the bedroom of the space, closed his eyes and took a good rest.

When she woke up again, the sun in Shenjia Village was already in the south.

"what?"

After three hours outside, isn’t that space
"Madam slept for seven hours."

The man holding the ancient book in front of the table did not even raise his head, and accurately reported the exact duration.

The porcelain pot originally used to hold ginger soup was replaced by a purple teapot, and a cup was exuding the aroma of black tea.

Cheng Xi came over and poured himself a glass, "When did you get up?"

"An hour ago."

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Is it outside for an hour or in space? You make me feel mentally handicapped.

But it wasn't the first time she lost her mind in front of Shen Xingluo.

This problem only remained with Cheng Xi for a second, and soon disappeared.

"The weather is getting better day by day. The snow disaster should be over soon. What are your plans for the future?"

"Farming, preparing for the test in Beijing in August."

"Shouldn't the trial be in March or April?"

Cheng Xi remembered that it was the end of March, and suddenly realized, "This year's Spring Festival has been postponed."

During the Chinese New Year, more than half of the people in the Great Yan Dynasty were struggling through the snowstorm, and their lives were once threatened. How could anyone reach the capital to participate in the examination.

"It has not been postponed. Students from Beijing Middle School have already participated in Chunwei. Your Majesty cherishes talents and will set up an additional test for students from other places in August. At that time, students from Beijing Middle School will participate in the palace test together."

Shen Xingluo opened a page of the book, "And this news should not have spread yet."

"So it is."

Cheng Xi knew that the news came from his past life memory.

She glanced at the scar on the side of Shen Xingluo's face, it was very shallow now.

There are many scar-removing ointments in pharmacies in the last days, and they are also available in the system mall, but they are not used due to the shortcomings of ancient medical techniques.

It's time for a clear path.

However, Cheng Xi always felt that the scars made Shen Xingluo look more attractive.

However, you have to look at your face Σ(⊙▽⊙“a
"In that case, farming is the top priority."

As for reading?

Instead of worrying about Shen Xingluo, it is better to comfort those students who are in the same class as him.

Competing with such a white cut black is probably a bad luck for eight lifetimes.

"Do we have land at home?"

"Yes, my parents are not good at farming, and they don't live in the village all year round. The few acres of Susukida at home have been rented by Uncle Mantun."

Shen Xingluo closed the book, "There will be a rapid drop in temperature in mid-April, and there will be no crops in Lin'an Prefecture and the area to the north."

(End of this chapter)