I am born with insufficiency

Chapter 122 Peach Blossom Beauty Makeup ([-])
The woman Niao Tingting walked away, and everyone came back to their senses.

"It's so beautiful." Gu Buquan looked at the direction in which the woman left and admired endlessly.

"Sister Buquan, Xiaosheng suddenly remembered that there are important things to do, so I'll take my leave first." Chen Chuzhi pondered for a while, and quickly said goodbye to Gu Buquan and left.

"Remember, you are Ling'an, not a fool, don't forget what the number one god catcher in the world should do."

Before leaving, Chen Chuzhi deliberately whispered into Ling An's ear again.

Then he cupped his fists towards Gu Buquan, got up and jumped over the fence, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Humph."

Little Eunuch Gao also deliberately turned his head and gave Ling An a supercilious look, and jumped away after Chen Chuzhi, which was quite different from the previous coy attitude.

"He, he, he, this scholar can also kung fu." Hua Rattle was dumbfounded.

I'm used to looking at Chen Chu's sour and fake nerdy face, but I didn't expect him to be so good.

Thinking of all the ugly things she had said to him in the past, he didn't beat her to the ground in a fit of anger at that time, it was really merciful, the more I think about it, the more I feel scared.

"He's not a scholar, but King Ji." Gu Buquan said lightly.

"En." Ling An responded.

Looking at the direction where King Ji's master and servant left, he thought to himself, this skill does not seem to be inferior to him, he is worthy of King Ji who gallops on the battlefield as a young man.

But, why do people feel that they are chasing after that woman?Is King Ji the kind of master who falls in love with a beauty?Didn't you just say you want to compete fairly with him?
"Gu Buquan, do you like King Ji or Chen Chuzhi?" Hua Yaoling asked, and added maliciously, "It doesn't matter which one, I can tell, he's after the beauty."

Gu Buquan squinted at the flower and rattled the bell: "What do you think?"

Hua Yaoling shook her flowery skirt, and retorted: "I think, no matter whether you like King Ji or the scholar, just don't grab 1000 taels of silver from me."

In Hua Yaoling's eyes, Ling'an is a 1000 taels of silver who can walk, and it is also a 1000 taels of silver that she can't get even after racking her brains. The feeling of love and hate keeps her awake at night.

Gu Buquan heard the words but remained silent.

Ling An quietly glanced at Gu Buquan, and a sour smell of jealousy hit his heart, no matter whether she liked Chen Chuzhi or King Ji, he couldn't bear it.

"Don't be dazed, work quickly, what they want is a high-quality coffin." Gu Buquan patted Ling An on the shoulder, and waved the paper in his hand to him.

It wasn't until this moment that she remembered that the woman only said that she had ordered a good coffin, but she didn't mention the size, it was for men and women.

"Then beat it as for men, longer and wider and thicker." Gu Buquan instructed Ling An.

"But why do I look like I ordered it for her?" Hua Yaoling glanced at Gu Buquan and said.

"This……"

Has anyone ordered a coffin for themselves three days in advance?At that time, who restrained her, and who mourned for her?

Gu Buquan thought for a while, as if he had never encountered such a thing since selling the coffin.

"This woman seems to be from a rich family, so you can't take care of everything. You won't give away the coffin for nothing this time, right?" Hua Yaoling asked.

"En." Gu Buquan and Ling An both nodded.

Hua Yaoling rolled her eyes angrily, "It looks like you guys."

Angrily, he turned his head and went back to the house, curled up on the kang under the quilt, shivering because of the cold, because the planed wood fragments had to be saved to burn the kang at night, and the kang was basically cold during the day.

If it weren't for the hope of selling some money to eat and drink, Hua Rattle would have split all the coffin boards and burned the kang to keep warm.

Gu Buquan sat in front of the fence and was in a daze.

This extremely cold weather made her miss the warm Maple Leaf Town. Although there was winter there, she never had such a biting feeling. She could even walk barefoot on the beach in winter, facing the sea breeze and learning how seagulls fly.

Unknowingly, she opened her arms and learned how to fly a seagull.

Unknowingly, he stopped what he was doing, held the plane knife, and watched intently.

However, the beautiful seagull couldn't help but sneezed as it flew.

Ling An immediately put down the planer in his hand, and went into the room to get Gu Buquan's cloak to put on for her. This thoughtful and considerate look made Hua Rattle so angry that he threw another cup.

"You are selling coffins. How can you learn to fly and dance in front of a great dancer? Who do you want?"

Hua rang the bell and showed off her flower skirt, and simply danced in the courtyard, just like how triumphant she was on the oiran arena in Qingzhou Prefecture that day, even though there were only two spectators in the audience.

"See it clearly, I can dance to the gods with rattles, and I can also be an oiran. Wherever I go, I can attract the attention of everyone. Can't I take care of you? Wherever I go, I still sell coffins!"

"Yes, I still sell coffins."

Only then did Hua Yingling turn around and go back to the room with satisfaction, and wrapped the quilt up again, her teeth chattering with the cold.

Gu Buquan couldn't help sighing, he didn't expect to travel thousands of miles to the capital, but he ended up opening a coffin shop. Could it be that he will be stuck with coffins in this life?

Eh, it's still hard to understand.

Ling An looked at her with a smile and didn't speak. He just buried himself in sawing, planing and nailing, and he didn't stop until the afternoon, holding his masterpiece in front of Gu Buquan.

It was a seagull flying.

"Seagull!"

Gu Buquan hugged the wooden seagull with tears in her eyes in surprise, not only because of the seagull, but also because, at this moment, she had already determined from the bottom of her heart that the person next to her was the fool who had a heart-to-heart with her.

He didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes, and she smiled immediately.

Neither of them spoke, but they could see each other's heart from each other's eyes, and the two hands finally held together.

From the moment she didn't leave with Master, he had already decided to protect her throughout his life.

And from this moment on, she also decided to stay with him in this life and never leave him.

"Hmm." Hua Rattle coughed heavily.

Ling An had no choice but to let go of Gu Buquan's hand, and said, "I'm going to chop wood."

"Yes. Go early and return early." Gu Buquan nodded gently, and personally sent Ling An out of the fence, watching him go away before turning around.

Hua rattle's teeth are already clenched.

This is not at all like the coffin shop owner and the clerk, but the situation where the wife sends her husband out to make a living. Where do you put her flower rattles?
"What the hell!" Hua Rattle rushed over, snatching the wooden seagull from Gu Buquan's hand.

"What's the use of wasting wood to make this crap? Real seagulls can at least kill the stew. Is this wooden thing good for hunger or cold? It's better to burn it for warmth."

As Hua rattled the bell, she stuffed the wooden seagulls and pieces of wood into the Kang cave, and the people pushed and shoved in the Kang cave without taking a step away.

Gu Buquan became anxious, and shouted: "Hua rang the bell, you can split the coffin and burn the kang, and return the seagull to me."

"No!"

Hua rattles the bell's stubbornness, knowing that the wooden seagull is more important than the coffin in Gu Buquan's heart, so she wants to make her feel bad.

"Hua rattles the bell, can I give you the cloak?" Gu Buquan softened.

"This..." Hua Rattle stared at the cloak, and finally nodded.

This is Gu Buquan's only cloak that can keep out the cold. It was given to her by her master in exchange for the price of five coffins. Hua rattles her eyes for a long time.

Why not exchange Gu Buquan's cloak with Gu Buquan's wooden seagull?No matter how you calculate it, you are making money.

Hua Rattle happily draped the cloak on her body, and walked around the yard several times. It's one thing to be warm or not, but it's the right thing to win over Gu Buquan.

"Are you because of the seagull, or because of the idiot?" Hua Yingling asked.

"Because of the idiot." Gu Buquan replied decisively.

Hua Yaoling was stunned for a moment, then asked again, "Because he's worth 1000 taels of silver?"

Gu Buquan looked at the flowers and rang the bell, and replied firmly: "In your eyes, he is worth 1000 taels, but in my eyes, he is a priceless treasure."

Hua Rattle opened her mouth and didn't speak any more. She turned her head and fastened the door firmly, and didn't open it all night.

Until the early morning of the next day, when Ling An dragged the wood back to the yard of Fu's house, he saw Gu Buquan sleeping in the coffin in the yard with the wooden seagull in his arms. Fortunately, Sun Xiaokong's fur was thick enough to shield her from the cold, so it was so , she was still shivering with cold.

He couldn't control his distress any longer, and he held her in his arms.

"Hua Lingling, if you still want to stay here, don't let me see you making trouble for no reason again."

In such an extremely cold weather, Hua Rattle locked Gu Buquan outside the house all night, which made him unable to hold back his anger any longer.

Gu Buquan looked at Ling'an in surprise, and the flower rattles in the room trembled.

Since getting to know Ling An, this is the most emphatic sentence they have heard from him, and he has never called flowers by name and rang the bell like this.

The door of the room opened with a bang, and Hua Yaoling stepped out, her eyes lingering coldly on Ling An and Gu Buquan's faces for a moment.

"Gu Buquan, I don't want to see you again." She pointed at Ling An and said coldly, "You'd better remember what you said to give me back your life."

Turning around and stomping his feet, he left decisively.

"Ringling girl..." Ling An chased after her, but there was no sign of Huayingling around, so she couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Little did they know that Hua Yingling was hiding in the tea bushes, until Ling An returned to the yard, she got up and walked away crying.

"She has nowhere else to go, she will come back." Gu Buquan comforted Ling An, and also comforted himself, "Also, she took all the money away, so she will take good care of herself."

"Hmm." He nodded.

"Is the owner of the coffin shop here?" A warm and magnetic voice sounded.

I saw a young man standing outside the fence. He didn't go in, but just handed over a piece of paper and said, "I want a good coffin, and it will be delivered to this place in three days."

He smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth curled up, spoke politely, was well-dressed, and looked very energetic, with a strong bookish look without looking staid.

He is a gentle and refined man, but he doesn't look like a man whose family needs a coffin.

Gu Buquan was stunned for a while, Ling An took the note and nodded.

The man handed over a tael of silver as a deposit, then gave a salute, turned and left.

"It's so strange." Gu Buquan said after the man walked away.

Although not everyone who buys a coffin must look heartbroken, it is still rare for such a detached and calm person to come to order a coffin, and a man and a woman who come here within a day are all like this, which is unavoidable. Puzzled.

"Hey, how big is the coffin? For men and women?"

Gu Buquan thought of chasing after him, the man had gone far away.

"It can only be beaten for men, longer and wider and thicker." Gu Buquan said with a wry smile.

What happened today?It's so lost, it doesn't look like a coffin that has been sold for many years.

However, what surprised them even more was that three days later, when they were about to transport the completed coffin into the city, they found two pieces of paper that read "No. 40, Eight Rooms, Nine Alleys, West of the City."

The coffin was to be sent to the same address.

　Well, how should I put it, I found that the book friends were reading it silently without saying a word, the little author broke down and said

　　
　
(End of this chapter)