Futian space small peasant girl

Chapter 102
Luo Tian just looked at Qingqiu with sharp eyes, and didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious.That is, as long as Qingqiu speaks out, then he will definitely not make that person feel better.

Seeing Luo Tian's expression, Qingqiu's eyes were full of teasing.

"Are you really going to teach that villain who pissed me off?"

Luo Tian nodded.

"you."

Luo Tian was confused.

"It's you." Qingqiu raised his hand, poked Luo Tian's chest, and ate some tofu by the way.

Luo Tian raised his hand and pointed at himself. "I?"

"That's right, it's you." Qingqiu looked at Luo Tian with a smile on his lips.

After Luo Tian was sure that Qingqiu was talking about him, he raised his hand and hit him without thinking.

Fortunately, Qingqiu was beside Luo Tian and stopped him in time. "Hey, I said you are stupid, right? Do you really want to fight?"

Luo Tian smiled, very warmly. "Because I know you won't hurt me."

"You are as beautiful as you are." Qing Qiu became a little annoyed, pushed Luo Tian away, and walked away with a blushing face.

Luo Tian would definitely not let her go away alone, and then followed.Just like this, the two of them walked on the path lit by the early winter sun, one in front of the other.

"Where are you going?" Finally, Luo Tian asked.

Qingqiu stopped playing petty temper, and slowly replied: "Uncle Ye Yong's house."

"What else are you going to do?"

"Wooden boxes, small wooden boxes, reserved for pastries. We also need to weave some boxes, also for pastries."

"Specifically, the size and shape of the exterior."

"The size of a palm, rectangular shape, the space can hold six pastries. The same is true for the woven box, it is best to have some patterns."

"I can do it."

"Eh? Really?" Qingqiu was a little surprised.

"En." Luo Tian smiled and rubbed Qing Qiu's head.

"That's great, let's go, let's go to your house and start working." Qingqiu excitedly pulled Luo Tian and quickened his pace.

"It's so beautiful, brother Luo, what can't you do?" Qingqiu held the box that Luo Tian had just woven in his hand, and looked at Luo Tian adoringly.

"There are many who won't." Luo Tian said lightly.

"Anyway, I know more than I do, hey, I will leave my packing box to you, keep supplying!" Qingqiu said with a smile.

When it was almost evening, Luo Tian wove three boxes and stopped after seeing the sky.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Luo Tian stood up and patted his clothes.

"Ah."

The two walked out of the yard together, Luo Tian led the ox cart, Qing Qiu tapped his toes and jumped up.

"Why did I make you unhappy today?" Luo Tian pondered back and forth, but couldn't figure it out, and finally decided to ask.

"Speaking of this, I will get angry. That matchmaker actually said that you are compatible with the little widow in their village, and asked me to make a match between them. Hmph!" Qingqiu pouted with a stern face.

Hearing this, Luo Tian frowned.But in his heart, he was thinking about how to punish the person who offended Qiu'er.

"Qiu'er, you're jealous." It's not a question, but an affirmation.

"I'm still drinking porridge." Qingqiu turned her face away, her lips pouted even higher.

"Your mouth can hang an oil can." Luo Tian rarely cracked a joke, but it made Qingqiu unable to laugh.

"I bought a house in the town, and I will move to the town in two days."

"Ah? When did you buy it? That's right." Qingqiu patted his head, took out a purse from his bosom, and handed it to Luo Tian. "This is the money I borrowed from you when I bought the shop. I kept saying to pay you back, but I forgot every time. There was 150 taels in it, and there was still a difference of 50 taels. I will pay you back in a few days." Originally, 200 taels was enough. But in the morning, he gave Shen Mubai 50 taels.

(End of this chapter)