The husband is the hunter

Chapter 17

He greeted with a smile, "You bought it, come back next time when it suits you, Chunsheng, hurry up and give it to Mr. Duan." After that, he kicked the boy.

The little boy panicked, he let go of the hand that was holding the curtain, but the door was covered.

"Stupid thing." The steward scolded, walked forward quickly, and raised the curtain himself, "Go slowly."

There was a simple and honest smile on the man's face, "You are polite in charge, when I get married, I will definitely invite you to have a wedding wine."

Fang Lin raised her head subconsciously when she heard a familiar voice, Duan Nanshan's smiling face came into view, she exclaimed, "Why are you here?"

"Hey. Are you here to buy cloth too?" Duan Nanshan saw his unmarried daughter-in-law, and the smile on his face became wider. He held the things he bought in his arms with one hand, "No need to buy, I have everything ready. Or you go in and take a look, tell me what you see."

"What to buy?" Fang Lin couldn't recover. She looked at the door for a while. The people who came in and out were rich and noble families from the town. Duan Nanshan could not be said to be poor, but he definitely couldn't afford the things here.

"Clothes for getting married." Duan Nanshan is thin-skinned, but fortunately his dark skin can't see any redness. He looked at Fang Lin and said seriously, "I don't know what you like, so I just picked the one that is pleasing to the eye. A few horses, Aunt Li said red wedding dresses, and I will make some more clothes for you in other colors."

"You..." Fang Lin's eyes were a little wet. She was used to wearing old clothes since she was a child, and no one in the family mentioned pulling a few pieces of material for her to make clothes. She felt a little uncomfortable, but the person in front of her was nothing but Because I was desperate and said that I would marry him, I thought of everything for myself, and even bought cloth for myself in such an expensive store. It would be a lie to say that I was not moved.

"Brother Duan, why are you so kind to me?" Fang Lin was a little distracted, and asked what was in her heart.

Duan Nanshan scratched his head, "You are my daughter-in-law, who would I treat if I don't treat you well?"

Hearing this answer, Fang Lin was embarrassed, glanced at Xiaotong and the steward, and retorted in a low voice, "I haven't passed the door yet."

Duan Nanshan laughed, and took it for granted, "You have promised to marry me, but you can still go back on your word. I have everything ready, and I will go to your house tomorrow to propose marriage."

Speaking of proposing marriage, Fang Lin suddenly remembered that she hadn't told him about her family's affairs. She didn't care about being shy, and tugged at Duan Nanshan's sleeve, "Brother Duan, are you hungry? I'll treat you to noodles."

"Don't buy cloth anymore?" Duan Nanshan piled the things in his hands into her arms, "Can you see if you have enough?"

"Enough is enough." Fang Lin was in a hurry to tell him something, without looking carefully at all, she pushed the pile of things back to him, "Let's go."

In the coldest days, eating a bowl of hot noodle soup is the best way to keep you warm. Although the sky has darkened, the business of this noodle stall is still very good.

Fang Lin asked for two bowls of Yangchun noodles, then found a seat and sat down with Duan Nanshan, and told him about the mess at home yesterday.

(End of this chapter)