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Chapter 372 Blame him for being too perfect, and take care of you for the rest of his life (second update)
Concubine Su squatted for a while, and her legs became numb. She sniffed and didn't cry, but she felt sore in her heart, and asked again, "What about your legs? Will it get better?"

He told her the day before yesterday that his leg was accidentally dropped when he was going up the mountain.

Shen Zhinian's cold brows showed a little indifference, he looked into her eyes, seeming serious, seeming to be joking, "What if it doesn't get better?"

Concubine Su was so angry that she gave him a blank look. How could there be someone who cursed herself like this, but it was impossible to be really angry with him, she held his hand on his lap, "If it's not good, of course I will take care of you for the rest of my life."

She spoke seriously, with light in her eyes.

This is how she treated him back then.

However, he was afraid that such days would not have much time left.

Shen Zhinian watched her quietly, and saw that Concubine Su took the piece of wood and carved it carefully, polished it with a knife, finally blew away the sawdust, and handed it to him, "Brother Wuheng, look, does this look like you?" ? I've already carved it, and I'll give it to you!"

It took her three days, and now it's finally done.

Shen Zhinian slowly took over the little figure she carved like himself, and heard her explain with her chin propped up, a bit regretful and annoyed, "It's just, brother Wuheng, you are so perfect that I can't even carve yours. One-tenth of Shen Yun comes."

Her brother Wuheng deserves the best.

"Have you boasted enough?"

"No."

Concubine Su smiled and shook her head. She was afraid that he would be unhappy because of the injury to his hands and feet, so she deliberately made him happy.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Shen Zhinian's eyebrows remained the same as before, and he held the wood tightly in his hand like a treasure, refusing to let go.

"where to?"

"You will know when you go."

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Xiayang Town Exchange.

The intersection of black and white cities.

There are many expensive things stored in it. Although it cannot be compared with the one in Sijiu City, it is also the only relatively high-end area in the slum area in Pingyang County.

There are not many people coming and going, so it is not noisy.

"This is a newly unearthed rough red agate. Take it and polish it. You can send it to your wife or daughter."

"The multicolored blue and white ceramic you are looking at is fired in the best porcelain kiln in Pingyang County. Now it is the only one. You can get it if you want it."

"Everyone, please take a look, this ink is the best ink in our Pingyang County, the written characters, look, how pure the black is!"

The items on the exchange are indeed the best in Pingyang County.

There are more people outside, but the more people go inside, the fewer people there are.

"Look, do you like it?" Shen Zhinian pushed the wheelchair, his gentle eyes only fell on her, afraid that she would lose it accidentally.

Concubine Su walked beside him for a while, then went to look ahead, or stuck out her head to look in through the gaps in the crowd.

Not interested, he went back and pushed Shen Zhinian's wheelchair.

"Brother Wuheng, didn't you like it?" Su Yu looked around, most of the things here were very good, but she didn't like anything.

But he didn't want to break Shen Zhinian's heart.

Only then did Shen Zhinian slowly look around the place where the items were sold, holding the wood she carved in his hand.

He already has favorites.

Anything else, no matter how good it was, couldn't catch his eye.

"Since there is nothing we like, let's go look elsewhere?"

"Okay."

Shen Zhinian was pushed by her to walk out, but before taking a few steps, he felt that the wheelchair under him was not moving.

"A Yin?" He felt strange, turned his head, and saw the woman standing still behind him, her eyes fell on a booth not far away.

(End of this chapter)