peasant young lady

Chapter 86

Cheng Xia couldn't believe it and walked to the back covered by the blood-throat tree. The land was right next to the chili field that he had loosened the soil yesterday, and it was also the place where he chose to build small houses to put rose sauce.

At this time, a room was growing on that piece of land.

Cheng Xia quickly shook her head, closed her eyes hard, and opened them again, the little house was still there.

It's not a dream, and it's not a ghost. It's really someone who built a house that couldn't be simpler but able to shelter from the wind and rain during the day when he was not around.

The house is not very big, and it is simply built with a few thick logs. The roof is covered with curtains, which are thick and covered with a layer of rainproof cloth, so that even if it rains, you don’t have to worry about being drenched When we arrived, three of the four walls were wrapped with the same thick curtains and rainproof cloth. Between the three walls, they were tightly tied together with thick ropes, tied from top to bottom. There are countless identical ropes, and the winding is very tight, so there is no need to worry about the wind blowing through it because it is airtight.

And next to it is surrounded by tall blood-sealed throat trees, which are also a natural barrier.Besides, the height of the house is just right, so you don't have to worry about being spotted by people outside the rose bush. The location of the house is also just right, in the middle of the forbidden area of ​​death, no matter which direction you go from, you won't be seen.

Unless someone comes in without fear of death, it won't be exposed at all.

And there have been rumors about the forbidden place of death for a long time, Cheng Xia is not afraid that people from the village will break in.

The house thoughtfully left a place for Cheng Xia to enter and exit, and it was also convenient for the sun to shine in. The more Cheng Xia looked at it, the more satisfied he was. The house used the simplest materials, but it was built in the most reliable form, which is simply unexpected.

But what Cheng Xia is more curious about is, who discovered this place, knew intimately that she needed such a house most at the moment, and built one for her?
Cheng Xia sat on a stone in the room, resting her chin in contemplation for a long time, the more she thought about it, the more terrifying she felt, she realized with cold sweat that her every move was under the control of others, and she knew nothing about it.

This is simply unbelievable, so others will know that she planted chili peppers, and others will know that she is making rose sauce, so she has no secrets at all.

Cheng Xia immediately scratched her head anxiously, but calmed down and thought about it carefully, that person seemed to have no malice towards her, and also met her needs.

No, a picture suddenly appeared in Cheng Xia's mind, that black corner behind the blood-sealed throat tree, if she guessed correctly, it must be her backpack.

Backpack?house?
Cheng Xia quickly ran down the mountain, rushed to Yang's house, saw Yang Dalang was carrying a curtain of steamed buns from the room, and was going to steam them on the stove at the back of the room, Cheng Xia directly dragged Yang Dalang in. Room, close the door tightly.

It was already dark, and when the door was closed, it was suddenly dark inside.

"What's the matter?" Yang Dalang unhurriedly put the curtain on the stool beside him, and then looked at Cheng Xia who looked cautious and suspicious.

"Say!" Cheng Xia approached Yang Dalang suddenly, raised his hand to lift Yang Dalang's jaw, but because he was not tall enough, he could only reach the corner of Yang Dalang's mouth, so he had to give up and hold his wrist tightly instead.Cheng Xia tried to speak in the most vicious tone of his life, "I once had a backpack in the cabinet at the foot of the bed, and said, did you take it away?"

Yang Dalang chuckled, calmly took away Cheng Xia's hand, which he squeezed tightly, and rubbed it in his hand, "I didn't see it, is there anything in it?"

Cheng Xia pulled out her hand vigorously, and looked at Yang Dalang calmly from the corner of her eye, "Do you know that there is a forbidden place of death surrounded by rose bushes on the mountain, have you ever entered it?"

"No." Yang Dalang shook his head lightly, "People in the village say that you can't enter that place, people will die, so you should not go in."

Cheng Xia looked at Yang Dalang's serious speech, it didn't look like he was lying, but he just didn't think it was credible.About the house, she thought about it and mentioned it in front of Yang Dalang. It is impossible for other people to know her thoughts. How come there is a house in that place.

Cheng Xia looked at Yang Dalang who didn't know how to say anything, and kept his mouth shut. Okay, Cheng Xia gritted his teeth, looked up at him again, but changed the subject directly, "The last time I went to Chong'an County, the driver you found for me, You said it was your classmate, since you are a scholar who copied books, how could you jump off the high courtyard wall directly?"

Yang Dalang just grinned, "You said Eucommia, he only went to Master that time, I don't know him well, I just know that he has a carriage that can be used."

"You're lying!" Cheng Xia looked at Yang Dalang, who was lying and didn't write a draft, and felt that he could vomit blood because of his leisurely appearance. For the copper coin, I said that he married a wife and had a child. This is all a lie, he is not married at all! And you," Cheng Xia took a heavy breath and looked at Yang Dalang, "You are not as simple as you make it out to be. When you say a poem, you have to find out, if you know how to do it, you don’t even care about it, what you say to Du Zhong doesn’t match at all, you are all lying.”

Cheng Xia suddenly felt frustrated and powerless. Yes, she was also hiding her time-traveling identity, but she had to hide it, and there was no way to tell others.But Yang Dalang, his identity is definitely not as simple as he seems. He hides too many things, and the story behind him is simply a big drama.

Shao Lin and Yang Dalang, who are wanted everywhere in the county, must have an inseparable relationship. Shao Lin was the only person Wan Guifei thought about before she died, and the only person who wanted to use her last breath to put her to death. Yang Dalang has a simple identity. Is it done?

Seeing Cheng Xia's sudden silence, Yang Dalang suddenly felt a sense of panic. He quickly raised Cheng Xia's drooping head and tried his best to explain, "What house are you talking about? I haven't seen it. I haven't gone out all day today."

Fearing that Cheng Xia would not believe it, Yang Dalang quickly opened the door and called Mrs. Chen over, "I didn't go out today, someone will testify to me."

Mrs. Chen carefully looked at the expressions of the two people, thought for a while and said, "Da Lang has been at home today, and he didn't go out."

Cheng Xia sighed, she had already calmed down, she shook her head, said nothing, just sat on the bed in a daze.

Yang Dalang has a secret that he doesn't want to tell, she understands it, just like his own secret that he doesn't want to tell others.

However, Yang Dalang took his own backpack and specially left the chili seeds for himself. He helped him build a house in the forbidden area of ​​death, and he treated himself better and better, and even began to touch himself intentionally or unintentionally.

Such a person is too scary!It doesn't feel good to be seen through!

Cheng Xia can understand Yang Dalang, but she doesn't want to get involved in the story behind Yang Dalang. It is too mysterious and there are too many unknowns. She just wants to leave Qingxian Village and go to the capital to witness a change of emperor in the Ming Dynasty. Then he traveled all over the mountains and rivers of the Ming Dynasty, and finally settled down in the capital for the rest of his life.

She doesn't want to have any emotional involvement with Yang Dalang, and she doesn't want to squeeze into the intrigue and intrigue behind him. Whether it's the ancient house fight or the palace fight, they are too far away from her, she can't accept it, and she doesn't want to participate in it .

There are too many tragedies in love, Wang Baochuan and A Zhu are the same, Cheng Xia doesn't want to be one of them.

Yang Dalang silently took the curtain and went to the stove to steam it, while Cheng Xia silently took his usual mattress and quilt and put them on the new kang. The kang was still a little damp, but it was better than two people re- sleep together.

Cheng Xia didn't even eat dinner, she just faced the wall and thought about things.

Seeing Cheng Xia's reaction, Yang Dalang wanted to say something, but he had nothing to say and could only look at her back in a daze.

In the next few days, Cheng Xia became more and more silent. Except when Xiaolong came over, Cheng Xia would play with him for a while. At other times, Cheng Xia was making rose sauce, putting the porcelain altar in a basket and taking it to the forbidden place of death. And spent in the process of cultivating peppers.

The days go by quickly, Cheng Xia looks at the green pepper seedlings and thinks so, when the peppers can be harvested, she will leave with new pepper seeds, and after earning enough money, she will go on a tour of the mountains and waters, and by the way, open another In his own restaurant, he cooks all the meals he knows, and then earns a lot of money for himself to squander.

This kind of life is always full of urgency, although returning to Yang's house is still facing a room full of smog, but Cheng Xia has learned to be indifferent, and she used these few days to think of the medicinal recipes to be done next month , thinking about telling the shopkeeper at the next market, and let Aunt Han hand it over to the chef to prepare first.

I don't know when the Herbal Food Shop will open. The sooner it opens, the earlier she will get three months' profit, and she will have more capital.

Cheng Xia thought about it before going to bed, and suddenly smiled, tomorrow will be the market again, and by then she will know how the shopkeeper is preparing.

One night without dreams, Cheng Xia got up early on the second day, Yang Dalang got up at the same time, saw Cheng Xia telling her to put on more clothes, it was a bit gloomy outside, it might be raining soon, if you go to the county, take Luo Take an umbrella and don't catch a cold.

Cheng Xia hummed lightly, packed up and followed Uncle Tian's car to Chong'an County.

Xiao Wu is still busy in the pharmacy, and a new layout has started in the opposite restaurant. It seems that everything is moving in a good direction.

Cheng Xia smiled and asked where Aunt Han was, and Xiao Wu scratched his head apologetically, "The boss of Tianyou Restaurant came to find the shopkeeper and the proprietress, and the three of them will have a detailed discussion upstairs. The shopkeeper said, if you come Alright, I'll let you wait for a while."

Cheng Xia nodded, drank the Zhuyeqing that Xiao Wu brought up, and continued to think about the medicinal recipes.

Suddenly, there was a burst of noise outside, and people gathered in front of a notice, and the sound of loud discussions spread to the pharmacy despite being so far away.

Many people in the pharmacy were watching at the door, not knowing what happened. Cheng Xia was idle anyway, so she talked to Xiao Wu and walked towards the notice.

Glancing around the crowd, Cheng Xia's eyes widened suddenly, and the notice clearly stated: Concubine Wan Gui is dead.

(End of this chapter)