Divine Doctor and Farmer's Girl: Buy a husband to farm

Chapter 9 Good luck, eat chicken tonight

Su Qinghuan originally thought that Lu Qi would say something like "Never dare to be ungrateful", but after listening to it, he didn't say anything, and started eating the second bowl of dumplings and the third cake.

Su Qinghuan curled her lips and continued to nibble on her chicken feet.

As night fell, Su Qinghuan gave up the bed to Lu Qi, and she felt pain all over her body on the hard kang, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Lu Qi didn't sleep either, Su Qinghuan could tell from the sound of his breathing.

"Lu Qi," Su Qinghuan called him, "Are you asleep?"

"No."

"Is it cold?"

Before going to sleep, his fever had subsided, but Su Qinghuan was afraid that there would be recurrence.

Lu Qi said: "It's not cold, it's not uncomfortable, I'll give you the quilt."

He seemed to be able to see in the dark, and a quilt was accurately thrown on Su Qinghuan, covering her tightly.

This is also her only quilt.

The autumn night was still cold, Su Qinghuan thought about it: "Then you pull up the mattress, make half of the bed and cover the other half."

Lu Qi gave a "hmm".

The quilt was given to her, and the faint medicinal fragrance that seemed to be on her body also dissipated a lot, which made him feel lost.

This unprecedented feeling made him feel novel and bewildered.

Neither of them could fall asleep, Su Qinghuan said, "Let's tell a ghost story."

Once upon a time in the university dormitory, several people often told ghost stories to scare each other at night, and the memories of the previous life gradually faded away. Su Qinghuan stubbornly wanted to catch something, but couldn't catch anything.

When she was here, she didn't dare to think about that at all.But now there was a tall man sleeping in her room, and even with his disability, she felt reassured.

"I haven't heard of it, and I don't know how to talk about it." Lu Qi said.

Su Qinghuan rolled her eyes, and suddenly changed the subject: "Lu Qi, you used to be a general, right?"

Lu Qi was startled, and then said "hmm".

"It looks like your muscles and bones, and you have hard calluses on your tiger's mouth and palms." Su Qinghuan said proudly.

Although there are calluses when holding a pen, it is different.Cheng Xuan's hands also hold swords, but very few, so his hands are very fair, with slender fingers and distinct joints.And Lu Qi's palm is big and hard, glowing with healthy blood, and the knuckles are also thicker, tough and powerful.

This man exudes toughness in every detail.

Lu Qi thought she would continue talking, but Su Qinghuan turned the topic back and started telling him "A Chinese Ghost Story".

When talking about the tree spirit grandma who controlled Xiaoqian, she made a strange smile on purpose, but Lu Qi was not frightened, but she herself was terrified by herself, her upper and lower teeth began to chatter, and she finished the story with difficulty.

"Don't talk, don't talk, I'm going to sleep." Su Qinghuan covered her head with the quilt helplessly.

As a result, she had a nightmare all night, and when she woke up the next day, she was listless and remorseful: "I won't say this again."

Lu Qi said, "Whether it's a ghost or a demon, both are good and evil. People are sinister, so what right do you have to ridicule ghosts and monsters?"

Su Qinghuan was surprised, he actually had such awareness, he didn't think that humans and ghosts have different paths, and children can be taught.

"That's right." She echoed and yawned again, "I'll warm up the leftover dumplings and pancakes and eat them as I can. Today is the fifth day of the lunar new year, and I'm going to the market in the town. I'm going to sell herbs and do some shopping. return."

Under Lu Qi's scorching gaze, she took out a small five tael silver ingot from the chair leg, and said slyly, "I'm good at hiding money."

It's just a pity that when she came out of Cheng's house, she didn't bring any money with her.

But it’s okay if you don’t bring it out, from now on, the road will return to the road, and the bridge will return to the bridge.

Lu Qi smiled, and his dark brown eyes seemed to have shattered starlight, shining brightly.

"Yeah, Lu Qi," Su Qinghuan seemed to have discovered the New World, "You still have dimples."

She tapped the corner of her mouth with her index finger in frustration: "I don't have any."

But you also look good when you smile.

This is what Lu Qi didn't say in his heart.When Su Qing laughed, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, it was joy from the heart, Lu Qi felt like the warm autumn sun, warm but not glaring.

After saying a few words, Su Qinghuan ran out to fetch water to wash up.

Lu Qi thought of her dream talk last night and fell into deep thought.

In the middle of the night, Su Qinghuan cried in her sleep: "I was wrong, I was overestimated, I was really wrong..."

She also yelled a lot, some of which Lu Qi understood, and some of which he didn't.

For a while, she was thumping and panting, as if she had fallen into the water. He remembered that she had said lightly that she had fallen into the water twice during the day, and he understood that her heart was not as calm as the surface.Those two soul-stirring experiences left a deep shadow on her.

However, what touched Lu Qixin the most was that she said that she was going back to "eat chicken", and more than once, her tone was very excited, like, like she was really chasing... hunting! The cheers of "Good luck, eat chicken tonight", the joy exuded from the bottom of my heart...

He is confident about his own broken bones, likes to eat chicken, has an extraordinary sense of smell, can turn ice casually, and deliberately uses supernatural stories to test himself...

Lu Qi connected one by one, and boldly pieced together a guess in his heart-could it be that Su Qinghuan is really not my race, and was changed by the fox?
In this world, there are also many stories about literati and foxes falling in love. Although they are not as tortuous and moving as Su Qinghuan's, they are not uncommon.

As soon as this idea came up, Lu Qi felt that many of his doubts about Su Qinghuan could be solved.

That's right, she is whimsical, she can even do such things as buying a husband-in-law, and she is so smart and cunning, she doesn't care about men and women, and she doesn't care about gossip, only this can explain it.

If Su Qinghuan knew that he had a big brain, he would definitely hit him with a scoop: "Sister, vixen!"

After dinner, vixen, no, Su Qinghuan went out with money in her pocket and a medicine basket on her back. Just as she was about to tell Lu Qi something, she stood up and said, "I'll accompany you."

Although he stopped burning now, Su Qinghuan still hesitated: "The town is several miles away, so you should not go there."

Lu Qi followed her irrefutably.

Su Qinghuan sighed: "If you have to go, let's take the bullock cart of Tofu King. This is also good, so that people will know that I have a husband, so that grandma won't make any trouble."

Tofu King's business is good, and he has to come back twice to sell tofu in the middle of the market, so as to make money by soliciting people. It's fair for one person to have two books.

After yesterday's publicity by a group of women, everyone in the village now knows that Su Qinghuan is married to a man from the capital.

Although he was a cripple, everyone was curious about the origin of the imperial city, so after getting on the bullock cart, everyone couldn't help but glance at Lu Qi.

Lu Qi didn't look sideways, but carefully protected Su Qinghuan from being touched without showing any traces.

Su Qinghuan didn't like riding in an ox cart before, because it was very crowded, and the woman sitting across from her in the cart with her baby lifted up her clothes to breastfeed in public, which made her very embarrassed.

Now with Lu Qi's care, the ox cart journey has become very enjoyable, and I feel that my legs have been liberated, and the world is peaceful.

(End of this chapter)