Shen Qingci was a little unable to sleep, she coughed again, her chest was stuffy and uncomfortable, lying down even more uncomfortable, so she sat and endured.

Sujie was also uncomfortable seeing her like this.

"When I come back and get the medicine, you will be better."

"I know."

Shen Qingci didn't say much, and she understood what Sujie said.

She can drink medicine, as long as she can get better as soon as possible, but she always feels that if she wants to get better, it is not too easy, and now whether it is difficult or easy, she must first earn money as soon as possible Just become.

Now she has less than two thousand taels of silver on her body, and she always feels that she is not too relieved. Only when she sleeps on the silver ticket as a pillow, will she feel at ease and sleep.

Sujie helped Shen Qingci to close the door and walked out. When she first came out, the outside wind blew on her, and she couldn't help but shrank, which was too cold.

She carried the baggage to her chest, went out, and ran towards the entrance of the village. After she passed, there were still no people there. She picked a place for herself and sat down.

"Sujie, is your relative allowed someone else?"

A woman from Murakami sat next to Su Jie. She beat her from time to time, asking for news about Shen Qingci. But she heard that although she was blind, she was a man of money, otherwise she could not spend two or two. Money buys a useless little girl.

As long as you have silver on your body, it’s okay to be blind. When you get the silver in your hand, you won’t want to marry a few in the future.

"Why does my sister-in-law ask like that?"

Sujie never asked Shen Qingci about this, but if she was that age, she wouldn't be married if she didn't.

"What do you think of my big pillar? But the one of the best young people in the village, with diligent hands and feet, is also a good plant."

Sujie suddenly felt nauseous after hearing this.

That big pillar, small eyes, big nose, pitted face, and thick water, anyone who sees it is disgusting. Even if she is blind, she can touch the pockmark on that face. .

She thought of it was disgusting. If she lived with that kind of person for a lifetime, wouldn't she really be disgusting?

"Sujie, what do you think, what a joyous event this is, you tell your relatives, then my family will go to propose marriage."

"Sister-in-law, she has a husband."

Sujie hugged the burden in her arms, and she couldn't help but smile. She really wanted to say, this is really a toad who wants to eat swan meat. That person's appearance, even if it is not white, is a great beauty, just this one. His son, the pockmark on his face, and the shoes for others are unworthy.

The woman was faceless when she was rejected, and she also snorted in her nose.

"It's just a blind man, a ghost wants it."

Sujie did not discuss whether she was blind or not. She just knew that this woman's son, ghosts would be sick.

The carriage was swaying. Before dawn, she rushed to the town. So Jie went straight to the place where the embroidery was collected. She came too early, and the embroidery shop didn’t open the door at all, so she had to find it for herself. In one place, he sat down with his baggage.

From time to time, I heard various shouts.

Of course, you can smell some very fragrant steamed buns. Not far from where Sujie is, there is a bun shop. It is the hot buns that come out of the pot. They are white and fat, and they are still hot. .

Sujie swallowed involuntarily. She was not too hungry at first, but because of the smell, her stomach groaned.

She touched her body. She wanted to endure a little bit, but she thought that if she sold the kerchief today, she could make a lot of money, and even a bun would not be wasted.

She has been entangled here whether to eat buns. People from the village come to buy and sell things, and they rarely eat and drink outside. The things in the town are too expensive.

Another cage of steamed buns came out of the pot, and the smell made Sujie’s belly even more hungry. She turned her face away and hugged the baggage in her arms, but still didn’t get up to buy it. A penny can buy a lot of things, no matter what you buy, it is more cost-effective than buying a bun.

Suddenly, something rolled to her feet, she lowered her head, her pupils shrank involuntarily.

At her feet, there was nothing else but a bun.

The steamed stuffed buns were just steamed out, and it was still steaming on top, but it was a pity that there was dust and soil on top of the buns.

Sujie quickly picked up the bun, and also blew the ashes on it. After blowing it, she tore some of the skin on the bun and it was still edible. She didn't know who dropped it.

She raised her face quickly, and was also looking for the person who lost the bun.

In the end, there was no one. She lowered her head and grunted involuntarily, making her hungry.

She took the bun to her mouth, thinking, maybe she would eat it, such a good bun just fell on the ground, maybe that person didn't want it either.

This is still a good steamed bun, as long as the soil is removed, it can be eaten.

Farmers don’t pay much attention to it. Some people eat rice on the ground and pick it up and eat it without error. She is the same.

When she was just about to eat buns, she heard a ridicule, and she raised her face, and saw a teenager standing in front of her, also condescendingly mocking her.

That laugh was ironic.

That laughter is also a mockery.

"you are……"

Sujie suddenly felt that this young man, how could he be so familiar?

"Xiner?"

"Are you Xiner?"

Sujie stood up quickly, and she also recognized that this was Wang Xin, the son of her elder brother, and her nephew.

"You've all grown to be this big?" Sujie's eyes were red with excitement, "When I left, you were still young."

She stretched out her hand, trying to touch the child's hair.

As a result, her hand hadn't come up yet, she snapped, and she was slapped down by the young man.

The back of Sujie's hand was burning fiercely, and there was some unspeakable embarrassment on her face.

"Xin'er, I am an aunt."

She thought Wang Xin hadn’t recognized her. She drew her hair to her ears and exposed her face completely. When she left, the child was ten years old, so she should have remembered it too. It’s right for her.

It wasn't a child the size of Yueyue, he couldn't have known her aunt.

He is the child she brought up with her.

Wang Xin snorted, and a cold air burst from his nose.

"I know it's you. Look at how poor you are and say it's my aunt. I don't have an aunt like you."

And Wang Xin's unsparing words, like a bucket of cold water, poured **** Sujie's face.