Mingruo heard Li Dahai say this and was in a bad mood. She still had a lot of supplies to replenish. She hadn't bought New Year's goods yet, so why was this store closed?

"Brother Li, can I take your charcoal truck to the town tomorrow?" Mingruo thought for a while and said.

"What's wrong with this?" Li Dahai waved his hand, "I'll drive the car to the old Guishu at the entrance of the village tomorrow morning and wait, you'll be there."

"Thank you, Brother Li." Mingruo said thank you very politely.

What else Li Dahai wanted to say, Si Haochen closed the door directly.

Li Dahai hurriedly shrank back. Miss Ming saw that she was a person with a good temper, but her brother was so fierce. If she hadn't been hiding quickly, her face would have been slapped by the door panel.

"Didn't you say that the things sold in the town are not good...what else should I buy?" Si Haochen turned his head and looked at Ming Ruo.

"Of course I'm buying New Year's goods. This is the first time I'm here... to celebrate the New Year." Ming Ruo almost said that he was celebrating the New Year in the 'ancient times'.

Si Haochen has experienced many battles and is very clear about the body tempered by his secret technique. After resting for four or five days, he will be fine. Then he will go back to the imperial capital. Mingruo means that he will celebrate the New Year here. In this valley, there are only the two of them together, which is very good to think about.

"I'll accompany you." This tone was just a message, and there was no element to discuss with Ming Ruo.

"..." Ming Ruo directly pulled Si Haochen's hand, took a careful pulse and added a comprehensive medical examination in the medical system, "Okay." Ming Ruo thought of Si Haochen's five horses to drive the golden nan car, "That car is a charcoal, you have to do a good job of psychological construction."

Si Haochen's eyes were slightly bright, and his princess would always say some interesting words and sentences. This "psychological construction" was very exquisite and accurate.

The next morning, Mingruo struggled to get out of the warm bed. What supported her to do was actually to go to the breakfast shop in the town to try it out. These days there was porridge every morning, and Mingruo was already aesthetically tired.

Put on the cotton winter clothes I bought before, tie a princess head for yourself with a hairpin, and work together.

Si Haochen pressed Mingruo's shoulder and asked her to sit on the stool: "Isn't it okay if you tie your hair well?"

"This is my highest skill. If you think it's not possible..." Ming Ruo also said embarrassedly, "I can only get a Taoist nun..."

"..." Si Haochen's eyes twitched, what the hell is the Taoist nun's head? "Why don't you say you're going to tie a child and send it out..."

And hair? Isn’t that the hairstyle of fat dolls in the New Year’s paintings: “That… I definitely can’t make the two buns the same height, so it’s better to be more confident in the head of the Taoist nun.”

"Yeah." Si Haochen saw that his princess had no talent in the hair tie. Si Haochen took off the hairpin from Ming Ruo's head, and his smooth long hair suddenly dispersed.

"Hey...you pay for my bun..." Ming Ruo stared at Si Haochen angrily.

"The one you combs can also be called a bun." Si Haochen's fingers passed through Ming Ruoru's waterfall's hair, recalling the steps of the maid's hair tied her.

"Is it better to be better than nothing? Have you ever heard of 'the general from the short guy'?" Ming Ruo complained.

"Whether you can be a general has nothing to do with height, it depends on your strength." Si Haochen said truthfully.

"Haha..." It's too hard to communicate with people who have different brain circuits - what you said makes sense, I can't even refute it.

Si Haochen didn't know how to tie Ming Ruo a single snail bun, which was not as tight as the perilla, but it was pressed with a hairpin, which gave him a freehand beauty.

Mingruo took a photo in the basin: "Huh?"

"What?" Si Haochen's tone was still calm, but his palms were slightly clenched.

"I think it looks better than Zi Su Wan." Mingruo stroked the broken hair hanging from both sides of her cheeks. She was actually not used to using osmanthus oil to put away all the broken hair, so it looked very good.

Si Haochen curled up the corners of his lips, turned around and put on his cloak: "Let's go."

"Okay." Ming Ruo picked up the backpack that was placed aside, "Young Master Xiaobai, come."

The little white tiger's body shook and rushed towards the backpack. Mingruo was shocked, but the moment it touched the backpack, it turned back to two white cats the size of a palm, shook its tail and "meowed".

Mingruo picked up Xiaobai from the basket and raised it in front of him and shook it: "You deliberately scared me, right!"

"Meow." Master Hu didn't know what you were talking about.

"Take it so heavy, keep it guard the door." Si Haochen said.

"Meow!" Xiaobai was a little furious. Is that something that Master Hu can do? A bad-hearted man is really hateful.

"What meow? You have some advice!" Ming Ruo pulled out a palm-sized Ganoderma lucidum from the medicine field, wrapped it in a cotton cloth and put it in a backpack. "If you break the Ganoderma lucidum, I will sell you!"

Xiaobai snored twice, and chose the farthest position from Ganoderma lucidum to shrink into a ball.

Li Dahai knew that Miss Ming was going to ride his car today, so he specially cleaned the ox cart and laid a piece of clean felt as a seat cushion.

"Mr. Ming, Miss Ming." Li Dahai greeted the two and then drove the car silently.

When they arrived in the town, Li Dahai went to deliver goods to each store. Mingruo and Si Haochen walked to the pharmacy. After walking around, there was no breakfast shop, only small stalls selling breakfast—some sell buns, some sell sesame cakes and porridge, and some sell noodles…

Mingruo was already hungry. When he passed by a small stall, he saw the guy delivering noodles to the guest's table with the noodles - thin noodles soaked in clear soup, sprinkled with green green onion and golden fried eggs.

"Let's eat noodles too." Mingruo turned his head and looked at Si Haochen.

"Yes." Si Haochen nodded.

"Please, please, please." The guy wiped the table and chairs with a cloth towel on his shoulders, and led Ming Ruo and Si Haochen to sit down, "What do you two want to eat?"

"What food do you all have?"

"We only sell noodles, eight vermicelli, ten vermicelli of egg noodles, twelve vermicelli of shredded pork noodles, and fifteen vermicelli of shredded pork noodles." The guy was very sarcastic, "Which kind of girl wants?"

"Two bowls of shredded pork egg noodles." Ming Ruo said.

"Okay." The guy shouted as he walked, "Two bowls of shredded pork egg noodles!"

Xiaobai meowed in the backpack with dissatisfaction. Ming Ruo thought about the beautiful scene of Xiaobai plunging into the noodle bowl... He felt it was very inappropriate, so he went to buy two meat buns next to him, opened the oil paper, and placed it in front of Xiaobai.

Xiaobai was eating the bun happily, and Mingruo suddenly said quietly: "Cats should not eat salt... I don't know if they will shed hair after eating..."

Xiaobai looked at Mingruo with resentment, and suddenly felt that the bun in his mouth was no longer fragrant.

Si Haochen held back his laughter. He was so delicate that his princess was so slim.

Their noodles came up soon, and Mingruo took out a pair of them from the chopsticks and handed them to Si Haochen. Then, he picked up the noodles and took a bite.
Chapter completed!