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Chapter Thirteen Half of You

"I was the one who implicated you, but now my brother is injured thanks to you." Fang Zheng's face did not have a usual smile on his face. Feng Qing trembled slightly when his pupils were too serious.

"This is what I should do." People can't let her take in, and they can't let them keep food and accommodation.

Feng Qing insisted on not taking back the money, but Fang Zheng did not insist. Fang Dalang was afraid that he would have to take medicine for a while. If Feng Qing had not had more than ten taels of silver, the family would be in short supply.

Fang Zheng brought Feng Qing to buy needles and thread again.

I can only buy cotton thread in the town, and there are not many types. I saw two or three stores and bought more than forty.

Keep looking at the cotton thread in his hand, Feng Qing didn't notice the gaze on his head.

Feng Qing's eyes are bright and clean, which is easy to make people feel good. However, from the moment she came into contact with embroidery and then the needlework at this time, Fang Zheng was sure that Feng Qing's whole body exuded joy from the inside out.

I think she really likes the girl.

More than 40 cotton thread colors have been automatically matched in my mind.

"What's the smell?" Just as I was about to be in a daze, a scent came from the tip of my nose.

"Cake Shop." Stopped, Fang Zheng looked at the shop next to him and said to Feng Qing: "It's rare to come here and bring some snacks to Wenhao and Wenya."

Feng Qing slapped her forehead and she forgot to greet her two children in the morning.

Fortunately, both of my children were not awake at that time, so it was just right to buy some pastries and go back.

For farmers, this kind of pastry is a luxury item and can be eaten less than twice a year. Fang Zheng chose two, red bean cake and yam cake, each with six small pieces.

Feng Qing smacked her tongue and said that such a piece of pastry cost half a tael of silver.

The shopkeeper smiled and handed the wrapped pastry to Fang Zheng, "The young master and his wife looked at me, and today they have been opening a small shop for three years. These two pieces are for you."

Feng Qing swallowed his saliva secretly.

Fang Zheng, however, looked calm and disgusted. He thanked him gently and politely, "Thank you, the shopkeeper."

When the two left, the shopkeeper still stretched his head and looked out. The guy also came over and asked strangely: "Shopkeeper, look at the clothes of these two people, they don't look like the rich family of our town mayor, why should they be so polite to them?"

"What do you know?" Retracted his head, the shopkeeper waved impatiently, "This man should not behave like a person. Based on my years of experience in judging people, this young man is definitely not a person in the pool, and that lady. Although she is dressed in an average manner, she doesn't look like a worker. Let's see. If these two people are from our town, one day, two golden phoenixes will fly out of our mountain nest."

The guy smiled and couldn't tell whether the couple would be successful, but they were just very good-looking.

Having walked a hundred meters away, Fang Zheng glanced back and then withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened.

He opened the oil paper bag, put all the two kinds of pastries in one oil paper bag, picked out three of them, picked them up again, and handed them to Feng Qing, "Save them for food."

"No need." Although she was really curious about the taste of ancient pastries, she was not going to compete with the two children.

What Fang Zheng wants to do, how could Feng Qing refuse if he wants to?

"In winter, my mother doesn't have much more food every day, and she can barely eat 60% full. When it's cold, she will only ask her sister-in-law to cook two meals a day." The implication is that when you are hungry in the future.

This really means Feng Qingxin. Just the meal she had yesterday morning, she already knew what life she would live next.

"Then I'll accept it." Feng Qing refused.

"Yes." Fang Zheng also reminded him, "Please keep it, my second sister-in-law has a good nose, don't be smelled."

Feng Qing twitched his lips and nodded silently.

After a lot of time, the two of them did not pause anymore. They went directly to the streets, rented a ox cart, and went from the town to Dongliu Village, with ten copper coins.

Niuche followed the two of them to the clinic directly.

Fang Dalang could not move yet, but the clinic staff and the man who drove the car together to carry the man onto the ox cart.

Fang Zheng sat next to Fang Dalang, wrapped in the jacket that Feng Qing had specially taken yesterday. Feng Qing sat next to Fang Zheng. She shrank her neck and felt that the cold wind in the morning was really biting.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Fang Zheng straightened his back, barely covering the cold wind blowing from front to back.

"Xiaoyue, I'm leaving. Next time I come to the town to play with you." Feng Qing waved to Xiaoyue.

In the last life, she had a younger brother at home, about the same age as Xiaoyue, with a somewhat similar personality, both of whom were lively and active. Feng Qing looked at Xiaoyue and inevitably thought of her younger brother and smiled sincerely.

"Madam." Fang Zheng smiled faintly. He reminded: "Xiaoyue is an orphan. Doctor Tao saw that he had some talent and had a pitiful life experience, so he took him in. He should have many things to do every day. Let's try not to disturb him, and just say hello to you from afar."

As Fang Zheng spoke, the ox cart had already moved.

It turns out that her younger brother is much luckier than Xiaoyue.

"My husband, I understand." Feng Qingzhong nodded in a key point.

Cough cough, cough cough

Feng Qing's attention was instantly diverted. She carefully patted Fang Zheng on the back, remembering Dr. Tao's words, and said worriedly: "You have been walking outside these two days, and your cough is serious again. You have to rest for a while when you go back."

"Not hindrance." After my throat felt better, Fang Zheng said: "It'll be fine if winter passes."
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