This is really too miserable.

Sheng Qinan felt pity and even reluctantly gave up both chicken legs to Zhou Ci.

The chicken was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a burnt aroma. Zhou Ci could no longer care about anything else and ate it carefully.

The taste is most familiar, it is a true inheritance from her, and it is even more delicious than what she made.

Perhaps she was too close to the bonfire and it was too dazzling. Tears filled her eyes, but she held back and did not let them fall.

When she came here, she felt uncomfortable in everything at first.

But they all endured it, and over time, they became what they thought was indestructible.

All she did was find an unknown place to curl up and lick her wounds.

Can she complain?

cannot.

She was never a victim from beginning to end.

Because of her, Mu Youde couldn't help but die, because of her, Ruan Zhen suffered all kinds of hardships, and because of her, the entire general's mansion fell apart and his family was ruined.

Although she was here, she also wanted to inquire about Lin'an City.

For one year now, Jiang Yi and Mu Youde have not been able to reconcile. Husband and wife are not husband and wife.

She knew better than anyone else the relationship between the two. Even though Mu Youde was away and could not care about his family, Jiang Yi's concern was never less. But at this moment, the relationship between husband and wife was maintained only because of the marriage granted by the late emperor.

She couldn't think too much about these things, let alone didn't dare to think too much.

There was a 'pop' sound, but I couldn't hold it back anymore, and tears fell on the back of my hand, making water splash.

"Why are you crying?" Sheng Qinan, who was always observing her, asked with a frown.

"I haven't eaten such delicious chicken legs in a long time." She said hastily, covering up everything.

Sheng Qinan's mood was even more uncontrollable.

Damn, I feel really bad.

He lost his appetite, and with this melancholy, he could not sleep at night.

At dawn, he went up the mountain carrying the borrowed bow and arrows.

He is not good at martial arts, but his archery skills are second to none.

"My lady's cousin is quite diligent this week." Looking at the man's back, Mrs. Yao praised him.

The woman next to him answered: "When he came to borrow a bow and arrow, he was very polite. He is a good-looking young man, so the good materials he wears are naturally expensive, which shows that his family is well-off. Mrs. Zhou is also good-looking. I want to see her."

, the two of them are a perfect match.”

A man whose heart has been broken by a betrayed man and who has no woman around him would be a good idea if they get together and live together.

Mrs. Yao hurriedly said: "Shh! Don't talk nonsense. His fate is too hard. Even if the conditions are a thousand times better, he is still not worthy of Mrs. Zhou."

"But he actually knows how to hunt?"

All the hunters in the village are strong. Although Sheng Qinan is tall, he is still far behind.

"It's just pretentious. This man doesn't want to be strong. You see, he will probably come back with wild vegetables or a few bird eggs in the end."

Naturally, these words could not reach Sheng Qinan's ears.

After Zhou Ci woke up and saw that no one was in the house where Sheng Qinan lived yesterday, his fingertips trembled and his mind went blank. He subconsciously headed to the right side of the courtyard. When he saw the horse standing there, he relaxed uncontrollably.

Take a breath.

She thought Sheng Qinan was gone.

When she realized that her mood was abnormal, the woman frowned tightly.

But she seemed to have no extra time to think about this. Soon, students came over.

Sheng Qinan dragged the wild boar down the mountain.

He was a little pretentious and worried that his clothes would get dirty, and he also wanted to let Zhou Ci gain experience.

Widow Yang was sitting on a wooden bench, cracking melon seeds. When she saw the huge thing behind Sheng Qinan, she swallowed involuntarily.

"Cousin Zhou, you are really capable. This must weigh three hundred kilograms. You can't finish it anyway, so why not give some to me."

Sheng Qinan ignored her.

Widow Yang followed him and said without any hint of ambiguity: "Of course this is not for free. Tonight, I am willing to..."

Sheng Qinan sneered: "Didn't your mother teach you any sense of shame?"

"My mother has died long ago."

"Then just go down and let her teach you!"

News spread quickly that Mrs. Zhou's cousin had hunted a wild boar. The villagers were all shocked.

Sheng Qinan was about to be admitted to the hospital arrogantly under the gaze of everyone, when he heard the sound of reading neatly inside.

Zhou Ci stood gracefully, still dressed as yesterday. She held a ruler in one hand with a gentle look on her face. But she turned to point seriously at the girl in the corner.

"You made a mistake again in the homework assigned yesterday."

"Sir, I am a woman, so I should learn embroidery at home to support my family." The little girl looked thin and yellow, biting her fingers and whispered.

Zhou Ci reached out and smoothed her withered hair.

She asked: "How much does your embroidery cost?"

"What I embroider are small items such as handkerchiefs, three pairs and one article."

"How long does it take to embroider one?"

"If I didn't do farm work, I could embroider two pieces a day, but my mother said it hurts my eyes, so I only need one piece."

As she spoke, her voice became very low.

"Sir, it seems that embroidery is not profitable either."

Why can’t embroidery make money? A famous embroiderer in Lin’an can sell a pair of handkerchiefs for a hundred taels.

The fabrics embroidered, the complexity and exquisiteness of the patterns, the skills of the embroidery techniques, and whether the masters are from famous families are all the criteria for measuring the price of the goods.

"The world is already harsh on women. To know one more word, to distinguish right from wrong, to know good from bad, to know good from bad, is only beneficial to you."

"If you learn well, you can use your skills to become a bookkeeper in the county."

These words, many years ago, who would have dared to believe that they were said by Zhou Ci, who only knew how to cause trouble everywhere.

Zhou Ci saw that the sound of reading had weakened, and she realized something was wrong, but saw that all the children's eyes were focused on the door. She also looked over.

silence.

After a while, she found her voice: "It's time to eat, everyone should go back first."

After the others had gone away, Sheng Qinan dragged the huge thing inside.

After doing this, take off the heavy backpack.

Zhou Ci watched him take out the items inside one by one. There were various wild vegetables and a nest of rabbits underneath.

Apart from anything else, during these days, she took it orally.

Sheng Qinan's image has become much taller.

The light in her eyes made Sheng Qinan inexplicably satisfied. He cleared his throat and began to brag.

"Originally, I just wanted to catch a rabbit. But this wild boar was an eyesore. I wanted to spare its life, but it insisted on getting in front of me. I just killed him."

"It didn't take much effort, or even a little bit of concentration. It's quite difficult for me to have this kind of ability."

He would not admit that it was the wild boar that crashed into a tree trunk in order to attack him and killed him!

Zhou Ci didn't know whether to believe it or not, she just looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"I think it's too humiliating for you to be a royal censor."

Sheng Qinan looked up at her and said in a slightly excited tone: "Why, do you think it's more appropriate for me to be the chief assistant?"

"no."

Zhou Ci said in a sincere tone: "I have never seen a better hunter than you."

"..."

"The position of censor has really buried you."
Chapter completed!