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Chapter two hundred and twenty seventh wife slave

Chu Xia blushed and knocked off his irregular hand, struggling away, "Stinky hooligan."

"No, why am I a hooligan? Besides, if I am a hooligan, I will only be a hooligan to you."

"Anyway, before the formal marriage, you should be more disciplined."

Lu Qian and Qingqing's throats were actually not thinking about how early summer came, but sometimes, the love is deep and cannot control himself. This is also a common feeling. "If I had known it, I wouldn't have been married. It would be great to get married directly."

At that time, I chose to get engaged instead of getting married, considering Chuxia's current age, and I still have two years to go to the bride, and I planned to get married after the bride. Although there were many brides before the bride, I transitioned from a girl's life to a woman's life too early, and Lu Qianhe didn't want Chuxia to do this.

"What are you thinking in your head all day long? Okay, I'm back to your room, you can rest early in the evening," he escaped.

The usual spacious and quiet yard became lively not long after. Chuxia directly regarded the Lu Mansion's yard as a workshop for making shell crafts. She was not idle either. She had to teach the other six people while working. Sometimes when Lu Qianhe came back early, she even captured Lu Qianhe as a labor force and worked with her.

The girls who came to work were originally afraid of Lu Qianhe, because they were an official at least. Besides, they didn’t have a good impression of the county magistrate before, but after a few days of contact, they found that the county was pretty good. It seemed that it was still a wife who was strict in charge?

"It's clear that you're good-looking, why are you so clumsy?" Chu Xia snatched the tool for polishing shells from Lu Qianhe, "Go away and wash the pile of shells."

Someone who was despised: "…............ so many people are watching. Please give me some face. After all, I am a county magistrate..."

There are sketches in early summer, and the things I made at the beginning were just some jewelry pendants. The best is that the styles are diverse and beautiful. The girls who work are a little curious about what to do in early summer. There is no explanation in early summer, and they don’t know how the responses of these things are outside.

Twenty days after the first batch of jewelry pendants made of shells were completed. Lu Qianhe hired several carriages and strong people to transport these things back to Shitou Town, and Fan Jian also returned to Shitou Town with him.

"I still have to deal with this matter myself, so I have to go back and tell you the specific situation and letters." Chu Xia and Lu Qianhe were talking to him on the eve of the departure.

"Thank you for your hard work." This matter was not about Chuxia's business, it was something he thought of, but most of it was left to Chuxia. He wanted to help, but now he was unable to do it.

"What's the hard work about this? Don't worry. I have a way of doing business, but Mr. Fan and I are gone, and you are the only one left. You have to take good care of yourself."

Fan Jian couldn't stand the two of them being kind to each other, so he raised his foot toward the carriage in front, "Get off quickly, it would be too late if you don't set off."

A total of four carriages and four coachmen were hired. The carriage in front carried Chuxia and Fan Jian, and some food needed on the road, so there was less load. The three carriages in the back were all carrying cargo. The convoy rushed back to Shitou Town.

The convoy parked at the door of the Zhang family's yard. When his daughter came back, Liu was of course happy. He looked at the carriage outside, "How much did you buy there and bring it back?"

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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