Beautiful Farming Wife

After finishing packing, Luo Manman took out the rice paper and pens and inks bought today, studied the grinding, and when Yushu wrote, he felt only a thousand words stuck in his heart and could not tell. 「^ 追 ^ 书 ^ 帮 ^ 首 ~ 发」

As his head sank, Yushou began to write Juan Xiu's handwriting on the paper.

"Yiming, when you saw the letter, I was gone.

Don't come to me, I don't want to make you embarrassed, let alone because I make you mother and child discord.

Thank you for being kind to me. Without you, maybe I would have died.

This silver ticket is the result of my recipe. I leave it to you, even if I paid off your kindness, the house in the family is dilapidated, and it will leak as soon as it rains. Buying a field, buying a land, building a house, and marrying a wife. Already.

Goodbye my benefactor, I wish you happiness!

Don't miss, Man Man stay. "

When writing the last few sentences, the palm of the hand seemed to be drained, and scattered tears dripped on the white paper, evenly stained with a layer of pale blooms, which seemed to be telling her persistence.

When Luo Manman arrived at the time of parting, she found her resentment. Did she fall in love with Xiao Yiming, which is unlikely ...

People are emotional, not to mention the men who care for her every day.

This is grateful, not emotional, yes, that's it, Luo Manman tried to convince himself to fold the silver ticket and rice paper to hold it on the platform.

Open the window with fine slits, and the night sky outside is black and dark. It will probably take less than three days. Luo Manman sighed, and when she looked back, she found tears on her face.

The candlelight shone in the small room, and the dim light was not too bright. She paced softly to the pit, touching Xiao Yiming's smooth cheek with her hands, and sweet with closed eyes.

"Yiming, you must take good care of yourself, goodbye."

Luo Manman resisted the sorrow in her heart, and went to the lobby to find a lantern. This lantern is rarely used by the Xiao family, but it is dirty and old, but it does not affect its use.

Picking up the baggage, he took a last look at Xiao Yiming, bit his lip and blew out the candles, gently covered the wooden door and left Xiao's house.

As soon as I left the yard, the night breeze blew slowly. The wind in the early morning was a bit cold. The field roads were deserted and clear. In the distance, the black mountains were cascading with mountains.

Occasionally I heard a dog barking in the village. There wasn't even a ghost in this silent night. I was walking alone on the path, and I was really scared.

The faint candlelight in the lantern illuminated the indistinct road ahead.

Without any means of transportation, walking on both legs, after an hour, the crops behind were long invisible, and the distant horizon began to appear white.

Luo Manman estimated that he felt enough medicine to sleep until seven in the morning, until his feet were as heavy as a pot of lead, and the sky was completely transparent.

In the early morning, the sky was already bright, and the rising sun rose from the east with a pinkish red, staining the back of Luo Manman with a light red halo.

The morning air is cold and fresh, and the outline of Shilong Town not far away is gradually clear. The two rows of trees along the road are lush and leafy, and they stand tall in the cool and thin morning.

Luo Manman stepped on the mist along a small intestine trail and came to Shilong Town.

In the cold town, people began to crowd up. The streets paved with bluestone, hawkers began to sell breakfast and vegetables.

Luo Manman pulled the bag down from his shoulders to his shoulders and looked up. The pedestrians on the street were mostly women with baskets for vegetables.

The hawkers selling early on the street yelled hard: "Soy milk fritters, fresh soy milk, will the girl have a cup?"

The hawker said to Luo Manman, who was in a blue cloth, looking confused.

The soy milk looked sweet and delicious, and Luo Manman pursed her thirsty lips: "Boss, give me a drink and pack it away."

"Oh, girl, soy milk three pennies, get it."

"Steamed buns are sold. They have thin skins, one for three pennies, two for five pennies. It ’s not good or bad. This girl, do you want to come for two?

The hawker looked at Luo Manman and glanced at the booth, and greeted him with enthusiasm.

"Give me two." Luo Manmanli handed him the prepared copper plate.

She was really hungry after walking for so long. She opened her mouth and took a bite of the bun. The oil flowed from the corner of her mouth, her heart was sour, and she instantly thought of the smiling, handsome man.

Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Now that she is finally free, she can live the life she likes. She should be happy.

Shilong Town is quite large. Luo Manman walked a few streets and finally came to the town gate. This town gate is in the direction of Wuzhen next door.

There will be a lot of people out of town, and there will be a small queue.

When it came to Luo Manman's turn, the guards at the door casually looked at her in a coarse cloth, and asked, as usual, "what's the matter with this girl going to Wuzhen?"

Luo Manman calmly said, "If you return to guarding the elder brother, the little girl will go to Wuzhen to visit her relatives."

"Okay, let's go."

"Thank you, Brother Guard."

Luo Manman looked back at Shilong Town, took back the nostalgia, whispered goodbye, Xiao Yiming.

Wuzhen is much more prosperous than Shilong Town. The streets are lined with antique shops. The pedestrians on the street are bustling and lively.

It is said that Wuzhen is twice as big as Shilong Town, and it is naturally more lively and prosperous. When passing through the main street, Luo Manman found that there was a long line at the gate of a luxurious mansion.

"Sister, what's happening here? Are there so many people at the gate of this mansion, are they trying to find a girl?" Luo Manman ran off and asked an elder sister who was talking to others.

Look at the elder sister's eyebrows, the enthusiastic person at first glance, ask her exactly.

"Girl, you should be from a foreign country. What tricks are you, the designer of a house builder?" The elder sister raised her mouth and looked mysterious.

"What the **** is a building master, eldest sister, can you talk about it?" Someone else asked curiously.

"Ha, you don't know anything about this, this Mofu is a distant relative of the Zhifu family.

This is why they just moved to Wuzhen and are not satisfied with the original old mansion. They have to rebuild it. Now they are recruiting a master who knows the design of house architecture? "

"Sister, you know quite comprehensively. Seeing the luxurious atmosphere of this mansion, the treatment must be good, otherwise you will have to squeeze everyone's heads into it?" Luo Manman asked.

"Oh, this is the case. There are so many people in building a house. No wonder so many people. When does this have to be scheduled?" Some people commented.

"The elder brothers and sisters, yes or no, the distant relatives of the prefecture, but they are noble.

The residence they live in is much more demanding. The average architect must not be able to look at it, and I don't know who is so lucky to be selected.

I heard that the bonus can be high, and during the renovation of the mansion, the food and food are covered, and the treatment can be generous. "

Luo Manman took all these arguments into her ears, and with a bright, grinning smile, it's great. She just worries about finding a place to settle down. Isn't this an opportunity in front of her?

On architecture, who can be better than her professional background.

There was a long queue outside Mofu. It was not until noon that the housekeeper was waiting. Luo Manman was standing outside and was almost exposed to heatstroke. After standing for so long, her feet were softening, and finally it was her qualification to enter the government for interview.

At least there are hundreds of people who come to apply. Looking at the dense crowd, Luo Manman is dizzy for a while, isn't it just an architectural design position? As for? This scene is as intense as the graduate job hunting.

However, the question from the housekeeper can be tricky: "What are the characteristics of the soil, the attributes of the bricks, and the insights of the famous buildings in various places, it is even more amazing to be able to write poems and drawings."

The last topic that made people scream was that the housekeeper gave everyone a blueprint of the most warm and luxurious mansion in his mind.

"Butler, me, I can't paint." Someone said honestly.

"Butler, that, I don't know how to write poetry." Someone flushed and whispered.

"No, then the next, the next." Butler's loud treble was like a trumpet. This selection contest was too abnormal, and he would actually chant poems.

In the words of the housekeeper, after the rebuilding of the mansion, it is necessary to match the couplet and the name of the corresponding loft, so naturally it needs some knowledge.

As soon as this rule came out, many big and old architects were knocked down, and they were silently eliminated by shaking their heads and sighing.

Bishi, isn't this the best of Luo Manman? Just throwing out an ancient poem can make them praise, but the housekeeper is full of praise.

After this round, few remain.