Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling Chapter 643: A peasant girl who doesn’t want to be the number one scholar is not a good princess (6)

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The horses are tall and mighty, and the people on the horses are even more handsome.

The speaker was a young man in red, holding a riding crop, a sword at his waist, and a charming smile. He turned around and said: "I see that he has some plans. Your Majesty, it is the time to train your team, why don't you take him with you?" Go?"

The person he was talking to was looking at the mountains in the distance with his hands behind his back.

The black clothes are as fierce as ice, and the body is tall and cold. The handsome face is half covered by the black jade mask. He looks like he has just reached his age, but his aura is formidable. There is a knife hanging from his waist, and the blade is sharp. Zhanzhan is colder than the wind and snow.

He looked at the road into the mountain in the snow, seeing the mountain peaks from far to near, and then he spoke slowly.

"I'm just a child of twelve or thirteen years old, do you think you can take it seriously?"

The voice was cold and sharp, slightly hoarse, one part graceful and noble, one part awe-inspiring and chilly. It made one couldn't help but smell the strong wind rolling through the battlefield in the northwest, and the fishy smell of blood polished on the blade.

The young man in red was choked by what he said, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, you are the last batch of knights. The talented and famous disciples of the aristocratic families in the capital have long been won over by other princes and princes! You have not been around since you were young. How many of them can you raise? How can you compete with them?"

"That's it? I still don't like him!" The prince sneered, "This guy has some motive, but he's not enough to attract people, so don't bother with him anymore."

He looked up and saw that the snow had completely stopped, and the ridge was shining with silver light.

"You go into the village and ask for some hot water, we will go into the mountains right away. When the snow falls, the hibernating red cloud snakes move slowly, and the best effect is to dig out the snake's gall to make medicine."

"Yes!"

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At the funeral of "Xia Chaojin", Tong Su gave him the most profound farewell within the scope of what she could do.

It is said that it is a grand burial, but it is nothing more than spending dozens of taels of silver on the coffin, leaving the body for a few days, and then placing it in the grave.

Daughter's family, especially those who have not been engaged or divorced, are not allowed to be buried in ancestral graves in most areas. But Tong Su insisted. This was a private matter of their Xia family. Most of the villagers were sympathetic, so they did not stop them. , the coffin was delivered to the tomb smoothly.

"Mom, it's been almost a month since we returned to Xiajiacun. Dad didn't leave much money, so we had to find a way to continue living. We also have land that dad bought back then, but you and I both Even if you are not a good hand in the fields, you will not be able to plant..."

Tong Su is a little worried.

After she changed her clothes, she quickly went outside to bring back a basin of snow, and went into the kitchen to boil water. It was cold now, and the water tank and well were frozen. To drink water, she had to boil snow.

Uncle Xia's family didn't get the inheritance, and they were very dissatisfied with Tong Su and her daughter. Whenever they got the chance, they would sneer at them, let alone provide help.

Xia's mother was weak and could only cry. She wanted to beg them, but was held back by Tong Su.

"Chao and Qingzhai, even if they don't dare to come and grab things again, the two of us still have a lot of life. It's still snowing, and if nothing else, just burning the kang for warmth requires firewood, but why? Do it?"

Tong Su boiled the water and said, "Mom, just rest and rest, I know what to do."

The portable space that comes with the system is a full cubic meter in size. It is empty and contains no supplies.

But it was convenient for her to go into the mountains to cut firewood and carry it back.

After breakfast, Xia's mother turned on the spinning wheel and began to weave. She was an orphan in troubled times and could not read. The only thing she could do was to be able to weave good cloth.

The money left by Xia's father was quite a lot for the villagers, but neither Tongsu nor Xia's mother was willing to sit back and take advantage of everything.

And Tongsu went to the back of the house, picked up a bamboo basket, put a bundle of rope in it, and took a machete.

Go into the mountains.

Chop wood.