Chang’an Peasant Girl

Xiao Changyi, hehe, the more she looks at this man, the more she likes him.

Thinking of this, the smile on Jing's face deepened a little.

After dealing with An Jing's foot injury, Xiao Changyi went to the kitchen to wash his hands before coming back.

He took out the deed of betrayal from his arms, and Xiao Changyi handed it to An Jing with a blank face.

Quiet just laughs, but does not answer.

"Here." Xiao Changyi then spoke, his voice was light, and he could not hear any emotional ups and downs.

Jing Jing was still laughing, but she also said, "It's been given to you, so it's yours."

Xiao Changyi said nothing, but did not withdraw his hand.

Quietly lowered her eyes, looked at the prostitution contract stretched out in front of her, and felt his stubbornness. After a while, she asked with a smile, "Why, you dislike me?" After a while, she smiled even more, "I can't have children."

Xiao Changyi remained silent.

An Jing sighed, a little disappointed, took the deed of prostitution, and put it into his arms without even looking at it.

I wanted to get up and leave, but I didn't expect to hear Xiao Changyi say: "You can leave after recovering from your injury, or you can stay." After a pause, "If you stay at my house, you have to marry me. "

An Jing was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, and finally stopped laughing, she said lightly: "I can't give birth to a child."

"It's okay."

"If you marry me, then I won't let you marry another girl. You can only have me, is it okay?" Jing raised her eyebrows. In this era when men can have three wives and four concubines, she is completely provocative by asking this.

Xiao Changyi's eyes locked her tightly, and he said, "I only want to marry you, only you."

Quietly shocked. She used to know a lot of men, but all of them were not her type, so she never fell in love until she died. If she lived again, maybe she could fall in love and get married.

After all, she was very fond of this man.

Bending down, bowing his head, he found the hatchet from the bamboo basket, and quietly stuffed the hatchet into Xiao Changyi's hand: "Here, my dowry."

Xiao Changyi stared blankly at the hatchet in his hand, unable to react for a while.

Quiet smirked and raised his eyebrows higher: "Why, do you still want me to go to the village entrance and roar, let the whole village know that I want to marry you?"

Xiao Changyi finally reacted and returned to his previous expressionless face, and said lightly: "No need, I will tell the village chief tomorrow, and everyone will know."

Quiet just laughs. This guy is really what she likes the more she gets along. How can it suit her spleen and stomach so well?

Xiao Changyi turned around and entered the inner room, found a wooden box from the inner room, and then put the quiet dowry - the hatchet in it.

Jing Jing jumped to the door of the inner room with one foot, just when he saw Xiao Changyi put the hatchet in the box, he was dumbfounded. But, let's not say, the interior is really neat.

I like clean and quiet, and I am more satisfied with Xiao Changyi's future husband.

There is a wooden bed in the inner room. It can sleep one person, but if it sleeps two people, it will collapse, right?

Quiet is not very sure thinking.

Accepting the setting of Xiao Changyi's poverty, An Jing will not dislike the simplicity of the interior furniture at all, as long as the thatched hut does not collapse, she is not demanding now.

What's more, life is definitely getting better.

She has always been optimistic.

As soon as Xiao Changyi saw her standing at the door of the inner room, he put down the box, got up and helped her sit on the bed. Then, he went to fiddle with the wooden box and looked around the inner room before deciding to put the hatchet in the box. The wooden box is placed on top of the wardrobe.