Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang watched Xiao Naihe attack Wang Guihua away with cold eyes, feeling completely calm. After he ate five buns in one go, he sent him back to the army.

"Daughter-in-law, I will come back and sleep at night."

Xiao Naihe was so coquettish, the more he looked at his shy and awkward daughter-in-law, the more he liked her.

Su Haitang responded by slamming the door and continued to seize the time to adapt to this useless body.

This body can't fit into the space, and at critical moments, it has to rely on its legs to work hard to stay alive. It's impossible not to practice being agile.

But she is not afraid of letting the little fox go if there is danger.

Su Haitang concentrated on practicing, and once again rejected Xiao Naihe who had gone home early to prepare for something.

Xiao Naihe knew that he had broken his wife's heart before and couldn't cover it up for a while, so he had no choice but to touch his nose and sleep in the hut.

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, the wake-up call sounded in the military area next door, and Xiao Naihe dressed lightly and went out.

Su Haitang covered the basket of buns that she had packed last night, and the buns inside were immediately put into the space. She locked the door and pretended to move downstairs.

After two trips back and forth without encountering anyone, Su Haitang tied up three large empty baskets in a good mood. Of course, the tops were tightly covered so that the contents would not be exposed. Then she unlocked the chain lock on the trolley and pushed them out.

The temperature in the early autumn morning was very low. Su Haitang was wearing autumn clothes and long trousers from her own space, but she didn't feel cold at all.

It was very early, and even the old man and lady who had gotten up early for a walk did not come out. She walked out of the family courtyard quietly. After walking for a while, she put away the cart and dressed up for a morning run.

Before the morning bus came, Su Haitang jogged all the way. After two extreme runs, her clothes were soaked with sweat.

Calculating the time and distance, she borrowed the toilet at a villager's house, used the water stored in the space to do a simple scrubbing, put on clean underwear, and still wore the dusty coarse clothes outside.

Saying goodbye to the generous villagers, Su Haitang walked and hitchhiked all the way to the city.

It was almost half past six when we entered the city, and more and more people came out to buy breakfast and go to the morning market for morning exercise.

Su Haitang thanked the tractor driver who kindly took her, found a hidden alley entrance, changed into clean and neat light-colored clothes, wore a white chef's hat and a large mask, and pushed the tractor to find a suitable place on the roadside to prepare. Set up a stall.

Her outfit was too eye-catching, and soon the alert Aunt Hongxiuhuan stopped her and asked her.

"For what?"

Su Haitang took off one of the mask straps, revealing his whole face. He smiled and opened the clean sheet covering the basket, opened the upturned clean basin, and revealed the hot and fragrant buns inside.

"Auntie, I made breakfast to sell. You can try it."

The aunt looked at her round and white fingers, the gaps between her nails were spotless, and she felt a little moved when she smelled the tempting aroma of the food.

"You are very particular about wrapping it like this."

Su Haitang put the steamed buns in a clean plastic bag into her hands, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

"You can't be careless about what goes into your mouth. I plan to sell food for a long time, so I can't ruin my reputation."

"Try it quickly. If you think it tastes good, give me an advertisement. My buns are filled with fillings and taste good. The key is that they are clean. You can eat them with confidence."

"The vegetarian ones are 50 cents each, the ones with eggs are 30 cents each, the ones with vegetables and meat are 35 cents each, and the pure pork fillings are 50 cents each. Come back if it's delicious."

She stretched out her hand to stop hitting the smiling person, but the aunt couldn't keep her face straight after hearing what she said. She took the bun and took a bite, her mouth full of oil.

"Well, your bun filling is well prepared and delicious!"

The aunt boasted with bright eyes and reached into her bag to take out the money.

"Auntie, I'm not taking advantage of you. It's fifty cents each, right? It's a bit expensive, but the stuffing is really honest and the taste is incredible. It's worth it!"