Assassin Farmer

Chapter 32: 027 Long time no see!

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At noon the next day, Lin Siyao returned to Yuelai Inn according to his words.

Su Shuilin was sitting by the window with his chin up, waiting for him. Seeing that he came back unscathed, he happily greeted him: "Are you back?"

"Yeah." Lin Siyao nodded with a deep smile in his eyes. Her greeting made him involuntarily happy.

"The wood has been pulled to Fanhua Town." Lin Siyao took the wet face towel she handed over, wiped the dust from his face and hands all the way, changed a coat, pulled her to sit, and explained the general process to she listens.

"Shui Lin, please invite a few carpenters to start work at the same time." At the end, he suddenly suggested.

Su Shuilin was a little puzzled and blinked: "What's wrong?" He had never seen him so anxious before.

Lin Siyao lowered his eyelids, unable to see the expression on his face.

"Okay." Su Shuilin raised a soft smile and held his generous palm, "I always believe in you."

Lin Siyao heard the words, raised his head, looked at her intently for a long time, and then nodded slowly: "I won't bully you."

Su Shuilin was a little confused. I thought he was going to explain something, and it turns out... is this a... promise? However, the blush that suddenly rose on her cheeks still betrayed her inner joy.

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Su Shuilin hid in the gauze tent and stared at the inner layer of his trousers for a long time, oh... God! Are you kidding me

Yueyue had been thinking about it before, but it never came. Just when she finally accepted the possibility that this body was not yet ready, and almost forgot what happened, the long-lost Kwai Shui suddenly came. She was caught off guard, who was unprepared.

How to do? Su Shui was lying on the bed dry, not daring to move. For fear of making a move, the fine white cotton cloth under him would be messed up.

Fortunately, that day, I bought two calico cloths for lining. After pulling it for a while, I cut it into a dozen cloth strips that were one hand wide. After stacking the layers, I put them in my trousers, hoping not to stain the only two sets of changing clothes.

It's just that she didn't even dare to go out of the inn's room door.

At this time, she began to miss the cotton bag she used every month at Su's house. The outer layer is also such a fine white cotton cloth, with a thick layer of cotton wool and a piece of absorbent paper sandwiched inside. Although it feels clumsy, at least it won't leak into the trousers when worn under the body.

Su Shuilin thought about it like this, and at the same time, he alternately rubbed his slightly swollen lower abdomen with both hands, hoping not to rush out too much all at once. Slowly, he fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Siyao went to Fanhua Town to work as a supervisor early in the morning.

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Three new carpenters were hired, and together with the original Feng Laoliu, the four of them were busy in the house.

They had never seen wood of such a color. I secretly guessed whether it was bought from abroad. After all, according to a few villagers who are used to getting up early, these big trees were pulled by a four-mule trolley in four trips.

What kind of wood are the several wood shops in Fanluo City selling? Don't you know if you do it yourself? ! Naturally there is no big wood of this color. In particular, the seven red sandalwood trees, in their opinion, are even tougher and more solid than authentic red sandalwood.

With Lin Siyao's ear, they could clearly hear what the four of them were muttering. However, he was not in the mood to explain. As long as it doesn't affect the progress of the project and likes to mutter, then mutter is fine.

Holding a willow branch in his hand, he walked around the house several times, and finally settled beside the cherry tree in the backyard. , and a bench with a back."

The four of them looked at each other, and then the elder Feng Laoliu answered: "Young master wants to make it out of this wood?" There are stone tables and benches in the yard, but they are made of wood...

Lin Siyao swept away a cold glance after hearing the words, which meant: Just do what you want, what a lot of nonsense!

The four quickly lowered their heads and hurriedly started their work. God, what is the origin of this man? To be able to swipe so casually, I feel a lot of pressure. Forget it, let's work hard. Finish early and go home and hug my wife. Fortunately, the wages of this business are still not low. If you can complete it within ten days, you can still get a lot of money. So, it's always a good idea to hurry up and work.

Lin Siyao ignored them and continued to walk, sometimes stopping to think. In the meantime, the four of them were instructed to add a bench of the same style beside the jujube tree in the front yard facing the river, and to add a set of plum blossom piles of different heights on the grass near the river bank.

Until this time, the four talents were convinced that the young man in front of him, who was only in his early twenties, but whose aura far surpassed his own, was a martial artist. Otherwise, no farmer would think of making a set of plum blossom piles. And still use such a tough, solid wood. It's not like it's just a decoration! As a result, the movements in the hands of the four became more swift and serious. And as much as possible to come up with all the strength to use this project.

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When Lin Siyao returned to the inn, Su Shuilin was still lying on the bed in his clothes and sleeping soundly.

Gently touched her forehead, nothing unusual. Lin Siyao was relieved. Glancing at the room, it seems that it is no different from going out in the morning.

She frowned slightly, turned around and went downstairs, asking the shopkeeper about her lunch today. When she heard that she neither asked anyone to bring food upstairs, nor went downstairs or went out to eat, her brows furrowed even more.

After ordering a few light hot dishes and having Xiao Er quickly bring them to the room, Lin Siyao turned and went upstairs again. In my heart, I kept guessing the various reasons why she refused to eat.

"Huh? Are you back? Is it too late?" Su Shuilin heard the sound, and Yunyou opened her eyes. I slept so sweetly this night that I almost forgot the pain in my lower abdomen.

Seeing that Lin Siyao was directing Xiao Er to put the meals on the table one by one, and then brought in a bucket of hot water, only to realize that the sky was completely gray.

"What's wrong?" Lin Siyao twisted a hot wipe and gently wiped her cheeks that were blushing from sleep.

When Su Shuilin heard this, his face turned red again.

Seeing this, Lin Siyao glanced at her in confusion. If it wasn't for the normal temperature, he would have doubted whether she had a fever.

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"Didn't eat at noon?" Lin Siyao helped her to make it and made her lean against the bedside. He brought a bowl of rice, with a few chopsticks for each dish, and sat beside her, as if to feed her.

"I... I'll do it myself." Su Shuilin wanted to take the bowl and chopsticks in his hand.

"Tell me what's wrong, or I'll feed you." Lin Siyao moved his hand, and the tableware and chopsticks had already been changed to the other hand. With a bit of worry mixed in his usual cold voice, he talked to her about the conditions.

Hearing this, Su Shuilin glared at him angrily. Turn around and ignore him.

Lin Siyao sighed helplessly: "Shui Lin... Is there anything inconvenient to tell me? Or... I'm still not qualified to listen... "

"Don't talk nonsense!" Su Shuilin immediately turned his head when he heard it, and, ignoring the shyness of the difference between men and women, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, intending to stop him from sighing sadly.

Lin Siyao took her hand and wrapped it in his own, his deep black eyes staring at her without blinking.

"I... that... is here." Su Shui couldn't resist his persistence, and said in a low mosquito-like voice. Hearing that, Lin Siyao was confused.

"Which one?" Seeing her bowing her head for a long time, he blurted out without any intention of continuing to explain.

"Sunflower water!" Su Shuilin blushed and couldn't help but growl. Only then did he realize that he seemed to be speaking too loudly, and hurriedly covered his lips.

Lin Siyao was stunned for a while before he understood what she meant. There was also a blush on his face.

"Is this enough to ask the shopkeeper's wife?" Lin Siyao entered Su Shuilin's room with a large tuft of white cotton in his hand.

"Oh, it should be enough." Su Shuilin, who was sitting on the head of the bed, carefully moved his lower body and took the white cotton in Lin Siyao's hand. Based on his visual estimation, it should be possible to make more than four or five pieces.

That's right, Su Shuilin, Miss Su, is going to sew a few pieces of cotton cloth for sunflower water according to memory. She didn't want to have to lie in bed every day for the next few days without moving. Besides, even if she lies still, it doesn't mean that the sunflower water won't leak into the underwear and jacket. Rather than fighting against Jingjing like this, it is better to think of a good countermeasure.

Here, although cotton is not a valuable thing, after harvesting, people usually sell the cotton to buy cotton robes and quilts, while the rest is white and fluffy. The shopkeeper of the cloth workshop.

The shopkeeper's wife must have mixed some from her own body and gave it to Su Shuilin.

Lin Siyao followed Su Shuilin's words, picked out a thicker embroidery needle from her sewing bag with all kinds of needles and threads, and handed it to her along with the fine white cotton cloth that had not been replaced in the bag. Although curious, he did not ask in detail. The guess in my heart must be related to her coming to Sunflower Water.

Thinking of this, Lin Siyao's face once again floated two barely visible blushes.

When a woman comes to Sunflower Water, it means that she can have children from now on. Child... I think of him as an orphan. Si Ling, the killer who lived in the dark for the past twenty years, is about to have a child of his own...