Chapter 48

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 On the way, Zhao Xiaoyu looked at Yuanye's face and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I was so focused on choosing a storybook that I forgot you were still there."

 Yuanye complained aggrievedly, "You still talk to that Yuanye?" The brothers talked to each other, talking endlessly!"

 Zhao Xiaoyu opened his mouth, "But, Brother Yuan is just like me, he is a brother!"

 Yuanye tightened his hand, "Brother can't do it either. ! You are my husband, and if you talk to other people and get so close, I will be jealous!"

 Zhao Xiaoyu's big eyes curled up, and he thought for a moment, "Then you can't let others get close to you ! , I will be jealous too, you are my husband-in-law!"

 Yuanye nodded matter-of-factly, and when he heard the words "sister-in-law," he was instantly happy.

 It was obvious that Zhao Xiaoyu had learned how to smooth Yuanye's hair, and he made Yuanye happy with just one sentence.

 Yuan Ye glanced at him, and many tricks had already crossed his mind. Of course, it was not that simple to coax him. After getting into bed at night, he would slowly reason with him...

 When Yuan Ye went to pick up the ring, he always felt the look in the shopkeeper's eyes. Something is wrong. He didn't think much about it. He showed the two rings to Zhao Xiaoyu with a mysterious look on his face, "Look?"

 Because they were new, the two silver rings were still shining. The style was not complicated, and there were only two rings. There are winding leaf patterns, and the pattern in the middle of the leaf pattern is the unicorn flower. Zhao Xiaoyu vaguely caught a glimpse of something else inside the ring. He picked it up and looked at it, and found that the name of Yuanye was engraved on the inside of the smaller ring, while the larger one was of course his name. Zhao Xiaoyu instantly understood Yuanye's intention and smiled sweetly while holding the ring.

 Yuanye stretched out his left hand and said, "Put it on my ring finger for me."

 Zhao Xiaoyu personally put the silver ring engraved with the words "Zhao Xiaoyu" on Yuanye's hand, and then stretched out his left hand for Yuanye to wear it on him. On. Zhao Xiaoyu looked at the ring on his left hand again and again and liked it very much.

 After returning home in the evening, Yuanye of course pulled him and talked about 'reasons' in the middle of the night, which directly caused Zhao Xiaoyu to get up at almost noon.

 Today they were going to the Zhao family to celebrate the New Year. Gan Amo had already prepared many things to take to the Zhao family.

 In addition to bacon, sausages, crispy meat, and dried sweet potatoes, there are also his homemade maltose and peanut candy. The malt is made by Gan Amo in the greenhouse in the dyeing workshop. Because the temperature is high enough, the malt is made very quickly.

 It was around four o'clock in the afternoon when Yuanye and the others arrived. Because of the Chinese New Year, they all put on new clothes. Gan Qingqing was still a little kid, and he kept grinning when he put on the new clothes that his mother had sewn for him.

 The Zhao family's kitchen has been busy today. In addition to Wang Zhao, he also called Zhao Xiaohu and Father Zhao into the kitchen. It was Yuanye's arrival that freed the two of them from the kitchen.

 The Zhao family made money and bought tea cakes, which were of course not very valuable crude tea. At this moment in the wilderness, Zhao Xiaohu, Zhao Lao and Gan Bo, each holding a cup of tea, were sitting in the hall with silver charcoal burning and chatting.

 Yuanye asked about Yinsi Tan's business. Even though it was Chinese New Year, their business couldn't be delayed. Zhao Xiaohu was going to deliver goods on the third day of the lunar new year. As for Liu Youtian and the others, it was even worse. They had to go back to the charcoal kiln in the afternoon of the second day of the new year. The progress of the dyeing workshop was pretty good, and Yuanye asked them to come back to work on the sixth day of the lunar new year.

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