CHAPTER 99: 99: ARE YOU DISGUSTED WITH ME? (PART 3)_1

"Buying cloth."

"Hm?"

Haoming pursed his lips, "Third Brother, to make clothes."

Dong Huiying was taken aback, she remembered that Liang Shujun had a sewing box, and besides, Yixuan seemed to also often mend and patch things. Well, why not just buy the cloth directly, that way it would be a lot cheaper?

So, she purchased several bolts of cloth that were relatively cheap and when she saw scraps piled up in a corner of the shop, her eyes lit up. After haggling with the shopkeeper, she got a pile for free, as they were not much use to him anyway.

Afterward, the two rushed to the vegetable market, buying fatty pork belly, lean pork, Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, polished white rice, flour, and various coarse grains. In short, they bought a great heap of everything they could think of.

In the end, Dong Huiying also picked up some pork offal, big marrow bones, and poultry like chicken, duck, and goose, as well as a basket each of chicken and duck eggs.

Haoming showed no expression.

But there was a little man inside him who was flabbergasted.

Indeed, no matter where she was, a woman was still a woman, this gift for shopping was really impressive!!

......

It wasn’t until dusk that Dong Huiying finally finished her grand shopping spree, still not completely satisfied.

She bought a lot of things, and deeply realized one thing—money really doesn’t last when you spend it.

She specifically looked for bargains. There were many things she found quite nice, but she chickened out as soon as she heard the price. Was it possible she was too good at squandering money??

"Let’s go, we’ll spend tonight at Shujun’s rental house, and first thing tomorrow morning, we’ll find a cart to haul our things back to the village."

Haoming had no objections. In fact, he was rarely opinionated, and Dong Huiying had interacted with him a few times and slowly figured this out.

Haoming was not a fussy person. Most of the time, he followed her like a shadow, but when she needed help, like when she had too much to carry or the items were too heavy, he would step up. Other than that, maintaining silence was his only constant.

They arrived at Liang Shujun’s rental in town and saw a padlock hanging on the gate. Dong Huiying slapped her forehead in annoyance.

"Or maybe..." Her eyes craftily glanced over at the surrounding wall. The houses in the town were probably designed to keep out burglars, not like the village where simple fences and hedgerows sufficed. They used yellow clay brick walls almost exclusively.

As she was contemplating whether to climb the wall, she saw Haoming squat down, move a tattered and inconspicuous little flower pot away from the front of the gate and, to her surprise, pull out a key from underneath it...

Dong Huiying: "..."

They opened the gate, moved all the bags and packages inside, and Dong Huiying, tired, plopped down directly onto the wooden bed, sprawling out corpse-like.

Noises of water pumping came from outside; there was a well in the yard. She lay there for a moment, but curiosity got the better of her, and she leapt up and ran out the door, only to see Haoming take off his bamboo hat and grab a handful of greens, busily washing vegetables.

A smile spread across her face.

Leaning lazily against the doorframe, she felt her mood lift and fatigue fade away.

Even with a large scar on his face, it made him seem all the more valiant.

He silently went about his work, and observing him like this, Dong Huiying suddenly felt a sense of tranquility in her soul.

The restless energy she had during the shopping spree disappeared in an instant. All that remained in her eyes was a courtyard, a house, a well, a man.

A good-looking man is always a catch, even if he is not good with words and lacks the knack for sweet-talking. Just looking at him is a pleasure, quite a feast for the eyes.