From Cultivator to Widow (MTL)

CHAPTER 17

Su Hui found a lot of books related to medicine, and she had to put together a set of textbooks.

From junior high school to high school, there were a dozen of the latest newspapers, two cabinets, a box, an incense burner, a small copper tripod, A large urn, and some calligraphy and paintings.

She couldn't tell whether these paintings were made by famous people, but she also used a brush in the world of self-cultivation. stand up.

Generally speaking, these are criticized now, but if the peaceful and prosperous times are restored, gold in troubled times and antiques in prosperous times will come in handy at that time.

After Su An had picked out the books, she put the textbooks and the little people's books that were allowed to be released on the top.

The uncle gave the scales according to these, and calculated the price uniformly.

Su An also borrowed a small cart and pushed it to the place where no one was there.

Places to go, only to put these into the mustard space.

Next, it was getting late. Su An tidied up her bags.

The reason she came to the city was to come to the city to organize the textbooks.

She said that she wanted to take a junior high school diploma to convince the public.

She wanted to come to the city to look for it, and Zhang Chengye wrote her a letter of introduction, so she naturally had to bring the corresponding book back to cover up her eyes and ears.

On the way back in the car, Su An saw a familiar figure, her eyes narrowed slightly.

Isn't that person Xie Rui?

Xie Rui also recognized her and said hello, "Sister Su."

The corners of Su Hui's mouth twitched.

As long as she was older than herself, she would call her eldest sister, it's really...

"Xie Zhiqing, you also come to the city."

Noticing his large package, he raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Are you going home to visit relatives?"

Xie Rui shook his head:

"No, my home is in the capital. I came here to have relatives and friends here to visit."

Then this package was the New Year gift package given to him by his relatives and friends.

It seems that Zhao Xialan is right, his family is good, and there are relatives and friends here who can take care of him.

Xie Rui naturally chatted with Su Anpan.

They sit in the front and back seats so they don't seem too intimate.

"You can just call me Comrade Su. I think people outside call it that."

Su An really doesn't want to accept this title.

If she counts her age of the third generation, of course it's okay to be called eldest sister, but in the world of self-cultivation After that, she built the foundation is just a baby, the name of the big sister can be heard less than once.

"Okay, Comrade Su, why did Comrade Su come to the city? I saw it once when I was dividing the fish, otherwise I wouldn't know it was from the same village."

Xie Rui is young, only 17 this year, and said this with a smile It's hard not to feel good about it.

Su An was eleven years older than him, and she was already the mother of four children, so Xie Rui started talking naturally, not as cold and polite as in front of girls of the same age.