Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

Su Haitang coldly watched Xiao Naihe walk away from Wang Guihua, without a stir in his heart. When he ate five buns in one breath, he blasted the man back to the army.

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

Xiao Nai's face is pitiful, and the more he looks at his shy and awkward wife, the more he likes it.

Su Haitang slammed the door in response, and continued to seize the time to adapt to this useless body.

This body can't get into the space, and at the critical moment, he has to rely on his two legs to save his life.

But she is not afraid, she is in danger, and she puts the little fox away.

Su Haitang concentrated on practicing, and once again dumped Xiao Naihe, who had gone home early to do something, closed the door.

Xiao Nai knew that he had broken his daughter-in-law's heart before and couldn't cover it for a while, so he had to touch his nose and go to sleep in the cabin.

No words for a night.

Early the next morning, the next military district woke up and rang, and Xiao Nai dressed lightly and went out.

Su Haitang covered the basket of buns that he packed last night, and the buns in it were instantly put into space, locked the door and moved downstairs pretendingly.

Two trips back and forth, without meeting anyone, Su Haitang **** three empty large baskets in a good mood. Of course, the tops were covered tightly so that nothing would be exposed. Then she unlocked the chain lock on the cart and pushed out the door.

In the early morning of early autumn, the temperature was very low, and Su Haitang was wearing the autumn clothes and long trousers in his own storage space, and it didn't feel cold.

It was very early, and even the old lady who woke up early and walked around did not come out. She quietly walked out of the family yard. After walking for a while, she put away the scooter and changed to a morning run.

Before the morning bus arrived, Su Haitang trot all the way, after two times of limits, his clothes were soaked with sweat.

She calculated the time and distance, borrowed a villager's house to go to the toilet, and simply scrubbed with the fresh water stored in the space, put on clean underwear, and was still wearing that gray coarse cloth outside.

Saying goodbye to the generous villagers, Su Haitang walked all the way to the city by car.

It's almost half past six when I enter the city, and there are more people who come out to buy early and go to the morning market for morning exercises.

Su Haitang thanked the tractor master who kindly carried her, found a hidden alleyway, changed into clean and tidy light-colored clothes, wore a white chef hat and a big mask, and pushed the cart to find a suitable location on the roadside. Set up a stall.

Her dress was too poke-eyed, and soon a vigilant Auntie Red Hoop stopped for questioning.

"What are you doing?"

Su Haitang took off one of the mask straps, revealing his entire face, smiled and lifted the clean cloth sheet over the basket, opened the upside down clean basin, revealing the hot and fragrant steamed buns inside.

"Mother, I made it and sell it earlier, you can try it."

The aunt looked at her mellow and white fingers, the nails were spotless, and she was a little moved by the tempting aroma of food.

"You make it like this, but you're very particular about it."

Su Haitang stuffed the bun with a clean plastic bag in her hand, and smiled crookedly.

"What's in the mouth can't be sloppy. I plan to sell rice for a long time, and I can't ruin my reputation."

"You try it quickly. If you find it delicious, please help me with an advertisement. My bun is full of fillings and tastes good. The key is to be clean. You can rest assured when you eat."

"Five cents for a vegetarian meal, three cents for an egg, three cents for a vegetable and meat, and fifty cents for a pure pork filling. Come again for delicious food."

She stretched out her hand and didn't hit the smiley person, the aunt listened to her intricately, her face couldn't go down, she took a bite of the bun, and her mouth was greasy.

"Well, you have a good bun filling, fragrant!"

The aunt's eyes brightly boasted, and she stretched out her hand to pay for the money.

"Auntie doesn't take advantage of you. Fifty cents, right? Expensive is a bit more expensive, but the stuffing is really honest, and the taste is even worse, it's worth it!"