Fu Nan rolled her eyes at her father helplessly, her little eyes full of accusation. This father of hers was just making trouble.

"Twenty taels of silver is too expensive; ten taels is the most cost-effective."

"Hahaha……"

Not only Zhao Qingyan and her husband, but even the shopkeeper who was in charge of entertaining the family smiled.

"Oh my goodness, young lady, you can't bargain like that. This is gold."

One tael of gold is equal to ten taels of silver.

The materials used in this bracelet alone are worth 15 taels of silver. The craftsmanship alone is worth at least 1 tael of silver.

There are also the designer's fees, the shop's expenses, the staff's fees, and my wages, all spread out equally.

"This bracelet of ours sells for 20 taels, which is really not expensive."

Fu Nan still shook her head, "Too expensive, too expensive, less."

That stubborn little face was exceptionally adorable.

The shopkeeper nodded, "Okay, okay, less, less."

Every time Fu Nan chooses a piece of jewelry for herself, she asks the price and then bargains.

Although I'm not very good at speaking, and my concept of numbers isn't very strong.

But if the shopkeeper says that the Tiger Balm is too expensive, he will agree to lower the price.

It is indeed too little; each piece of jewelry will be given one or two hundred coins less, which is still too little.

Shopping may be a skill ingrained in a woman's DNA.

Fu Nan chose a pair of bracelets and a necklace for herself, and didn't want anything else.

They insisted on buying things for their father, mother, maternal grandfather, great-grandfather, great-grandmother, and uncles.

That's not all; my uncle's family also wants to buy some.

In short, you have to pick out a gift for anyone who has given her a gift before.

Moreover, the little girl insisted on spending her New Year's money.

“Fu Nannan received many gifts and wants to return the favor. Fu Nannan has money, and this too.”

The little guy casually pulled out several gold leaves from the small bag he was carrying.

Not only was the shopkeeper, an outsider, surprised, but even Zhao Qingyan and her husband were somewhat taken aback.

This little girl has a special little box, which contains the pocket money, monthly allowance, and red envelopes given to her by everyone during holidays.

Golden leaves and golden peanuts were often given to children as a way to appease them; one day they would give them a leaf, the next day a peanut.

The child cherishes it dearly. Every time she's done playing, she insists on putting it away in her little box, locking it up, and the key must be hung around her neck.

Since turning one year old, Fu Nan's hands and feet have become more and more dexterous. She can unlock and lock things all by herself.

The little guy would take the things out of the box and play with them whenever he had free time.

Then gradually take it back.

Every time Fu Nan counted money, Zhao Qingyan would watch from the side. She had no idea when this little girl had slipped silver and gold leaves into her bag.

"Fu'nan, tell your mother, when did you put this money in?"

Zhao Qingyan asked softly.

Fu Nan lowered her head, looking shy.

"In the evening, Mom told Dad that she was going to take Fu Nannan shopping."

Shopping costs money, but Fu Nannan has plenty of money.

The couple looked at each other and saw two words in each other's eyes—eavesdropping.

Fortunately, the couple were very careful and would always go back to their spatial dimension for important matters.

One day, I was talking outside when the little guy overheard me.

The couple were both terrified. They hadn't heard their child get up and unlock the door at all. Logically speaking, they were both martial arts experts.

They didn't even notice their daughter getting up and going out alone in the middle of the night.

It's fortunate that the child is sensible. If it were someone else's child, they would put everything in their mouth. If they swallowed a golden peanut or something, they would be in big trouble.

In that instant, the couple broke out in a cold sweat.

Zhao Qingyan's gaze fell on her daughter's chest.

She had the key to the little girl's treasure chest hanging around her neck; it seems we'll have to confiscate that key.

Otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble this child might cause.

Fu Nan instinctively covered her chest, as if to say, "Don't try to take my money."

The shopkeeper was surprised to see that the person, who was holding a child in his arms, actually had so much silver in his hand.

This old man has lived for decades, yet he has less hidden savings than a baby.

I'm so heartbroken and want to find a corner to cry.

Since today is Fu Nan's big day for buying gifts, let's buy as many as we can. No one can be left out.

Even though Fu Nan had never met her great-uncle, that didn't stop her from knowing that such a person existed.

After all, she had a big box filled with gifts from her great-uncle and great-aunt.

Zhao Qingyan also asked the child if he would feel reluctant to spend the money.

In reality, what Fu Nan was thinking was that if she spent all those small pieces of silver, she could get a whole bunch of gifts in return.

Don't assume that children don't understand; in fact, they know a lot. They know about big and small things, and they know even more about small things.

Fu Nan is the kind of person who's willing to risk her cubs to catch the wolf.

She knew that money could buy delicious food and fun things.

Her mother always talked about making money. Every time Fu Nan received a gift, her mother would tell her how much money each item was worth.

How much good food can you get in return? For example, how many sheep or cows can you trade for?

Why use beef and mutton as a reference? Because Fu Nan's favorite food is beef and mutton.

As long as it's stewed until very tender, without adding salt, the little one can eat a whole bowl.

The little girl inherited Zhao Qingyan's innate superhuman strength, so she eats much more than other children her age.

With this intuitive concept, it became easier for the little girl to make the comparison.

After buying the jewelry, the family of three left the jewelry store and planned to go to the restaurant across the street for a bite to eat.

Just as they reached the entrance of the restaurant, a man blocked their way.

The man stared intently at Zhao Qingyan, his lips trembling as if he were about to kick the bucket.

Xu Dongsheng stepped forward, holding the child and blocking Zhao Qingyan.

"Young master, why are you blocking our way?"

Upon hearing Xu Dongsheng's voice, the man scrutinized him closely. His eyes were slightly red.

"Are you that brat from the entrance of Zhao Family Village? You two really got together?"

Xu Dongsheng was a little confused and didn't realize what this person was talking about for a moment.

Zhao Qingyan, who was blocked behind, peeked out from behind Xu Dongsheng.

He carefully examined the person in front of him, then frowned.

"Are you that young master from an official family? The one who framed me as a runaway slave from your household?"

Seeing that Zhao Qingyan still remembered him, the man nodded excitedly.

"It's me, Tu Haoyu. Thank you for remembering me, young lady. That's wonderful."

Xu Dongsheng frowned. "She is my wife now."

Tu Haoyu was as excited as he was when he looked at Zhao Qingyan, but as indifferent, even somewhat disgusted, when he looked at Xu Dongsheng.

"You're just lucky, kid. I know she's your wife, but she's not going to fight you for her. What are you so nervous about?"