Chapter 446: The No.1 Scholar’s ​​Dark Moonlight Ex-wife 14

At this time, Han Ziwen came over and asked casually: "What is this?"

Chen Xinran hid the book tightly in his arms and said casually, "It's nothing, just a storybook."

Han Ziwen looked at Shen Xinran's mysterious expression, but did not continue to ask.

Shen Xinran was secretly delighted in her heart. She finally bought the sixth volume. She decided to read it late into the night!

After Han Ziwen walked out of the bookstore, he turned to Shen Xinran and asked, "Where do you want to go next?"

Shen Xinran pondered for a moment, "Let's go around and see if there are any delicious cakes and candies."

Red lanterns have been hung on the streets, and vendors have displayed all kinds of New Year goods, from couplets, window decorations to various foods and toys. The variety is so dazzling that it is hard to take your eyes off.

Han Ziwen and Shen Xinran were walking through the crowd. When they passed a stall selling pastries, Shen Xinran stopped and asked the stall owner, "Can I try some?"

The stall owner was a warm-hearted middle-aged man. He smiled and nodded, "Of course, feel free to try. No one who has tried my cakes has ever said they are not delicious."

Shen Xinran picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and took a bite. It tasted good. She broke off a small piece and handed it to Han Ziwen.

Han Ziwen frowned and subconsciously refused, "No need, as long as you think it tastes good."

Shen Xinran stood on tiptoe and fed the cake to his mouth.

Han Ziwen could only eat it, and the sweetness of the osmanthus cake spread in his mouth.

A sly glint flashed in Shen Xinran's eyes, and she asked Han Ziwen, "Is it sweet?"

Han Ziwen nodded, "Sweet."

Shen Xinran blinked and asked again: "Is it sweeter, or am I sweeter?"

Han Ziwen's ears turned slightly red, revealing a hint of shyness.

Shen Xinran smiled secretly. She found that the male protagonist was becoming more and more adorable, and she couldn't help but want to tease him.

Han Ziwen tried to hide his embarrassment. He coughed lightly and looked at the stall owner. "Give us a pound of osmanthus cake."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Shen Xinran, his voice had returned to calm, "Is there anything else you want to eat?"

Shen Xinran stopped teasing Han Ziwen. She thought about it seriously and said, "I also want mung bean cake and poria cake."

After Han Ziwen paid the bill, he picked up the cakes and prepared to move forward, but suddenly a voice came from behind him: "Brother Han!"

He turned around and saw that it was Lin Zhi.

Lin Zhi waved at Han Ziwen with a warm smile on his face, "Why are you in the county town? Are you here to buy New Year's goods?"

Han Ziwen nodded, "Yes."

Lin Zhi patted Han Ziwen on the shoulder and said generously: "If you have anything you like, just tell me, I'll treat you today."

Han Ziwen smiled and declined, "No, we've almost bought everything."

Although Juren were not formal officials, they were qualified to be officials and had the opportunity to be appointed as officials once a vacancy occurred.

In Jinghai, becoming a Juren meant leaving the common people class and entering the ranks of the literati, exempting one from a large amount of labor and land taxes.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that many rich people will give gifts to the juren and invest in them.

Han Ziwen could tell from the clothes Lin Zhi was wearing that he was no longer the poor boy he was half a year ago.

Lin Zhi didn't care and continued enthusiastically: "Why are you being so polite to me!"

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Shen Xinran. He was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Who is this?"

Han Ziwen introduced: "This is my wife."

Lin Zhi smiled and praised: "Sister-in-law is so beautiful."

Han Ziwen frowned slightly, but he didn't say much. He just took a step forward and stood in front of Shen Xinran.

Shen Xinran noticed Han Ziwen's little movements. She stood in the shadow behind Han Ziwen with a slight smile on her face.

Lin Zhi, however, did not notice these details and continued to talk with Han Ziwen: "I am currently studying at an academy in the provincial capital. You may not know that the academy in the provincial capital is much better than the one in our county. The teachers there are all great scholars, and the students are all very talented."

Han Ziwen nodded in agreement: "That's natural."

"If you have the chance, you must come to the academy in the provincial capital. However, the minimum requirement of the academy in the provincial capital is to be a juren, and you are only a scholar now." After Lin Zhi finished speaking, he sighed.

Han Ziwen smiled and said, "It's okay. There is always a way out. We have something else to do, so we'll leave first."

Lin Zhi looked a little disappointed, but soon regained his smile and said, "Okay, let's get together another day."

Shen Xinran's eyes fell on Han Ziwen, who was walking in front. She quickly stepped forward and gently took his hand. "There are too many people here. Hold my hand. I'm afraid we'll get separated."

Han Ziwen didn't let go as usual, but nodded, "Okay."

A playful glint flashed in Shen Xinran's eyes, and she deliberately emphasized her tone, "You have to hold on tight, what if I get lost!"

Han Ziwen held Shen Xinran's hand tightly, his tone gentle but firm, "I won't get lost."

Shen Xinran smiled and said, "What if he gets lost?"

Han Ziwen answered seriously: "Then I will find you."

Shen Xinran continued to tease, "What if you can't find it?"

Han Ziwen looked at Shen Xinran deeply, his voice low and powerful, "Then I will keep looking."

A warm current surged in Shen Xinran's heart. She smiled gently and whispered, "What a fool!"

In this bustling market, the two people held hands tightly, as if nothing could separate them.

…

On New Year's Eve, Yue Hongying was busy in the kitchen all day preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. Every dish was Han Ziwen and Shen Xinran's favorite.

The dining table was filled with all kinds of delicious food, from fragrant braised pork to steamed fish to lush green vegetables, colorful and fragrant.

Yue Hongying also took out a pot of wine and said with a smile: "I bought this wine specially for you."

After she finished speaking, she poured a glass for Han Ziwen, her eyes full of tenderness: "This is medicinal wine, drink more, it can replenish your body."

Han Ziwen nodded and said, "Thank you, mother."

Yue Hongying shook her head. "You're eighteen now. I gave birth to you when you were your age."

Han Ziwen knew what Yue Hongying meant by this. He coughed and said, "Mom, I want to establish my career first, and then think about having children."

Yue Hongying's eyes were slightly red. "I know you have a problem. When you were little, your peers often laughed at you for being a fatherless child. I am sorry for you and made you suffer with me."

Han Ziwen held Yue Hongying's hand and comforted her softly: "Mom, you are fine, I am fine too, and we will get better and better."

Yue Hongying took a deep breath, trying to dispel the emotions in her heart, "Today is New Year's Day, let's not talk about this, just drink more."