He Jiang held the bamboo basket in his hands as if it was his treasure, and looked at it several times. No one knew what he was thinking in his mind.

After saying hello to Xie Mingchi and Hua Shi, he took his things and left in the snow.

Originally, Xie Mingchi told him that Hua Shi had something to talk to him about. Now that the matter was discussed, he was busy with something else and could not stay any longer.

The only two people left were still standing at the gate of the courtyard facing each other.

Hua Shi kept his head down and looked at the change in his hand, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

This was the first time she had seen small change like this; it felt heavy...

She collected her thoughts, looked up at Xie Mingchi, who was standing in the snow, and said, "You should go back soon."

Xie Mingchi did not respond, but suddenly picked up the cloth bag in his hand and handed it to Hua Shi.

Hanashi was stunned by his actions, "What...?"

I was so busy talking that I didn't notice that Xie Mingchi was holding something in his hand. At this moment, he suddenly picked up a big bag and put it in front of me. Hua Shi didn't have time to react. What was he doing?

Xie Mingchi looked at her, coughed lightly, and spoke in an unnatural voice, "For you."

"No."

When Hua Shi heard these three familiar words, he refused without thinking.

After a few times, she was not a fool and naturally realized that since the two of them got engaged, Xie Mingchi's attitude towards her has changed from ignoring her before to now... showing his affection and giving her gifts from time to time. The comparison is a world of difference.

She wasn't quite sure why Xie Mingchi had been so cold towards her before, almost ignoring her, but Hua Shi was very clear about his changed attitude now.

It was all because of the marriage they had openly arranged...

Although Li had practically sold her to the Xie family for five taels of silver, Hua Shi didn't know much about Xie Mingchi or the Xie family. So far, she didn't want to get married so soon...

Recently, Li's provocations have become more and more arrogant. Both she and Hua Yu and the others have been living in fear and anxiety in the Hua family.

Instead, she had another idea: to take Hua Yu and the other three and move out of the Hua family and live separately...

In the few seconds that Hua Shi was stunned, Xie Mingchi suddenly took two steps forward and stuffed the thing in his hand into her hand somewhat awkwardly.

"After today, there will be several more heavy snowfalls. You're wearing so little, be careful not to freeze... If you don't want it for free, then give me the money and I'll consider it as your purchase."

When Xie Mingchi said this, there was no expression on his face, but Hua Shi could hear a hint of depression in his tone.

Seeing her expression full of rejection, he changed his words and said something else...

Hua Shi subconsciously touched the package in his hand, and under Xie Mingchi's gaze, he opened it and took a look at the contents.

Some old bags contained several thick clothes. She carefully rummaged through them and counted them carefully. There were five or six pieces in the bags, filling them up completely. The clothes were not made of coarse linen, but coarse cotton cloth commonly found in the village. They were not expensive, but better than the one she was wearing now.

Hua Shi was about to refuse, but stopped. These clothes looked very good and were exactly what she needed most.

"How much is this?" she demanded.

"One hundred coins will be enough." Xie Mingchi replied.

Hua Shi paused. A piece of coarse linen cost four hundred coins. This kind of linen, which was a level better than coarse linen, would cost more than five hundred coins per piece.

One piece of cloth is only enough to make two sets of clothes at most. Children use less cloth, but can squeeze out three sets of clothes...

Not to mention how much the fabric costs, the edge of this coarse cotton cloth is inlaid with finely strung cotton, and the price of the garment is another thing that is sewn by hand stitch by stitch.

One hundred coins can't possibly buy so many clothes...

Seeing that she was unwilling to accept his things, he casually quoted a price so that she would feel at ease to accept them.

Hua Shi held the three pieces of silver that he had just received and had not yet warmed up in his hand. He took out one piece and stuffed one or two taels of silver into the other.

Xie Mingchi was pulled by her arm, and he put his hands behind his back, shook his head seriously, and said, "I don't want it. One tael of silver is too much."

These were originally intended as gifts for his wife. His wife didn't want his things, so he didn't dare force them on her, fearing she would be unhappy. He just casually told her a number, just wanting her to accept them.

One ounce of silver was too much, and he didn't want to take it over at all...

"You take it."

Hua Shi reached out again and pulled the half of his arm that was exposed.

Although she couldn't estimate whether one or two taels of silver was enough, she roughly calculated that it should be about the same.

Xie Mingchi stood still with his hands tightly behind his back, and refused to move no matter how Hua Shi pulled him.

"It's too much. I don't want it."

He still used those three words, but this time his words were stiff and stubborn.

Hua Shi couldn't pull his hand, so she stuffed the silver directly into his belt. While he was stunned, she turned around, pushed open the door, and walked into the yard, without giving him a chance to react.

"Bang."

The small wooden door in front of him slammed shut.

Xie Mingchi covered his waist and abdomen, took out the piece of silver that was stuffed into his belt, and frowned tightly. His expression showed that he was really depressed.

Is he really that annoying?

Why is it that Ah Shi is more polite to him each time he comes?

Or was it... his previous attitude too cold? He even misunderstood her... and Ah Shi didn't want anything to do with him at all...?

Wouldn't it be better for him to apologize? But it's been so long, wouldn't it seem too insincere to apologize again?

The tall man stood outside the courtyard gate, with his head lowered and his brows tightly furrowed.

No one knows what kind of chaos is going on in his heart at this moment...

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