Chapter 435: The No.1 Scholar’s Dark Moonlight Ex-wife 03
The eastern sky was just beginning to turn pale as Shen Xinran woke up after a good night's sleep. She stretched lazily and sat up in bed, her movements revealing a sense of early morning comfort.
When I turned my head, I saw Han Ziwen lying flat on the bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, with faint dark circles under his eyes.
Shen Xinran was so proud in her heart that she secretly rejoiced: You deserve it because you dislike her and can't sleep!
But as Han Ziwen's gaze fell over, Shen Xinran quickly restrained her smile and said angrily in feigned anger: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen someone stretching before?"
Han Ziwen didn't say anything. He just silently turned over and got out of bed, took the quilt cover off the quilt, and walked out holding the quilt cover.
Yue Hongying came out of the kitchen. She looked at the quilt in Han Ziwen's hand and was a little surprised. "What are you doing?"
Han Ziwen straightened his back and said seriously, "The quilt is dirty, go wash it."
Yue Hongying was even more puzzled, "But didn't I just change it for you?"
Han Ziwen did not answer, but put the quilt into the basin, holding the basin, and strode to the river.
Shen Xinran was still in the room. After hearing their conversation, she pouted, "You're washing it after I covered it. If you have the guts, wash the cotton too!"
Shen Xinran looked at Han Ziwen's pillow, her dark eyebrows slightly furrowed. She raised her hand and slapped it as if to vent her anger. Seeing the pillow dent, she withdrew her hand with satisfaction.
At this moment, the system began to speak: "Host, a friendly reminder, Guo Xi and the male protagonist's relationship is not too good, but not too bad either. Moreover, the two are actually a couple."
Shen Xinran was stunned for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "So?"
The system continued, "For the sake of the plot's completeness, it would be best if you and the male protagonist become a real couple in the early stages."
Chen Xinran said angrily, "Didn't you see how much he disliked me just now? And you're still acting like you're a real couple with him! Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey, or did he get kicked in the head by a donkey?"
The system calmly replied: "This requires the host's efforts."
Shen Xinran was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She cursed in her heart: Damn, rubbish system, you are not a human being and you don’t behave like a human being!
Han Ziwen had already come to the river with the quilt cover. He immersed the quilt cover in the cold river water and began to scrub it vigorously, splashing water everywhere.
His hands soon turned red in the icy river water, but he seemed not to notice the biting cold and was just concentrating on washing the quilt.
Just then, a group of children passed by, and their laughter broke the tranquility of the river.
One of the children pointed at Han Ziwen and laughed, "Look, that's Han Xiucai, the scholar who failed to pass the imperial examination after ten years of studying."
The children at home are always compared with Han Ziwen's childhood by their parents, which makes them accumulate a lot of resentment.
So they immediately ran to Han Ziwen's side, holding hands, spinning in circles, and singing as they ran:
"Han Xiucai, standing by the river, has been taking exams for ten years, but his name is still missing. Books flipped, ink dried, his hair white, he laments in vain. Where is the former genius now? How strange it is to wash clothes by the river."
The children's voices are crisp and a little playful, but the lyrics are full of sarcasm and irreverence.
Moreover, they had smug smiles on their faces, as if they were enjoying the prank at this moment.
Han Ziwen's hand paused slightly in the cold river water. He raised his head, glanced calmly at the group of children, and then continued his washing.
Shen Xinran has been thinking about how to take her relationship with Han Ziwen to the next level, so she wanders aimlessly in the village, hoping to find the right opportunity.
Just then, she witnessed the scene by the river and felt a surge of anger.
She quickly picked up a stone and threw it into the river, splashing water all over the group of children.
She put her hands on her hips and glared at him, "Little brat, who taught you to talk like that? Do you even know what it means to say, 'A sharp sword is forged through constant grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold'?"
The children were frightened by her presence and scattered like birds and beasts. "Oh, run! Han Xiucai's child bride is here!"
One of the little boys, wearing a hat, seemed to be a little braver than the others. He turned around and made a face at Chen Xinran, "Lululu, hit me if you dare."
Shen Xinran couldn't stand this kind of provocation. She rushed forward, grabbed the little boy by the collar, and slapped him hard on the butt. "You asked me to hit you."
The little boy didn't feel any pain because of the heavy winter clothes. He struggled in Shen Xinran's hands and shouted, "You old witch, let me go. I'm going to beat you to death."
When Shen Xinran heard this, she became even more furious. She directly took off the little boy's pants and slapped his butt even more mercilessly.
The little boy finally felt the pain, and because he was embarrassed in front of his friends, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
Seeing this, the other children stopped and looked at each other, "Goudan was captured by Han Xiucai's child bride. Should we save him?"
Chen Xinran lifted Goudan into the air, his tone full of provocation, "Come on, I'll catch one if you come, and I'll catch a pair if you come!"
The children stood not far away, each of them seemed to be frozen in place, not daring to move rashly.
Shen Xinran's hands gripped Goudan's collar tightly like iron pliers. She asked sternly, "Do you dare to curse again?"
Goudan's eyes were filled with tears. He shook his head and whispered, "I won't dare anymore."
Shen Xinran then let go of Goudan's collar, "Don't let me hear you swearing again!"
After being freed, Goudan ran to his companions, his face covered with tears and snot, and shouted, "Old witch, I will not let you go."
Upon hearing this, Shen Xinran rolled up his sleeves again and pretended to chase after them, but the little boys had already run away and disappeared without a trace.
Chen Xinran looked in the direction they disappeared and sighed softly. Who says children don't have malicious intent? Their ridicule and sarcasm can sometimes be more hurtful than a knife.
Han Ziwen remained squatting in the same spot, silently washing the quilt cover. His back looked lonely and stubborn.
Shen Xinran slowly walked to his side and comforted him, "Don't mind. Eagles soar in the sky, fish swim in the shallows, and all creatures compete for freedom in the frosty sky. I believe in you, and you will definitely succeed."
Hearing this, Han Ziwen finally stood up. His eyes met Shen Xinran's, and a hint of seriousness appeared in his eyes: "You are not Guo Xi, who are you?"
Shen Xinran was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "What are you talking about? If I'm not Guo Xi, who else could I be?"
Han Ziwen said seriously, "Guo Xi couldn't say something like 'A sharp sword is forged through constant grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.'"
Shen Xinran was shocked. The male protagonist of this world was indeed a powerful official. He actually realized that she had changed her mind so quickly.
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