Chapter 439: The No.1 Scholar’s Dark Moonlight Ex-wife 07
Shen Xinran slept until noon, and the sunlight shone through the window onto her bed, making her feel warm.
Yue Hongying's voice came from outside the room, with a hint of smile in her tone, "Xiaoxi, are you awake? If you are awake, you can come out for dinner."
Shen Xinran rubbed his eyes, climbed out of bed, and responded to the outside, "I'm awake, I'll be right out."
She quickly dressed and walked out of the room, just in time to hear Yue Hongying ask Han Ziwen: "What are your plans for the time being?"
Han Ziwen sat at the dinner table and replied, "The academy in the county town is no longer of any use to me. I plan to rest at home for a while."
Yue Hongying nodded, her eyes full of kindness, "Have a good rest, and don't make yourself too tired. Mother still has money."
Han Ziwen took out two taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to Yue Hongying.
Yue Hongying took the silver and showed a surprised expression on her face, "Is the purchase price of astragalus so high now?"
Han Ziwen shook his head and explained, "I sold the Huangqi for one ounce of silver, and the remaining one ounce was earned from copying books."
Yue Hongying nodded and asked worriedly, "Don't you want to save some for yourself?"
Han Ziwen smiled and said, "I'll keep it, don't worry, mother."
When Yue Hongying heard Han Ziwen say this, her worries dissipated a lot.
Shen Xinran walked to the dining table with a bright smile, "Mom, what delicious food did you make today?"
Yue Hongying turned her head, looked at Shen Xinran, and said with a smile: "These are all your favorites, please sit down."
The three of them sat around the table and started eating.
After Shen Xinran finished washing the dishes and returned to the room, she found Han Ziwen already sitting at the desk, seemingly reading a book.
Seeing her come in, Han Ziwen stood up, took out a tael of silver from his sleeve, and handed it to her, "This is for you."
A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Xinran's eyes, and she raised her eyebrows, "Me too?"
Han Ziwen nodded and said seriously, "Pocket money."
Shen Xinran took a step forward and gently lay on Han Ziwen, her eyes curved and her voice charming, "My dear, do you know when you are the most handsome?"
Chen Xinran's sudden closeness made Han Ziwen's body tense. He asked in a deep voice, "When?"
Shen Xinran's smile grew even brighter, and she playfully replied, "Of course it's when I give you the money."
After saying that, she stood on tiptoe and gently kissed Han Ziwen on the face.
Then she stared at him intently, her eyes filled with deep affection. "It makes my heart flutter."
Han Ziwen subconsciously raised his hand, but seemed to think of something and slowly put it down.
Chen Xinran pretended to be disappointed: "It seems that my husband has guessed what I want to do next."
Shen Xinran stood on tiptoe again, and this time, she gently kissed Han Ziwen's lips.
Knowing that Han Ziwen was a mysophobia person and that she couldn't rush things, her kiss was as gentle as a feather, full of tenderness and caution.
Despite this, Han Ziwen's eyes began to turn slightly red, and there seemed to be a layer of mist in his eyes, as if he had been bullied by someone.
Shen Xinran felt embarrassed when she saw Han Ziwen's reaction. She had just kissed him, why was there such a big reaction?
In the afternoon, Shen Xinran wanted to continue reading the second volume of "Sword Proud Jianghu", but Han Ziwen was writing something at the desk.
Shen Xinran went out for a walk, just as a stroll.
Yue Hongying was sweeping the yard when she suddenly heard Shen Xinran's cry, "Mom, come and help me."
She looked up and saw Shen Xinran struggling to pull a rocking chair back.
The rocking chair was made of solid wood and was huge in size. Shen Xinran almost had to half pull and half drag it to move it.
Yue Hongying immediately put down the broom in her hand, walked quickly forward, and together with Shen Xinran, lifted the chair into the yard.
Shen Xinran placed the rocking chair under a big tree in the corner of the yard. She took a few steps back and clapped her hands in satisfaction.
Yue Hongying asked her curiously, "Where did this rocking chair come from?"
Shen Xinran smiled and said, "The old carpenter at the end of the village just finished making it. I thought it was pretty solid, so I brought it back. It fits perfectly here."
Han Ziwen heard the noise outside and walked out of the room.
Shen Xinran was already lying in the rocking chair, with the afternoon sun shining on her body, and she looked so comfortable.
Han Ziwen chuckled, "You really know how to enjoy it."
Chen Xinran's eyes curved, "Life is only a few short decades long. If you don't enjoy it, it would be a waste."
Han Ziwen walked forward, stroked the rocking chair carefully with his hand, and asked, "How much did it cost?"
There was a hint of playfulness in Shen Xinran's tone, "You work so hard to make money, how could I spend it recklessly?"
Han Ziwen raised his eyebrows, "No money?"
Chen Xinran smiled and said, "I just want you to take the trouble to teach the old carpenter's grandson how to read."
Han Ziwen frowned, "Then I'd rather you spend the money."
Shen Xinran blinked, "I took on this task for you, are you angry?"
Han Ziwen shook his head and said softly, "No."
Shen Xinran came forward, tilted her head, and said in a coquettish tone: "I knew that Langjun is the best."
Han Ziwen's face flushed slightly. He coughed lightly, turned around and left in a hurry, leaving Shen Xinran laughing in the rocking chair.
As night fell, a pair of grandparents arrived at the Han family's door. The old man walked in front, his steps steady, while the child unconsciously twisted the corner of his clothes with his hands and dragged his feet, clearly protesting.
The child frowned, his face full of reluctance, "Grandpa, what's the point of learning to read? I don't want to learn to read."
Upon hearing this, the old man immediately reached out and grabbed the child's ear, saying sternly, "You can't read, do you want to spend your whole life planing wood like me?"
Shen Xinran stood in the yard, watching this scene, and couldn't help laughing. Coincidentally, the old carpenter's grandson was Goudan.
When Goudan heard Shen Xinran's laughter, he raised his head and glared at Shen Xinran fiercely.
It was this "bad woman" who told his grandfather that he was idle at home anyway, so why not send him to school? That's when his grandfather decided to send him to Han Xiucai to learn how to read and write.
When Han Ziwen heard the voice, he gently put down the pen in his hand and walked out of the room. He nodded to the old man as a sign of respect.
The old man took out a string of copper coins from his pocket, handed it to Han Ziwen, and said with a smile: "This is Goudan's salary."
Han Ziwen didn't take the copper coin immediately. Instead, he looked at Goudan and said seriously, "I will teach him for two months at most."
The old man nodded. "Okay, I don't ask for much. I just hope he can learn to read and do some math. When he grows up, I'll send him to the city to be an apprentice."
Han Ziwen then took the copper coin and put it in his arms. "From now on, have him come over at noon every day."
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