Chapter 445: The No.1 Scholar’s Dark Moonlight Ex-wife 13
Han Ziwen could only gently lift up Shen Xinran's upper body and carefully feed her water, his movements careful and gentle.
Shen Xinran leaned in Han Ziwen's arms, enjoying his care, feeling extremely satisfied. "We should play this kind of game more often in the future."
That morning, Shen Xinran called out to Han Ziwen five times just to ask him to feed her water, not to mention asking him to tickle her.
But drinking too much water also has a bad side, which is that it makes you go to the toilet easily.
Shen Xinran glanced at Han Ziwen who was immersed in a book. His back looked particularly tall and straight in the sunlight, and his scholarly temperament revealed a sense of righteousness, clean and handsome.
She raised her hand to tear off the talisman paper and prepared to go to the toilet.
However, as soon as she got out of bed, Han Ziwen turned around, his eyes fell on the talisman paper in her hand, and his brows furrowed.
Shen Xinran raised the talisman in his hand and smiled awkwardly, "If I say it was blown away by the wind, would you believe it?"
There was a hint of anger on Han Ziwen's face. He didn't say anything, but walked to Shen Xinran, took the talisman paper and tore it in half.
Then he turned back to his desk and began practicing calligraphy.
Shen Xinran knew Han Ziwen was angry just by looking at his back. She walked over to him and asked, "How much did you pay for this talisman?"
Han Ziwen didn't even raise his head, and said in a cold voice, "One tael of silver."
Shen Xinran sighed and comforted him, "Okay, don't be angry. If you like this, tell me and I can help you draw it."
Han Ziwen put down the pen in his hand and looked at Shen Xinran deeply, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
Shen Xinran continued, "Don't disbelieve me, I really can draw. You can have as many as you want, and I won't charge you."
Although this small world is full of spiritual energy, she has never seen any monsters or demons, so these talismans should not be of much use.
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Han Ziwen only taught the children for two months, and as the Chinese New Year was approaching, he sent them all back home.
As the winter winds gradually grow colder, the New Year atmosphere becomes increasingly intense. Every household begins to get busy preparing various New Year's goods to welcome the arrival of the new year.
While processing the herbs, Yue Hongying said to Han Ziwen, "When you have time, go to the county town and buy some New Year's goods! It's best to go early, as the prices will be higher the later you go."
Han Ziwen nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go tomorrow."
Shen Xinran, who was still standing by, suddenly brightened up. She stood up from the rocking chair and said with a smile, "I'll go with you. I also want to go shopping in the county town."
She went to the county town for nothing else but the sixth volume of her "Sword Proud of the Jianghu". It has been two months, and it should be out by now!
Han Ziwen nodded, "Okay."
The sky in the east was just beginning to turn pale, and the morning air still carried the chill of the night. Shen Xinran was sound asleep when she suddenly felt someone gently nudge her.
She opened her eyes drowsily and saw Han Ziwen standing beside the bed, gently reminding her, "Aren't you going to the county town? It's time to get up."
Shen Xinran rubbed his eyes and muttered, "It's still dark, there's no need to go to the county town so early!"
Han Ziwen explained, "Goudan's grandfather is also going to the county town. I made an appointment with him and we will go to the county town together in his ox cart."
When Shen Xinran heard that she didn't have to walk, she immediately perked up. She quickly stood up and said while tidying her clothes, "Okay, give me another quarter of an hour, it will be ready soon."
Goudan and his grandfather sat in the front of the ox cart, while Chen Xinran and Han Ziwen sat in the back.
The ox cart moved slowly along the country road, and the wooden wheels bumped on the uneven road, making a squeaking sound.
It was like a lullaby, making Shen Xinran's eyelids gradually heavy. Her head swayed slightly with the shaking of the car, and she almost hit the wooden railing beside the car several times.
Seeing this, Han Ziwen frowned slightly and moved to the side so that Shen Xinran could rest her head on his shoulder.
Grandpa Goudan saw it and couldn't help but teasing: "You young people are so close."
Han Ziwen smiled, did not respond, but just turned his head to glance at Shen Xinran.
The girl's face looked particularly soft in the morning light, her long eyelashes casting two fan-shaped shadows under her eyes, trembling slightly with her breathing.
Shen Xinran slept for half an hour. When she opened her eyes, the outline of the county town could be vaguely seen on the distant horizon.
She rubbed her eyes, sat up straight, stretched, and asked, "Are we almost there?"
However, just as she stretched her body, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark brown mark on Han Ziwen's shoulder, which was suspected to be her saliva.
Shen Xinran felt a little guilty and quickly wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, hoping that it was just his illusion.
Not long after, she took another quick glance and was sure that it was her saliva.
Shen Xinran thought to herself, Han Ziwen probably didn't notice! He always paid attention to cleanliness. If he had noticed that she was drooling, he would have pushed her away long ago.
Grandpa Goudan parked the ox cart under a tree on the edge of the county town and said, "Let's meet here later!"
"Okay." After Shen Xinran waited for the ox cart to stop, he quickly jumped off the cart with a hint of urgency in his movements.
Han Ziwen also got out of the car. When he was tidying up the straw on his clothes, he accidentally glanced at the mark on his shoulder, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
Shen Xinran didn't notice Han Ziwen's subtle reaction. She had already walked forward on her own, secretly glad that she had escaped.
Han Ziwen followed closely behind and asked Shen Xinran, "I'm going to the bookstore. Do you want to come with me, or do you want to go somewhere else first?"
Shen Xinran was worried about not having the chance to go to the bookstore, but when she heard Han Ziwen's words, her eyes immediately lit up, "Let's go together!"
The two walked into the bookstore together. Han Ziwen nodded to the owner of the bookstore and greeted him with a smile.
The shopkeeper immediately stood up and said enthusiastically, "Han Xiucai, I calculated the days and estimated that you would be coming soon, so I have been waiting for you in the store."
Shen Xinran looked at Han Ziwen and said softly, "You guys chat first, I'll go over there and take a look."
After saying that, she walked into the store.
Shen Xinran found the waiter who had recommended the book to her in the beginning and asked softly, "Is the sixth volume of "Swordsman" out yet?"
The waiter nodded and replied quietly, "It's out, ma'am."
Shen Xinran was delighted and quickly said, "Give me a copy. Do it quietly so no one else finds out."
As Shen Xinran spoke, he glanced in Han Ziwen's direction, only to see the shopkeeper hand Han Ziwen a black bag, which Han Ziwen put in his arms.
The waiter smiled knowingly and said softly, "Don't worry, I understand."
He quickly took the book from the bookshelf, wrapped it in a layer of kraft paper as a cover, and handed it to Shen Xinran.
Shen Xinran took the book, put it carefully in his arms, and then handed a string of copper coins to the waiter.
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