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Chapter 207 The Vicious Shrew and the Pretty Talent ([-])
"Okay, get out of class is over now."

"Goodbye, sir!"

"goodbye!"

Zhi'an put down the scroll in his hand, squeezed his wrist, smiled and watched the children play, walked out of the house slowly, and walked to the street.

Looking at the dark night, the grandfather who likes to sell candied haws on the street corner closed his stall early for some reason today.

Zhi An stood at the corner of the street, clutching the purse in his hand, looking at the empty stalls, and sighed.

He didn't do what he promised Su Han, so what should he do? He proposed it on his own initiative.

Zhi An frowned, and Su Han said that he wanted to live a good life with him. Now... Zhi An wonders if it will cause a family conflict because he does not buy candied haws. If Su Han quarrels with him because of this, it will be his fault .

"Hey!" A soft voice escaped from those beautiful thin lips.

"Young man, why are you sighing at such a young age, luck is behind you!"

A cashier from the nearby shop came out, his eyes lit up, "So he is a scholar, let me tell you, he looks different from others from a distance."

"Didn't you get the candied haws?"

The accountant stroked the gray beard on his chin and smiled, "This old man Li will have a big happy event today. His wife is about to give birth. He will close the stall early and go back to watch with his son. I guess he will be at home in the next few days to entertain his grandchildren."

"That's congratulations to Lao Li's family."

Even so, Zhi An had no choice but to frown and think, if Su Han is unhappy, he is a man, so he, he just bows his head and admits his mistake, and someone beats him up.

"Hahaha, the scholar has something on his mind?"

The old accountant's own grandson was also sent to Zhi An's subordinates to be taught. Seeing people like this, he couldn't help but ask a few more questions, so he made a good impression.

"This..." Zhi An shook his head, subconsciously not wanting to say it.

There are only so many troubles in this world, not enough money, being caught in the wrong place, and the person you like doesn't like you.

The son of a scholar who is in charge of security, he is fair and honest, no mistakes can be made, and the money will not be insufficient, but he knows that he has a wife at home.

After thinking about it, the old accountant opened his mouth and pointed out a way for their handsome and talented son:

"Go along this road, turn the corner and the first shop sells high-quality rouge and gouache, as well as jewelry and hairpins that little girls like."

"If Zhixiu is free, he can go shopping in the town more before going back." The old accountant didn't say much, anyway, he gave a suggestion. As for whether to go or not, it's up to Zhian himself.

Zhi An's jade-white face was rarely flushed with blush. If the little girl likes it, Su Han should like it too!
He bent down and bowed to the old accountant, "Thank you for your guidance now."

"It's not worth it, it's not worth it," the old accountant hurriedly stepped back, thinking that this scholar in charge is really a polite and handsome young man. He was admitted as a scholar at the age of eighteen, and he didn't know where he would go in the future.

Saying goodbye to Mr. Accountant, Zhi An walked step by step to the rouge and gouache shop that the old accountant had mentioned. At this time, there were still two or three women watching in the store, so it was not easy to go in. He stood politely outside the door, waiting for the girls. Choose yourself and go in.

Su Han... what would Su Han like?

When giving a gift, always give something you like.

However, Su Han, Zhi An recalled carefully, only to realize that the past memory seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly, and it had only come alive in the past few days.

Maybe it's because what Su Han said today is to live a good life with him, isn't it home?
He also wants to have a home of his own, Zhi An looked down at his toes, because he worked harder to maintain this home.

Thinking about it, he felt annoyed for a while again. He would never dare to tell Su Han about the things he couldn't do in the future. He might as well buy it quietly and take it back with him. He would be really happy!

"Master Xiucai, Sir Xiucai," Lady Feng from the rouge and powder shop saw that Zhi An had stood outside early and did not come in, probably because she saw that there were female customers here, so she was polite.

She usually has those who love their wives come back to choose one or two pieces, it is not surprising to see this, seeing that the female guests have chosen and left, they hurriedly called Zhi An to come in.

"Scholar, hurry up and come in! I'm going to go home too."

"Trouble!"

Zhi An hurried in, looking at the brightly colored flowers on the counter, feeling dizzy, there are so many!

Feng Niangzi shook her fan, held back her laughter, kept a distance from Zhi An, and asked:
"I don't know that Mr. Xiucai bought something as a gift for Heren."

"I'm the wife of the family, please ask the shopkeeper to recommend one or two."

Although the base of the ear was already hot, Zhi An knew that it was probably not satisfactory for him to buy it himself.

If you take it back, you can't ask for it, and Su Han is still angry, so he is suffering and can't tell.

Feng Niangzi laughed, "I think the scholar lady is a fairy-like figure, and her talent matches well with the scholar son, which is enviable."

"It can't be said that it is a good match or not, let's have a family together and live a good life!"

Zhi An frowned, seriously speaking, he still wasn't good enough for Su Han.

When he was weak and struggling to survive, the old butcher took him home to raise him carefully, paid him to send him to school, and left a large inheritance after his death. Although it was all spent by Su Han, Zhi An felt that nothing wrong.

He just wasn't good enough for Su Han, so when he said on the wedding day that he was going to marry a son in the future, he voluntarily withdrew, and when he heard Su Han said that he wanted to live a good life with him, he was secretly happy.

He really is despicable, thinking that Su Han is not at ease now, he should work harder to treat people better and coax them to live with him for the rest of their lives.

Zhi An lowered his head, feeling that he was not worthy.

Feng Niangzi didn't know that what she said was wrong. The handsome young man in front of him lowered his head, looked shocked, and hurriedly picked something from his container:
"Scholar, what do you think of this?"

A very finely crafted silver hairpin, although it is a silver hairpin, because of the craftsmanship of the craftsman, the cost of silver is relatively small, and it is inlaid with some worthless broken jade.

Zhi'an's eyes lit up, and Su Han's appearance with silver hairpins on his head immediately appeared, which must be very beautiful.

However, if such a beautiful Su Han is taken out, what should he do if others look at him and don't want him?
Feng Niangzi looked at Zhi'an, which was bright at first, and then dimmed very quickly, and murmured in her heart, all the rich and noble families have big jade and gold, and this silver hairpin is not attractive.

For ordinary people, the most they buy is a small wooden hairpin, and at most they buy a silver hairpin, which is cheap.

The hairpin thought it would be easy to sell, but it was left on the store for many days without anyone buying it.

Zhi'an is a scholar, and he has a monthly salary from the imperial court. Being a teacher in the school, he must not be short of this money, and he doesn't think that the gold hairpin is too flamboyant and vulgar, so Feng Niangzi hurriedly said:
"Master Xiucai, the workmanship of my silver hairpin is top-notch, and your wife will definitely like it when you buy it back."

"We all know the price, and there's no need to earn that black-hearted money. I'll just charge the cost price."

Zhi'an was taken aback for a moment, knowing that Lady Feng had misunderstood, and said:
"It doesn't have to be like this, as much as you want, take it!"

(End of this chapter)