The couple who travel fast are always adding drama to themselves

Chapter 109 The Buddhist Maid Is Too Calm 4.6
"Father."

Yan Ning imitated Qingzi's movements and saluted Jin Haonan.

"Father."

Looking at Yan Ning who bowed her eyes with low eyebrows, Jin Haonan waved her hands cheerfully, "Get up."

"Yes."

"Yes."

Seeing Yan Ning's always slow movements, the corners of Jin Haonan's mouth curled up.

He had never believed in ghosts and gods, and suddenly he felt that God who had given him a daughter-in-law was very pleasing to the eye.

Jin Haonan knows how picky he is, so he feels that God must have spent a lot of effort in order to find him a wife who suits his wishes in every way.

Maybe another day he should send some incense money to the temple in Zhaocheng?
Thinking of this, Jin Haonan raised his chin to Yan Ning, he coughed and cleared his throat, "Are you the one who will succeed Qingrou?"

Looking at the man who knew what to ask, Yan Ning gently raised her eyelids, "Yes, sir."

"That's it!" Jin Haonan suppressed the excitement in his heart and nodded.

"That's quite a coincidence."

Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at the master who said this seriously. Qingzi, who had heard the word 'qiao' several times in just half a stick of incense, felt a little inexplicably wanting to laugh.

Yan Ning nodded expressionlessly, "It's really a coincidence."

"Since you signed a contract of living, then I won't change your name. You should still be called Yan Ning in the future."

Yan Ning answered yes with lowered eyes.

Jin Haonan beckoned, and after Yan Ning walked in, he asked, "Can you grind ink?"

Hearing this, before Yan Ning said anything, San'er widened her almond eyes in surprise.

Isn't this his job?

Qingzi winked at San'er, who didn't really want to lose his job, and they both exited the study room.

"meeting."

Although the original owner doesn't know how to grind ink, Yan Ning used to grind ink often in the last days.

Thinking of her married life in the Shuguang base, because she was bored, she got into the ancient culture to study piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Yan Ning was very lucky.

Looking at the nostalgia in her eyes, Jin Haonan's smile was slightly cold.

However, he didn't say anything, he just said to Yan Ning, "Come here and help me sharpen the ink."

"Yes."

While Yan Ning was grinding ink, Jin Haonan deliberately spread out the ledger on the desk and placed it under Yan Ning's eyes.

Seeing her unchanged expression after reading the words on the ledger, Jin Haonan pursed his lips lightly.

Jin Haonan has that self-confidence, but all the people in the mainland of Kyushu, even if they are not the kind of greedy people, will be surprised by the wealth he has accumulated over the years after seeing his ledger.

It seems that she is really not from the mainland of Kyushu!

Of course, this is just Jin Haonan's current thinking.

When he later found out that Yan Ning didn't know the characters on Jiuzhou Continent, he didn't think so anymore.

After rubbing Jin Haonan's ink for a while, Yan Ning suddenly remembered something.

"Father."

Hearing Yan Ning's voice, Jin Haonan raised his head slightly.

"What's the matter?"

Yan Ning gently tugged at the corner of her lips, "Um, can you tell me how much money I owe you?"

Jin Haonan: ...

Jin Haonan blinked slowly, looked at Yan Ning and asked in disbelief: "Did you read the prescription prescribed by the doctor?"

Hearing this, Yan Ning raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her nose, "The writing on the prescription looks too...artistic, I'm not good at appreciation, so..."

Yan Ning gave him a look of 'you understand'.

Looking at Yan Ning who was pretending to be calm, a smile flashed across Jin Haonan's eyes.

He specially asked Godly Doctor Fu to write the prescription in cursive, and it was strange that she could recognize what was written on it.

Yan Ning coughed lightly, "Master, how much money do I owe you?"

"Hmm..." Jin Haonan pondered for a while, and then said, "Not much."

As he spoke, he took out a golden abacus from nowhere, and shook it gently under Yan Ning's nose.

"After you sign the contract of sale, I have already calculated for you. You only need to work with me for another two months, and you can pay off the medical expenses you owe me."

Of course, if Yan Ning had borrowed some money from him because of an 'accident' in the past two months, or if she wanted to redeem herself, how long she would have to repay the debt is another matter.

Two months!

Hearing the deadline, Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

Jin Haonan felt that her relieved look was an eyesore.

Why do you want to leave him so eagerly? Is he a scourge?
Adhering to the childish mentality that you won't let me have a good time, and I won't let you have a good time, Jin Haonan put down the brush in his hand.

"After looking at the account book for so long, I am a little hungry now. Yan Ning, go to the small kitchen and make a bowl of noodles for my grandfather."

Yan Ning raised her finger stiffly and pointed at herself, "...Are you sure you want me to cook?"

Jin Haonan snorted softly, "You are the only one named Yan Ning here."

"My craftsmanship isn't very good." Yan Ning felt that she should give Jin Haonan a vaccination in advance.

"It's okay, Grandpa is not picky about food."

Hearing this, Yan Ning glanced at him quietly, then left the study without saying anything.

On the way to the small kitchen following Qingzi who was standing at the door of the study, Yan Ning suddenly thought of something.

She remembered that Ruowei's taste was very peculiar.

Yan Ning felt that this was a very good opportunity to test Jin Haonan.

So, Yan Ning, with this idea in mind, went to the small kitchen and ordered a bowl of noodles according to Lu Zhi's taste.

When Yan Ning came out of the kitchen with noodles, the person in charge of the kitchen turned pale.

Because, he watched Yan Ning pour half a bowl of vinegar and two tablespoons of salt into the pot while cooking noodles.

Smelling the sour smell wafting from the noodle bowl, the corners of Qingzi's eyes twitched almost invisibly.

Is this noodle edible?

Thinking of their master's precious stomach, Qingzi's fingers moved almost invisibly.

Although she really wanted to overturn the bowl in Yan Ning's hand, but, seeing Yan Ning walking towards the study carefully carrying the bowl, Qingzi tried her best to resist the urge.

Impulse is the devil, before the master has no order; for the sake of her own life, Qingzi feels that she can't act without authorization.

After all, she is not very clear about Yan Ning's position in their master's heart.

Thinking of their unfathomable master, Qingzi lowered her eyes.

Say he doesn't care about Yan Ning, he not only keeps Yan Ning by his side, but also allows her to enjoy the special treatment that no one has ever enjoyed with him before; say he cares about Yan Ning, when the little girl wakes up After that, he asked him to sign the contract of sale without hesitation.

Qingzi couldn't figure out what their master was thinking, so when it came to dealing with Yan Ning, she didn't dare to act according to her past experience.

(End of this chapter)