Bold Witch, Don’T Hurt My Husband

Chapter 4: Literary Aura

"Candied hawthorns~"

"Steamed buns~"

"Sir, come in~"

The streets of Bright City were bustling. As the most prosperous place in the Jiangnan region of Jiang Country, it lived up to its reputation.

"Young sir, would you like some candied hawthorns?"

Maid Cai Xia teased him with the candied hawthorns, but Xia Fan's eyes were filled with disdain.

Do you really think I'm a three-year-old child? I have eaten more meals than you have eaten grains of rice, crossed more bridges than you have walked roads, and watched more movies... Ahem, scratch that.

He could only shake his head and say, "It's too sweet, I don't like it. You can have it!"

"Are desserts not good? What do you like to eat, young sir?"

"Well, there are many things I like: beer, spicy sticks, instant noodles, lobster barbecue, local dishes, Sha County snacks, spicy hot pot, and chicken nuggets."

Maid: ???

"Gurgle~"

Swallowing his saliva, Xia Fan couldn't help but shake his head. Although his previous life was not ideal, the food was much better than here. He was starting to miss his days as a homebody.

"Cai Xia, do you know which restaurant in Bright City has delicious food?" Xia Fan asked, looking up.

Upon hearing this, Cai Xia couldn't help but get excited. "Young sir, you've asked the right person. If we're talking about the food in Bright City, it has to be Wangjiang Tower. You can find almost anything there." As she spoke, the maid even licked her lips.

Although she followed Lou Qingxue, she couldn't possibly have luxurious meals all the time.

"Then let's go. Today, your young miss will pay for everything!"

Xia Fan was already familiar with the art of living off someone else.

Wangjiang Tower was just a street away from the Jiaosi District. It was similar to the KTV and barbecue restaurants in his previous life. After eating, they could have some fun.

Moreover, with the poetry gathering coming up, there would be a large influx of outsiders, naturally bringing along many wealthy people.

At this moment, a special pair of guests arrived at the entrance of Wangjiang Tower. There was a child who was less than three feet tall, followed by a beautiful maid. They immediately attracted the attention of many passersby.

The child was dressed in a white robe, with a jade pendant at his waist. His long hair was casually tied up in a bun at the back of his head. If it weren't for the slightly smaller folding fan in his hand, he would have looked like a scholarly gentleman. Even so, he was already enough to attract attention.

His attire was personally arranged by Lou Qingxue, so there was no need to say anything about her taste.

But Xia Fan always felt that this woman was treating him like a Barbie doll from his previous life.

"Please come in, two esteemed guests!"

The waiter could tell from Xia Fan's attire alone that he was a young master from a wealthy family. Not to mention that he was accompanied by a maid.

Cai Xia had never seen such a scene before and was a little at a loss. In the end, Xia Fan stepped forward and said softly, "Upstairs, a quieter place will do."

"Alright, please follow me upstairs, two esteemed guests."

The two followed the waiter upstairs and found a corner seat by the window.

"How is this place for you two?" the waiter asked.

Xia Fan looked around and noticed that there were fewer seats on the second floor compared to the first floor, so it was naturally quieter.

"It's... fine."

When they arrived at the table, Xia Fan found it difficult to deal with the chair that almost reached his neck. It was too low. Cai Xia noticed his embarrassment, suppressed a smile, and quickly approached, passing her hands through his armpits to lift him onto the chair.

Xia Fan: ...

Damn it! How embarrassing.

"Giggle!"

Just as he felt a little ashamed, he heard a soft laughter from the nearby table. When he turned his head, he saw a young man dressed as a scholar, covering his mouth and laughing. The middle-aged man sitting at the same table, who appeared to be in his forties, nodded at him and lightly tapped the young man's head with the folding fan as a mild punishment.

"What would you like to eat?"

Taking back his gaze, Xia Fan pretended as if nothing had happened and said to the waiter, "Bring us your signature dishes and a pot of wine."

"Drinking? No, no, young sir, how can you drink at such a young age? If Miss finds out, she'll scold me to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the maid Cai Xia objected.

"I'll just have a little taste, besides, if you don't tell, I won't tell. How would your Miss know?" Seeing that Cai Xia still wanted to object, Xia Fan quickly continued to threaten, "If you keep this up, I won't take you out to play next time!"

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the maid Cai Xia showed a conflicted expression. Normally, she rarely went out while working in the teaching department, and she had to serve Miss every day. How could she be happy to accompany the young sir shopping, especially when there was money to spend?

"Two of you, we have a sweet osmanthus wine in our shop that is suitable for children and young ladies to taste. How about..."

"I want that!" Cai Xia quickly interrupted, then looked at Xia Fan pitifully, "Young sir, can we also have a roasted chicken?"

Seeing her blushing face, Xia Fan knew that the little girl was craving it, so he nodded and signaled to the waiter.

Seeing Cai Xia standing excitedly behind him, Xia Fan couldn't help but laugh lightly.

"Alright, sit down and eat together later!"

"Sit down and eat? No, no, Cai Xia will stand!"

As a maid, she naturally had no reason to sit at the table with her master. Although Xia Fan was not her master, he was her Miss's friend and even her younger brother, so she didn't dare.

To this, Xia Fan became a little impatient, "If I tell you to sit, then sit. I can't eat while others stand and watch me!"

Helpless, Cai Xia had to sit down nervously.

Meanwhile, a handsome young man not far away couldn't help but smile, "Father, look, that child is so young, but he acts like a little adult, it's really interesting!"

Indeed, Xia Fan's current appearance was somewhat unique, mainly due to his temperament. He didn't look like a child at all, and the term "mature beyond his years" couldn't describe him accurately. He seemed out of place.

The middle-aged man beside him had been paying attention to Xia Fan all along. After hearing the young man's words, he couldn't help but explain, "Wan'er, your cultivation is still shallow, so you only find him interesting. But little do you know, he is surrounded by a Literary Aura."

"Literary Aura?" The young man exclaimed, then quickly covered his mouth and whispered, "Father, are you mistaken? How can he, at such a young age, possess a Literary Aura? Ordinary people would have to study the classics for at least ten years, and those with good talent would need at least three years. He couldn't have started studying from the womb, right?"

For a lower-class disciple to possess a Literary Aura, they would have to be at least fifteen years old. Even for children from scholarly families, those with good talent would need to be around ten years old. But the child in front of them looked like he was only three or four years old, which was truly unbelievable.

"Yes, Wan'er, you started studying at the age of four and only gave birth to a trace of Literary Aura at the age of nine. As one of the outstanding students at Cloud Sea Academy, even I find it hard to believe, but I have no choice but to believe it!"

Indeed, these two individuals are Mr. Shu, the foreign teacher in Bright City, and the girl who wields the pen. However, the girl is currently disguised as a handsome young man.

It's no wonder that both of them are so surprised. Literary Aura is the predecessor of righteousness and integrity. When a person with Literary Aura finds the fundamental basis for their existence and begins to take action, the Literary Aura within them starts to transform into righteousness and integrity. The girl is currently in this stage.

"So, does that mean this child has exceptional talent?"

The middle-aged teacher chuckled and stroked his beard, saying, "He is a born scholar!"

"This time, Bright City has truly come across something good. Even if we can't snatch the title of the poetry champion, having this child is not in vain!"

"Father, are you thinking of taking him into our academy?"

"Of course. Although this child is a born scholar, he still needs proper guidance to walk the right path."

While the two were talking, the waiter had already served all the dishes on Xia Fan's table. There were four dishes, plus a roasted chicken and a pot of osmanthus wine.

The maid, Cai Xia, skillfully took the wine jug and filled Xia Fan's cup.

"Let's eat, don't mind me!"

After saying that, Xia Fan took a few bites and found that the taste was indeed much better than the food in their teaching district. Perhaps there were more seasonings and the cooking method was more refined, but there was still a certain gap compared to his previous life.

As the wine entered his throat, there was no fiery sensation. Instead, it was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, with only a faint taste of alcohol. It was obvious that the alcohol content was not high, no wonder it was a drink loved by women.

Soon, after drinking half a pot of osmanthus wine, Xia Fan felt a slight intoxication. He looked at the crowd outside the window and the distant Wei River, suddenly feeling a sense of loneliness welling up in his heart.

Being alone in a different world, always an outsider.

They say flowers bloom again, but people never return to their youth. And when he lived as a youth again, none of the familiar figures were around, no family, no friends. Everything from the past would not happen again.

Looking at the osmanthus wine in his hand, Xia Fan couldn't help but smile. His eyes were a bit unfocused as he softly recited:

"To buy osmanthus flowers and share a drink, it's not the same, young wanderer."

Even if he lived as a youth again, he wouldn't be the same as before.

Meanwhile, the teacher not far away heard these two lines of poetry and his eyes widened. In his eyes, in an instant, a surge of Literary Aura was born out of thin air, then attached itself to Xia Fan's body.

Literary Aura arises from poetry, and it is undoubtedly a famous verse in the world. Unfortunately, there are only two lines, otherwise Literary Aura would not be limited to just this.

"What a great poem!"

(End of this chapter)