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The man casually picked up a wooden stick from the ground and squatted in the yard, drawing in the snow while mumbling to himself.
"This box of tofu weighs one jin, priced at eight cents per jin, totaling nine cents and six cents."
Satisfied, the man stood up and turned around, uncertainly asking once more, "This box is a total of nine cents and six cents. Are you all sure you want it?"
At this time, when a person only earns a few coins a month, who would think of spending a third of their money on tofu?
"Absolutely! You don’t need to give back the change; consider it as borrowing for your donkey cart," Wang Zhaoran said, pulling out a large bill from his pocket and handing it to the man.
Seeing the large bill, the man's eyes lit up; this was real money! "I’ll deliver it right away!" he exclaimed, turning to give the bill to his daughter-in-law before happily harnessing the donkey cart.
When he arrived with the tofu, he was astonished by the scene before him.
"Oh my goodness! What’s going on in your village? So many people!"
Yu Suihuan and Wang Zhaoran exchanged glances and smiled.
"This family has two students accepted into universities this year! They invited everyone from the village to share in their joy!"
"Wow, two universities? That’s impressive! It’s definitely worth celebrating!" The man said with envy, stretching his neck and tiptoeing to get a better look into the yard.
"I heard that the girl who got into university is really beautiful, and so is the guy!"
Yu Suihuan chuckled mischievously as she glanced at Wang Zhaoran, who looked back at her with a smile full of affection.
"Huh? A boy and a girl both got accepted? Their ancestors must have done something good; that’s such great fortune! But how beautiful can that girl be? Is she more beautiful than you?"
"Of course! She’s much prettier than I am!" Yu Suihuan giggled, watching as the villagers finished moving the tofu. Not wanting to tease him any longer, she finally sent him on his way.
"What are you laughing about?"
As the man walked away, Wang Zhaoran's smile remained, leaving Yu Suihuan curious.
"You're so cute!"
Wang Zhaoran's voice was gentle, like a warm spring breeze.
"Ha ha ha, today I'm punishing you by not letting you eat chicken legs!"
Yu Suihuan took it as mockery, pouting and turning his face away, deliberately ignoring him. "If you won't let me eat, then I won't eat! How annoying!"
With his arms crossed over his chest, Yu Suihuan huffed and stormed into the house.
"Look at you laughing like that; if someone didn’t know better, they’d think I had a silly father!"
Wang Heng passed by him with a look of disdain. "Damn it, getting bolder by the day, daring to mock your old man!"
Wang Zhaoran instinctively tried to kick off his shoes to throw at him, but the cold weather had him wearing thick cotton boots, and the laces were tied tightly. He struggled to pull them off but nearly tripped over himself instead.
"Hahaha, that's what they say: those who follow the way have more help; those who go against it have less!"
Recently, under Wang Zhaoran's pressure, Wang Heng had also started learning new words. He was using one he had just learned today. "You brat, is that what it means? If you can use it, then go ahead; if you can't, then don't! Trying to show off your skills?"
"I can't do it; you can! How come you're so capable but can't even win over my godmother?"
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