Because the conversation was very interesting, Si Ya was very reluctant to leave when Ye Zhenzhen was about to leave. Ye Zhenzhen also had a good impression of this little girl, so she casually pulled out a hairpin and gave it to her: "You can take this hairpin."
Go and play, and I will come here again in the future and listen to your stories."
Ye Zhenzhen wore simple clothes when she went out this time. Her hairpin was just a simple silver hairpin with beads inlaid on it. Even so, this hairpin was ordinary. It was a silver hairpin made by a famous craftsman in the capital. The hairpin was engraved with
It has exquisite reliefs, and even the beads are round and clear East beads, which are valuable.
Si Ya was at a loss, and the old woman was even more shocked. Although she didn't know the goods, she also knew that the things worn by the magistrate's wife were definitely not ordinary. She quickly refused: "Madam, this is impossible, it is impossible. We Si Ya are just villagers.
You wild girl is not worthy of such a good thing, so you should take it back quickly."
Ye Zhenzhen waved her hands nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, I have so many hairpins, they are not worth anything. If you feel you deserve it, just think of it as my reward for listening to the story."
The old woman refused several times, but Ye Zhenzhen still did not change her mind. She was afraid that if she continued to postpone, she would displease the nobleman, so she accepted the hairpin tremblingly, and secretly made up her mind to leave this hairpin to Si Ya as a dowry in the future.
When Ye Zhenzhen came back, Cui Weizhen noticed very keenly that there was a hairpin missing from her temples: "What are you doing?"
Ye Zhenzhen touched her temples and told the truth, but of course she didn't forget to tease: "You actually knew that I was missing a hairpin, you must have been observing too carefully!"
Cui Weizhen said nothing, but the meaning in his eyes was already very obvious.
Ye Zhenzhen covered her mouth and smiled, her eyebrows curved: "I know, you have eyes for me."
Cui Weizhen coughed lightly, looked at the crowd around him, and continued to remain in an unpredictable state, but the base of his ears quietly turned red.
They stayed for a long time, mainly because Cui Weizhen wanted to investigate the public sentiment. Ye Zhenzhen listened and learned a lot about the situation——
Although these farmers usually dig ditches, they are a little tired, but they have enough to eat and earn wages every day, so their sense of happiness is quite high. As for the reason why they wear short brown clothes in such a cold weather, it is not because they don’t have money to buy clothes. The most fundamental reason is that
Make it easier to work.
After Cui Weizhen heard this, he felt very helpless. He could not force the farmers to add more clothes, so he had to ask the steward of the Duan family to add several pots of hot bone soup beside the ditch and keep it boiling over the firewood so that they could drink hot soup even when they were cold.
Warm yourself up to avoid freezing.
The steward of the Duan family did not respond immediately. Cui Weizhen thought he was in trouble, so he continued: "If your Duan family's budget is not enough, this money will go to the Yamen's account."
The steward of the Duan family woke up from a dream and hurriedly bowed and shook his head: "I can't do it, I can't do it. This section of the canal was originally named after the owner of a small family. All expenses should be paid by our Duan family. How can we let the Yamen pay for it?
?If our master knew about it, he would have to blame the villain for not doing his job well. It’s just a few pots of bone soup every day, and it’s really not a big expense. Please rest assured, Lord Prefect, the villain will definitely handle it properly.
"
He just didn't expect that the prefect cared so much for the people, which shocked him. Whenever he felt that the prefect loved the people enough, his next actions would always refresh his understanding. Such a selfless prefect,
It was definitely the only time he had ever seen him in his life.
Seeing the familiar admiration and admiration in the eyes of the steward of the Duan family, Ye Zhenzhen knew that this was another person who was impressed by Cui Weizhen's personality charm.
She felt sincerely and proudly that this unique man was her husband.
"What are you laughing at? Like a cat that has stolen something."
Back on the carriage, Cui Weizhen, who was no longer surrounded by outsiders, put aside the so-called burden of identity, and tapped his wife's forehead lovingly, feeling that she was holding back some bad ideas again.
Ye Zhenzhen leaned on his body as if she had no bones, and her words were full of pride: "I didn't cheat, but I stole a good husband."
"Huh?" Cui Weizhen hugged her and asked in a long voice, "When did you hide any husband behind my back?"
Promote narrowness!
Ye Zhenzhen glared at him: "What do you think?"
"I'm sorry you don't dare." Cui Weizhen smiled, pinched her waist, and hugged her over. They faced each other, foreheads touching, and they could hear each other breathing: "Except for me, how can those ordinary people outside get into Madam's eyes.
"
His slender phoenix eyes were particularly attractive. Ye Zhenzhen's heart was beating loudly, but her immunity had improved over the years. She glared at him with a cross eyebrow: "Narcissistic, there are so many good men in this world."
Very good."
Cui Weizhen narrowed his eyes: "So what does Madam mean?"
Ye Zhenzhen's neck felt slightly cold, and she couldn't help coughing lightly, and answered with a serious face: "Of course, no matter how many young talents there are outside, they are not even half as good as you, Wei Zhen."
Cui Weizhen then showed a faint smile, touched the back of her neck, and said: "Be good."
He was in a good mood, and then thought of the hairpin Zhen'er gave him, and said, "I'll have someone give you a hairpin later. I've designed a few new styles. You must like it."
"You designed a new style again? Where did you find the time?" Ye Zhenzhen's first reaction was this.
It’s not surprising that she was surprised. Cui Weizhen has been very busy these days. He is either working in the front office or going out for visits. After returning to the back office, he also spends time with his family. Ye Zhenzhen spends most of the time with him and has never seen him.
When do you have the leisure time to design new designs for jewelry?
Cui Weizhen looked calm: "It's not that difficult. Sometimes I think of it in my sleep, so I just spend some time drawing it."
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
She didn't know whether to be moved or speechless for a moment. She even dreamed of designing jewelry for her. How persistent she must be.
"It's just... I don't have enough dowry to hold jewelry. I have plenty of hairpins, so I don't need any more."
It is no exaggeration to say that, including those who stayed in the capital, she has an unimaginable amount of jewelry. She wears the same jewelry all year round. That's it. Cui Weizhen still thinks about giving her jewelry all day long.
What kind of earth-shattering persistence is this? In her previous life, she played a certain krypton gold dress-up game, but she didn't have this man's persistence.
"It doesn't matter, just let the craftsman make another dowry."
Cui Weizhen still said the most domineering words with the calmest expression, and even asked: "Don't Zhen'er like it?"
This... who can resist it!
Ye Zhenzhen really couldn't go against her conscience and say she didn't like it. How could she not like those works of art that were all exquisite in shape and could be collected as museum collections if they were passed down to future generations?
She had also reasoned, but she couldn't help it, he gave too much!
