"This is a hairpin I bought for you from another jewelry store.
Although it is not silver, nor gold, and is not worth much, it is at least a token of my love, so please don’t despise it.”
"When I make a lot of money in the future, I will definitely buy you something made of gold, jade, or something inlaid with gemstones."
Qi Jinghe glanced at the silver bag in his left hand, then looked at the wooden hairpin in his right hand, which was well-made and beautifully carved.
For no reason, a sweet feeling welled up in my heart.
"Humph, sweet talk."
With a slight blush on her cheeks, she stuffed the two things into her arms and picked up the bag containing various small things on the ground.
Just as he was about to carry the wooden table on which various small items were placed, Su Qiao quickly picked it up first.
"How can it be called sweet talk? I am speaking the truth."
"When I make a lot of money in the future, I will definitely buy you the most beautiful and expensive things, and also buy you a lot of slaves to serve you."
"Jinghe, since your stall has become like this, why don't you just stop setting it up
I have the strength to hunt and dig herbs to feed you and your son."
Qi Jinghe glanced at her and said, "Humph, don't you think I'm embarrassing you by showing off my reputation?"
"How come?"
"I'm afraid there are too many bad guys on this street who are coveting your beauty."
Su Qiao glanced at the small street with a lot of traffic.
Most of the people on the street are tall and strong women, and even the vendors are almost all women.
The few men who were shopping were also wearing veil hats.
Su Qiao was really worried, especially when she saw a few tall and strong women passing by and glancing at her man frivolously.
She glared at the women fiercely, and then said in a gentle voice:
"My Jinghe is so handsome, with a graceful figure, a noble bearing, and a handsome face like Pan An. What if he is targeted by those scoundrels?"
Several small stall owners around: "..."
Although I found out today that Qi Jinghe's face has no more pockmarks and is not as dark as before, but...
Just this unpretentious figure, this tough face that has nothing to do with beauty, and that voice that is not gentle at all and that stubborn temperament.
No matter how they looked at it, they felt that it had nothing to do with what his wife said above.
Are you still being targeted by a lecher
Ahem, those lechers are also very picky.
Qi Jinghe's wife... She is pretty and strong, but...
My eyes aren't working very well.
There seems to be something wrong with my brain.
Su Qiao originally thought that since she had praised him so highly, her man would be happier.
Maybe if he’s happy, he won’t come out to set up the stall anymore.
result…
Imagination is beautiful.
Qi Jinghe was so angry that his face turned blue: "You... you dare to laugh at me?"
They even compare him with 'Pan An'.
Humph, Pan An.
I guess this is another strange man she met somewhere outside.
It's true that a dog can't change its nature.
"Ah? Why am I making fun of you?"
Su Qiao scratched his hair, his face full of confusion.
"I'm telling the truth. In my eyes, you are really the most beautiful. No one can compare to you."
The old lady who was the stall owner nearby coughed twice in embarrassment:
"Ahem, Jinghe, you have such a good wife who treats you so well, just listen to her and don't show up in public anymore."
"A man should always focus on his family."
Several small stall owners nearby also joined in the persuasion.
"That's right. Your wife is so strong, she must be a good hunter. She gives you all the money she earns, and she is willing to spend it to buy you such a good hairpin. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
"If it were me, I would be secretly happy."