Su Qiao looked at him with disdain: "I can earn money myself."
"House, food, clothes, silks, maids and servants, I can get them all myself if I have money."
"As for letting my father become an official, forget it!"
"You should do things according to your ability. He is not even qualified to be a private school teacher, so how can he be an official? Don't let others harm him if he fails to become an official."
It’s not that she looks down on Su Yaohui, but with his cunning, he is really not fit to be an official.
Feng Han turned around and glanced at the little boy hiding outside the bamboo forest, poked her forehead with a smile and said, "Aren't you afraid of being scolded when you go back?"
Su Qiao shrugged: "Let them scold me, I'm used to it anyway, I'm thick-skinned."
Feng Han: “…”
"Little girl, you won't be able to get married like this."
"So what if I can't get married? I can live well on my own. When I have money, I will buy a lot of maids and servants to serve me, and live a beautiful life."
Of course, this had been her plan all along.
At that time, she thought he was a eunuch.
Feng Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You really are..."
It was just as helpless as ever.
"What?"
Why do you always say half the words
Don’t you think it’s uncomfortable to hold it in
"Is there really nothing you want?" Feng Han sighed.
He wanted to give her everything good, but she wanted nothing.
This made him feel that he was useless.
Su Qiao thought about it carefully.
"Actually, I want to open a bookstore. I heard that this requires government approval. How about you help me put in a word and open a back door?"
"Open the back door?"
Feng Han smiled and shook his head: "It's just a matter of words, and this counts as a wish?"
"Of course, this is all I want now."
"This is easy for you, but a little difficult for me."
The Su family is just an ordinary civilian family. They have no connection with government officials and may not even be able to use the back door to get money.
Su Qiao thought about his plan and rolled his eyes: "If you think it's not enough, then help write a sign?"
"OK."
Feng Han ignored her mischievous behavior and agreed immediately as he looked like he had something to calculate.
"Little girl, what do you want to name your bookstore?"
Su Qiao thought about it casually: "Guyin Town, Guyin Temple, the two words Guyin are good, let's call it Guyin Bookstore! It's simple and easy to remember, and there's nothing taboo about it."
"In order to distinguish the bookstores in the town, why not add two words, Su Ji Ancient Music Bookstore?"
Although Feng Han felt that this name had no connotation as a bookstore name, she liked it.
"That's fine. What's important is not the name of the shop but the books inside." Su Qiao said indifferently.
Feng Han smiled and said, "It seems that you are quite confident."
"It's okay." Su Qiao had no idea what modesty was. She felt that her stuff was good enough.
"Ahhh..."
Xiaobai played for a while, but seeing that neither of them paid any attention to him, he moved between them with some dissatisfaction.
Feng Han reached out to comb the hair on its back.
"After eating the barbecue you made, it has no interest in other foods. It has become thinner due to hunger in the past two days."
"Have you lost weight?" Su Qiao looked at Xiaobai carefully.
It doesn't look like it at all, he's still so strong.
However, Su Qiao still felt a little distressed when he found out that Xiaobai had a poor appetite.
"I'll go grill it tomorrow."
It just so happens that the clothes will be almost ready by tomorrow, so I’ll take them over then.
A look of triumph flashed across Feng Han's eyes.