The carriage went far away.
Su Zhiruan patted the boxes piled to the brim and couldn't help but sigh, "Life, ah, should be like this, with a house, a few acres of good land, a good man, and ten thousand taels of gold."
Ji Xiaoyuan chuckled silently, "The important thing is the last part, right?"
"Of course not," Su Zhiruan leaned on his shoulder, "The most important thing is having someone to grow old with."
The carriage traveled for a day and a night and finally returned to the county.
When they got off the carriage and walked into the inn, the waiter was so startled that he dropped the dishes he was holding.
The shopkeeper scolded, "What are you doing?"
"Shop... Shopkeeper... Look, look quickly—" The waiter stammered in fear.
The shopkeeper looked toward the entrance, and then his abacus fell heavily to the ground.
Immediately, he kneeled down and shouted, "This humble one is blind!"
"Greetings—"
