Chapter 10 Yan Jiyue's Transformation
After divorcing her husband, Su Mu would remarry soon.
What kind of man would she like?
Xie Yi rubbed his fingertips that had just touched Su Mu's hand. After the brief cool sensation, there was a scorching heat, as if burned by fire.
At the dinner table, Su Mu kept her head down eating without speaking. Xie Yi held his chopsticks but had no appetite at all.
This question kept circling in his mind, buzzing incessantly.
"Eat quickly, the food will get cold soon," Su Mu said, seeing that Xie Yi still wasn't using his chopsticks.
Xie Yi made a sound of agreement and picked up some stir-fried lotus root slices with his chopsticks, putting them in his mouth. Crisp with a slight sweetness, the cooking was just right. Who would believe that such delicious dishes were made by a woman's hands?
Xie Yi raised his eyes slightly to look at Su Mu, who was eating with her head down.
Her thick long eyelashes hid the light in her eyes, making her expression unclear. The armband on her arm was still not removed. Her wrist was as clean and pure as jade, thinner than that of ordinary women, but it didn't make one feel weak. Her fingers were also slender and delicate, with a kind of lean and elegant bearing like that of a scholar.
Just thinking that his fingertips had just slid over such slender fingers, Xie Yi's eyes welled up with an insoluble thickness.
"Are my hands very beautiful? Why do you keep staring at them?" Su Mu put down her chopsticks, resting her chin on her hand as she teased him with a smile.
The lotus root pieces nearly got stuck in Xie Yi's throat. He barely swallowed them down before explaining, "No, I wasn't looking at Elder Sister Mu."
Xie Yi's beauty was famous in the small town on the frontier of the desert. The frontier customs were loose, and the women were all rough and unrestrained. They often teased Xie Yi with crude jokes, saying dirty things.
Xie Yi had long gotten used to it. Not only that, he had learned how to use these women to gain benefits for himself.
Although he was young, he was not the kind of man who would blush and stammer at a woman's teasing.
But faced with Su Mu's words that couldn't even be considered offensive, he stumbled and could barely speak, his mind short-circuiting, giving an explanation that only made things more suspicious.
Xie Yi secretly regretted it. What was wrong with him?
"Then eat quickly, the lard will congeal and won't taste good," Su Mu didn't pursue the matter further, just urging him to continue eating.
This made Xie Yi feel relieved, but he also felt vaguely disappointed that she didn't continue to probe deeper.
"Tomorrow I have to go take an exam, so you'll have to cook for yourself at home," Su Mu said while eating.
"Exam?" This wasn't the first time Xie Yi had heard this word. When he was at Scholar Li's house before, her husband would talk about exams all the time.
He asked curiously, "What is an exam?"
Su Mu thought for a moment. With Xie Yi's current level of Central Plains language, it would be difficult to explain to him the deeper meaning of the imperial examination system. So she simply said, "It's a kind of competition. If you pass, you get money and food."
In the female-dominated world, the regulations stated that anyone who passed the scholar exam would receive 6 dou of rice and 500 wen of money every month. Even if they never passed the higher level exams, they could still rely on the title of scholar to live a life of eating public grain while lying down, more comfortable than passing the civil service exam.
Moreover, she was living alone now, not needing to support a husband or children. Five hundred wen a month, plus six dou of rice, was enough for her to live comfortably.
"Elder Sister Mu will definitely pass," Xie Yi sincerely wished.
"Pass my ass! What kind of lowly thing is Su Mu, she actually wants to take the scholar exam? She really doesn't know her own limitations, keep dreaming." The middle-aged man with a round figure, his face like a silver plate, narrowed his eyes coldly and rolled them.
In the garden full of flowers, Yan Ruyu sat lazily and snorted, "That's right. If I hadn't seen her fill in her own name at the scene with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Dad, where does she get the face to do this? When Uncle first brought her home years ago, she could barely write a few characters."
Liu Cui took a sip of tea and said disdainfully, "She probably learned a few characters in secret, but she doesn't use her brain to think. With that little knowledge, she can barely keep accounts, yet she dares to dream of taking the scholar exam. Huh, it's like showing off knowledge in front of a sage, not knowing one's own limitations."
"Exactly, don't think that learning a few characters temporarily means you can pass the scholar exam. If it were that easy, I would have passed long ago. Dad, just wait and see Su Mu make a fool of herself."
"Who's making a fool of themselves?" Yan Zhujun had appeared behind the two at some point, his face as cold as ice.
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