Chapter 72: The Gift of Two Coins of Silver
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Chang Ting's face was embarrassed, he simply hid his left hand behind his back, and said hesitantly: "Actually, I did something before I bought the pumpkin lantern......
"What's the matter?" Hua Muhan moved his gaze from her arm to her face.
"I've been thinking about giving you something...... Chang Ting's face was tangled, and he clenched the things hidden in his sleeves.
A flash of light flashed in Hua Muhan's eyes, and he stretched out his hand in front of her, "Show me." β
"Don't be in a hurry, listen to what I've said." Chang Ting looked at him with some apprehension, "It's always been you who gave me something, and I want to give you one too." You can buy it with money, I don't think it's sincere enough, after all, the jade ring in my hand was carved by you......"
Hua Muhan withdrew his hand, put one arm on the back of the er, and waited patiently for her to finish speaking.
"So, these days, whenever I go out, I'm always on the lookout for places where I can make handmade things. Later, I saw a place where I could carve things made of wood, and I went there tonight......"
"Badly carved?" Hua Muhan's face finally showed a smile, and his tone became softer.
Chang Ting's face twisted, "It's not bad, it's terrible." I let the master teach me for a long time, when I carved the knife, I was still full of confidence, and I was very happy after carving, and I went out of the store, and I was still thinking in my heart, how would you praise me then......"
"And what's going on here?"
"Later, on the way back, I looked at that thing as I walked, but the more I looked at it, the more depressed I became, the more I looked at it, the more discouraged I became, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that it was not suitable for you......"
"Why?"
"I don't want to talk about the roughness of my craftsmanship, but I will talk about the wood. At that time, the old master led me to see many kinds of wood, some expensive and frightening, and some cheap and nearly worthless...... So I bought a ...... for two pieces of silver."
Hua Muhan frowned, "I asked Chenyan to prepare some silver money for you before, didn't he give it to you?" β
Changting hurriedly waved his hand to confirm Chenyan's innocence, "I went out today to buy food for myself and my brother, all with your silver, but I can buy gifts for the three of you, with the silver money I saved from selling herbs before." If I give you something and buy it with your money, then I'm too bad! β
Hua Muhan looked at her serious appearance, and a complicated color flashed in her eyes.
"When I bought it, I thought, although my piece of wood is cheap, but I made it myself, and the meaning is different. But then I thought about it, you are very particular about using things on weekdays, and my thing on you is too abrupt and inappropriate......"
"So, you're not going to send me?" Hua Muhan glanced at her arm to prevent her from destroying things.
Chang Ting shook his head firmly, "Of course I still have to send it!" β
"Then give it to me." Hua Muhan stretched out his hand again.
"The reason why I want to talk to you so much is that I want to give away this unique gift, and I want you not to suffer and not treat this gift as a burden. I thought about it, I'll give this thing to you, you can put it away, don't be afraid that I'll be upset, so you have to wear it. "Changting is bitter.
Hua Muhan nodded solemnly, "I already understand what you mean, if it's really like what you said, I won't wear it." Okay, now you can take it out, right? β
Chang Ting looked at the palm in front of him, his heart was horizontal, his head twisted, and he quickly put the thing hidden behind his back in his palm.
A tan wooden ring lay on Hua Muhan's palm.
Chang Ting couldn't bear to glance at the look on his face, "You don't have to endure it, if you want to laugh at me, I will laugh at it, I have long been mentally prepared." The old man said that I had no talent for carpentry. β
Hua Muhan picked up the clumsy and rough ring with his hand, and looked at it carefully in front of him, "What is carved here?" β
Chang Ting leaned over, "My eyes are really sharp, I hid them so secretly, I thought you wouldn't be able to find them for the rest of your life." β
In the inner ring of the ring, there are two small symbols engraved thinly, but they are not Qingsang characters.
Chang Ting's eyes sparkled, "This is a symbol I invented myself, it is my exclusive symbol, and when you see this symbol in the future, you will know that I engraved it." β
"What do you mean?" Hua Muhan took advantage of the moonlight to take a closer look at the two strange symbols.
Changting's eyes purred, "You should take this as my name." β
"Changting?" Hua Muhan frowned at her.
Chang Ting hesitated slightly, nodded with a smile, "Hmm." β
Hua Muhan smiled and put the ring on the thumb of his left hand, "It's just right." β
Changting smiled with satisfaction, "Take it off when you try it, when you are old in the future and recall the past, you can take it out and take a look, and you will think of me now." β
Hua Muhan didn't answer, just gently rubbed the ring with the fingers of his left hand.
Chang Ting stretched out his hand, gently tugged at his sleeve, blinked his big smart eyes, and asked timidly, "Are you still angry?" β
Hua Muhan's gaze froze, put away the smile on his face, and turned his eyes to look at her.
Chang Ting's heart trembled, and his little face turned bitter.
The gifts have been given, and the matter has not passed!
If I knew it, I wouldn't have asked, I really owed!
Hua Muhan looked at her and hesitated to speak, "I'm just ...... I'm not mad at you. β
Chang Ting remembered his tears, and hurriedly stepped forward with concern, "Then what's wrong with you?" Isn't it ...... at home?"
The corners of Hua Muhan's lips hooked up a wry smile, "Tomorrow is my birthday." β
Changting was stunned for a moment, and then he realized something, and asked tentatively, "Then you...... Is it someone or something that comes to mind? β
Hua Muhan nodded lightly, his tone flat, "It's my mother." β
"Then she ......" Chang Ting gently squeezed his hand.
"When I was four years old, she was gone." Hua Muhan's expression was calm, and his tone was also calm, but in the deepest part of those phoenix eyes, something was secretly surging.
"It turns out that you and Zhan Ling ......" Chang Ting couldn't go on with distress.
"It's not Zhan Ling, it's my mother."
Chang Ting was shocked and looked at him in surprise.
"Zhan Ling and I were not born to the same mother, my father had many women." Hua Muhan's expression was still faint.
Changting was shocked and speechless for a long time, and he didn't know what to say.
Although, in this feudal society, it is very normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but it is still a little difficult to accept her as an outsider.