Diancui handed over the new robe, new cloth shoes, and new sweat towel to Yuan Zhiheng, and helped him clean up the yard inside and out, and quickly wrapped a drawer of Xiaonian dumplings, and then returned.

Yuan Zhiheng looked at her back in a daze, this girl, is it too good for herself.

Look at her neat and familiar scooping noodles from the noodle tank, scooping water from the water tank, chopping vegetables and mixing stuffing...... Like the little woman in the house, she must be wrong......

Yuan Zhiheng was sweating, thinking that the next time she came back, she would have to make her words clear.

Sure enough, on the second day, Diancui came again, she was still as busy as before, she was still used to it, but Yuan Zhiheng looked at it more and more, and the clothes were neatly placed and didn't dare to wear them.

"Miss Diancui, you can't repay your kindness to you during this time. Yuan did admit that there was someone by his side to help him, and his life was more comfortable, but ...... Marrying a wife is a big deal, and there are indeed many unfinished things on Yuan's body, which are to be repaid temporarily...... Not considered. ”

Diancui was surprised: "Yuan Gongzi wants to take a concubine?" I'm afraid not...... We don't have enough silver taels. ”

A concubine will have to pay four or five taels of silver.

Ahem, ahem! Yuan has not yet married a wife, and he does not plan to take a concubine, Yuan Zhiheng did not expect Diancui to think like this.

It turned out that Yuan Gongzi wanted to marry a wife, Dian Cui looked him up and down strangely, and said that Yuan Gongzi was only twenty-eight years old this year, and he hadn't done the crown salute yet...... Although Yuan Zhiheng was her benefactor in her previous life, and Diancui respected him very much, but he was just a teenager.

Yuan Zhiheng was provoked, and said I am seventeen, and now there are not a few men who marry wives and have children at the age of fifteen or sixteen......

Dian Cui looked at him even more suspiciously, there are people who get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen, but after all, they are in the minority, not to mention that the men of large families take care of studying and taking the imperial examination, and they will only consider marriage after the twenty crown ceremony, even in the countryside, men will grow into laborers who can work in the fields, and they will marry wives and raise children......

Yuan Zhiheng had a headache and didn't know how to end this topic that shouldn't be.

"Would you like to be my schoolgirl? I said yes, I can teach you to read and write. Although these may not be of much use to you, but ...... "She has helped him a lot these days, and he is not easy to bear, seeing her appearance, he should have no such thoughts about himself, Yuan Zhiheng has nothing to repay, so he proposed to let her be his female disciple, and in the future, the two of them want to be called master and apprentice, which also makes him have fewer doubts in his heart."

"A hundred willing, teacher!" Dian Cuixi smiled, and called crisply, it turned out that Yuan Gongzi went around such a big bend because he wanted to recognize himself as an apprentice. In fact, even if he didn't mention it, Dian Cui had already regarded this benefactor in his previous life as his mentor and friend, he first pointed out every word she said, she remembered and did it, she was no longer the same she was before, which was also largely due to Yuan Gongzi.

Diancui thought about it, since he had worshipped the teacher, he had to have a decent apprenticeship, so he took out a hairpin from his sleeve, this hairpin is the simplest and most generous little silver hairpin, which is the most suitable for pulling hair. This little silver hairpin is made of the leftover scraps of the small insert pecking needles made by Diancui in these days, and it is made of a little bit of melting. In the silversmith's workshop, this kind of scrap is in the pockets of the craftsmen, and it is customary for the master to dislike it.

"I was thinking of making you a New Year's gift, but now I'll give it away in advance as an apprenticeship ceremony, teacher." Diancui said with a smile, her yellow and white face faded, and her eyes became more and more like stars in the night. Yuan Zhiheng took it with a little red face, held it in his sleeve, and didn't know how to speak for a while. But the delicate teacher was a little ashamed.

He is only seventeen after the New Year, although he taught a few hairy children to learn words, but after all, he is young, and his temperament is not out of tune.