"Master Pan, I finally found you."
Pan Xiaoxian was halfway through drinking when a businessman walked in. He looked familiar.
The businessman took out a letter from the donkey's cloth pocket and handed it to him: "A woman named Gan Jinlian sent you a letter. I heard from her that you two are getting married from the tips of your fingers, and she came to find you to get married. ”
When Pan Xiaoxian heard the name Gan Jinlian, he fell into memories. After thinking for a long time, he finally remembered it.
I did know a woman named Gan Jinlian when I was a child. According to the impression in my memory, Gan Jinlian was quite good-looking when she was a child. At that time, he liked to run behind Gan Jinlian.
However, when Pan Xiaoxian looked at his childhood behavior now, Gan Jinlian showed a more snobbish side since she was a child.
Pan Xiaoxian saw that the businessman hadn't left yet and thought he was greedy for wine: "Let's have a couple of drinks together?"
The businessman quickly waved his hand: "I have to deliver letters to other people, so I won't drink. Master Pan just gives me the money to deliver the letters."
Pan Xiaoxian rummaged through his pockets and felt embarrassed: "I didn't bring any money with me when I went out, and I put it on my account for drinking. I'll pay it together at the end of the month."
If it were someone else who said this, even though the businessman came from his hometown, he still wouldn't be exempt from sending letters.
However, Pan Xiaoxian hadn't gone home to change yet, and was wearing an official uniform.
The businessman quickly said: "No, when I go back, I will find Gan Jinlian's father and ask for money."
Pan Xiaoxian felt quite embarrassed. After all, he was his future father-in-law, so it was unreasonable for his father-in-law to pay for this.
Pan Xiaoxian thought to himself that when going out from now on, he should carry some copper coins with him.
He put down the wine glass in his hand, opened the envelope, and quickly stood up after just looking at it for a few times: "It's coming today. I should have told you earlier so that I could be prepared."
The food and wine were almost done, so Pan Xiaoxian hurriedly walked home without worrying about wasting it.
Pan Xiaoxian thought of Gan Jinlian's beauty when she was a child and had great expectations for her.
When he grows up, he should also look very good.
Pan Xiaoxian hurriedly walked to the door of his house, and sure enough he saw a relatively good-looking woman at the door, with a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties standing next to her.
Pan Xiaoxian was very satisfied with Gan Jinlian's appearance and asked tentatively: "Are you...Gan Jinlian?"
The moment Gan Jinlian saw Pan Xiaoxian, she knew who he was and was fully prepared to squeeze out more money this time.
Gan Jinlian found out the details of Pan Xiaoxian and drew a portrait of him.
Gan Jinlian waited for a long time and then said: "Why are you here now! How long have I been waiting for you? Tell me how heartless you are. It's not easy for me to come so far to find you. It's better for you... "
Before he finished speaking, Du Qing stretched out his hand and pulled Gan Jinlian, signaling her to calm down her temper.
Don't scare Pan Xiaoxian away.
Gan Jinlian had a cold face and stopped talking. She turned her face to one side, not hiding her dislike for Pan Xiaoxian.
Du Qing laughed and said, "Don't worry about my cousin's bad temper. She is too pretty. There will inevitably be men around her who want to hook up with her. If her temper was too good, she would not be able to keep her virgin body." .”
When Du Qing spoke, he emphasized the word "virgin" very hard, as if he was telling Pan Xiaoxian that he had taken a huge advantage.
Pan Xiaoxian frowned, feeling very uncomfortable looking at the man who claimed to be Gan Jinlian's cousin.
Because the action of the two holding hands just now was too intimate, and it went beyond the kinship relationship between the elder and the younger generation.
Normally, Du Qing would remind Gan Jinlian to restrain his temper, and at most he would tug on her sleeve.
But he directly pulled Gan Jinlian's hand.
Du Qing is a businessman who knows how to watch people's behavior and noticed Pan Xiaoxian's reaction.
Du Qing quickly showed his embarrassment: "Country people don't know the rules. Don't worry, Mr. Pan. When you get married to your cousin, I will go back to the countryside immediately and won't disturb your life."
When Gan Jinlian was a child, she used indifference to control Pan Xiaoxian. She thought that she could still control Pan Xiaoxian in the same way now.
Gan Jinlian shouted back and forth: "If you don't open the door to the house yet, I, the mistress, will go home and take inventory of the family's belongings to prevent you from raising vixens outside."
Gan Jinlian tried to play a hard-to-get trick, but it had the opposite effect.
The little expectation Pan Xiaoxian had in his heart was all extinguished by Gan Jinlian's fierce appearance.
However, Gan Jinlian's relatively beautiful appearance still made Pan Xiaoxian a little attracted.
Pan Xiaoxian explained: "This is not my home. I also rent someone else's house to live in. It is not convenient for you to enter."
rental?
Du Qing and Gan Jinlian looked at each other with disappointment on their faces. They had already figured out how to spend their money after selling the house.
It turned out that after a long dispute, this magnificent mansion did not belong to Pan Xiaoxian.
Gan Jinlian was dissatisfied: "What kind of official are you? Others only need one year to be an official, and they can make a lot of money, have a house and fields. After all, you are an official in Jinling, why are you not as good as an official in the county?" "
When Pan Xiaoxian heard this, he didn't blame Gan Jinlian, because being an official and making money was already taken for granted by the common people.
After three years of clearing the magistrate's office, he received one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver.
Local officials can make a lot of money, let alone the officials who accompany the capital of Jinling.
Pan Xiaoxian said helplessly: "The situation is different. Some officials in Jinling may not have more power than local officials. Let alone me. Many officials in Jinling are not as rich as a local magistrate."
Gan Jinlian was even more dissatisfied. She came here just to squeeze out Pan Xiaoxian's money.
If there is no silver, how can we squeeze it out?
Seeing that Gan Jinlian was about to explode, Du Qing appeared like a shrew again, and quickly laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, you two are married, you can't still live in a rented house. After all, you are an official now, by virtue of It's still possible to borrow money to buy a house while wearing official uniform."
Pan Xiaoxian's uncomfortable feeling became even more serious. These days, money borrowed at high interest rates is all usury. Even if officials can borrow less interest from usurious loans, they will still be saddled with a lot of debt.
When Gan Jinlian saw Pan Xiaoxian's reluctance, she said with a dark face: "I don't know how many officials want to marry me. One county magistrate even went to my house to propose marriage. If it weren't for the thought that we would get married from our little fingertips, I have already enjoyed the blessings of being a county magistrate’s wife, but now I am asking you to buy a house and get married, and I am not happy about it.”
Pan Xiaoxian had no choice, and the other party's request was relatively reasonable. After getting married, he really needed his own house.
Pan Xiaoxian gritted his teeth and said, "You guys find a place to sit down at an inn today. I'll go back and think of a way to give you an answer as soon as possible."
"That's true."
Gan Jinlian's face looked a little better, and she did not think that it was inappropriate for her to live with her cousin, and that she should live with Pan Xiaoxian.
Gan Jinlian and Du Qing left together and stayed at a nearby inn, booking only one room.
Zhang Fengyi just came back and looked at Pan Xiaoxian indifferently, as if watching a joke.
