Transmigrating as the Buddha-like Main Consort of a Power Minister

Chapter 32: Hiring - Living like this doesn't seem bad at all.

One moment he says it hurts, the next moment he says it doesn't.

Is he doing this on purpose?

Ji Wan'er was somewhat puzzled. Nevertheless, she still walked towards Xiao Qingming.

She lifted Xiao Qingming's arm and gave it a squeeze, asking, "Does it hurt here?"

In that instant when Ji Wan'er touched Xiao Qingming's arm, he trembled and had the impulse to pull his arm back. But he held back because there was a voice inside him telling him that he enjoyed this kind of touch, even wanting more.

"Ahem, um," Xiao Qingming blushed deeply.

Ji Wan'er thought that Xiao Qingming was too easily embarrassed. How did someone like him become a powerful figure? Did he rely on his looks? The difference between his personality and the description in the book was quite significant.

"Or... here?" Ji Wan'er changed her grip to a different spot.

Xiao Qingming nodded again and said, "Yes."

She wondered why Xiao Qingming's wrist would hurt from grinding soybeans when he had previously complained about shoulder and neck pain. Could it be that their exertion points were different?

If they were to talk about activities that could cause wrist pain, it would be carrying heavy objects, writing, or perhaps something else, but Ji Wan'er couldn't think of anything specific.

She thought that Xiao Qingming's condition seemed more like someone who wrote too much.

"Does the left side hurt?" Ji Wan'er asked.

Xiao Qingming raised his left hand slightly and then put it back down. He shook his head and said, "No pain."

"My husband, have you been writing too much recently?"

Xiao Qingming paused, retracting his right hand, and said, "Ahem, no."

Seeing his reaction, Ji Wan'er became even more convinced that he was hiding something. Could it be true that he had been writing too much? Why would he write so much? It couldn't be that he was constantly copying books...

Thinking back to the several times she had asked Xiao Qingming before, and he hadn't told her, Ji Wan'er hinted subtly, "We have enough money at home. The money you gave me last time hasn't been spent yet. There are still a few taels left from the previous amount, which is enough for our daily expenses. Even if you were to take the imperial examination, it would be enough. We don't lack money at home. Besides, making money is not urgent at the moment. Once you pass the examination and become a scholar, it will be easier."

Xiao Qingming responded, "Hmm, I understand."

After talking for a while longer, the two of them went to rest.

Just as Ji Wan'er had said, Xiao Qingming had indeed been copying books excessively recently, and that was why his wrist was hurting.

But he didn't regret it.

His wife needed money for her shop, and he was earning too little.

He knew how to read books, and he also knew he needed to earn money.

Two days later, after Ji Wan'er finished selling her tofu nao and tidied up her stall, she took a final look and left the place. This was her first earning place, although the time spent there was short, it was filled with memories.

When she arrived at the shop, Nanny Dong was already there.

"Mother, why did you come so early?" Ji Wan'er asked. They had agreed that she would come around the ninth hour.