The Peasant Wife: The Prime Minister's Beloved

"Don't be stubborn. Your eyes have already betrayed you. You can't hide the fact that you like him." Chen Xi's tone was firm.

Wanyu did not refute, but just whispered softly: "Even if he is really interested, so what? Whether he has a family or not, and whether he will pay attention to an ordinary woman like me, are all unknown."

Chen Xi looked at Wanyu, with a gentle light in his eyes: "When did you become so indecisive? If you really like someone, you should pursue her bravely and don't let yourself regret it in the future."

During the conversation, Chen Xi suddenly remembered the original intention of going upstairs, and his expression turned serious: "Today, because of my family dispute, the clinic lost a lot of patients, which affected the clinic. I feel very guilty. I am willing to give up this month's salary. Just consider it as a little compensation to the clinic. You saved my face today, and I will never let the clinic suffer any injustice in the future. As long as the clinic needs me, I, Chen Xi, will definitely stand at the forefront."

Chen Xi's heartfelt words surprised Wanyu and made her admire him greatly. She had never expected Chen Xi to have such an open-minded mind.

"I won't pay you a penny less than what we agreed on. As for the clinic's losses, I firmly believe that with you here, everything will be fine. Didn't you say that you would stick with the clinic through thick and thin? I believe you."

The word "faith" was emphasized in Wanyu's firm words, which made Chen Xi feel warm in his heart, but also a little embarrassed.

After knowing and accompanying each other for a long time, Chen Xi completely accepted Wanyu as his close friend in his heart. The tacit understanding and trust between them quietly took root in countless days and nights of companionship.

"Then it's settled. You trust me so much, I will never let you down."

Chen Xi's words were full of determination, knowing full well how rare it was to meet someone who truly believed in him in this impetuous society.

"Well, you should go home early. It's getting late and your family will be worried about you."

"Okay, I'll be leaving first." Chen Xi looked at the darkening sky outside. Considering today's situation, he estimated that there would be no more patients visiting, so he decided to finish his work early.

After saying goodbye to Wanyu, Chen Xi slowly walked out of the clinic.

As the temperature gradually rose, he realized that he and his brother Chen Rong didn't even have a decent summer outfit, so he decided to take a detour to the tailor shop to order some new clothes.

Thinking back to the days at the Chen family, those worn-out linen clothes full of patches clung to the body. Although we don’t have to wear luxurious clothes nowadays, we should at least ensure that the clothes are comfortable.

Stepping into the threshold of the antique tailor shop, Chen Xi's figure immediately attracted the attention of the shopkeeper.

There was a glimmer of surprise in the shopkeeper's eyes. The generous customer in his memory came again. His wrinkled face was instantly filled with a smile, and he was enthusiastic and provided extremely thoughtful service.

Chen Xi slowly shuttled through the dazzling array of fabrics, gently stroking the delicate or rough textures.

Finally, his eyes rested on a piece of fabric that felt silky and smooth.

Chen Xi thought that after working hard day after day, a set of comfortable and breathable clothes would be the best reward for himself. Those hard and non-breathable fabrics would only become a burden on his shoulders and make him unbearable.

When choosing fabrics for his younger brother Chen Rong, Chen Xi was even more careful. Although the school is an ocean of knowledge, it is also a social place in the children's small world. Wearing patched clothes will inevitably make children appear inferior in front of their peers.

Therefore, she decided to customize the same clothes for Chen Rong.

When measuring the size, Chen Xi stood straight.

He asked the shopkeeper about his customization needs, and with a hint of expectation in his tone, he asked, "I want to order two sets of these clothes, and add two more sets for my brother. How much is the total cost?"

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper's nimble fingers began to dance among the abacus beads, making clear and pleasant sounds, and he was muttering to himself.

After a busy period, the shopkeeper gave the answer: "In total, it will cost two taels of silver."

Chen Xi pretended to be surprised, with a hint of teasing between his brows, and said in a half-joking tone: "Oh, why is it so expensive? Shopkeeper, this is not the first time I have patronized this place."

The shopkeeper waved his hands and explained sincerely, "I'm not asking for an exorbitant price. The cloth you like is thin and breathable, yet soft. It's very comfortable to wear. Good things are worth the price. If you'd like to choose other cloths, the same style only costs one or two taels of silver."

Afterwards, the shopkeeper took out a piece of cloth from the shelf and handed it to Chen Xi. As soon as Chen Xi's fingertips touched it, he could feel the obvious roughness and couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

"This kind of fabric is so rough, I'm afraid my shoulders will turn red if I wear it for just one day." Chen Xi frowned slightly.

The shopkeeper still smiled and responded with his sophisticated words: "As the saying goes, you get what you pay for. After comparing, you will naturally understand that two taels of silver is definitely worth it."

Facing the shopkeeper's eloquent words, Chen Xi smiled helplessly, knowing that he had already lost the verbal battle.

After all, how could the shopkeeper's business experience, which had been honed over the years, be easily refuted?

"Okay, then I'll customize it according to the two taels of silver. As for the cheaper one tael of silver fabric, I really don't agree with it."

Although Chen Xi was not in financial difficulty, he had his own insistence on the value of items. After confirming that the fabric matched the price, he did not dwell too much on bargaining.

"Okay! Deal!" The shopkeeper smiled brightly when he heard the deal was done. "Just like last time, come back in a few days to pick up your clothes, and I will make sure they are neatly arranged for you."

After paying one or two taels of silver as a deposit, Chen Xi turned and left the tailor shop, setting foot on the familiar path leading to his home.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him.

When Chen Xi pushed open the mottled wooden door of his home, the scene before him surprised him.

There were several luxuriously decorated carriages parked in front of the door. They were so magnificent that they were rarely seen in this alley.

Just as he was wondering, a clear and pleasant child's voice rang out.

"elder sister!"

Chen Xi turned around, and where his eyes fell, there stood a little girl with a beautiful and refined face, her smile was pure and innocent.

Chen Xi's mind raced, trying hard to search his memory.

"Weiwei, it's you, why are you here?" Chen Xi's voice was mixed with surprise and doubt.

When the little girl heard this, a trace of joy flashed in her eyes, "Sister, you still remember me. I was worried that you would forget me."

Chen Xi shook his head gently, his smile full of warmth: "Weiwei is so cute, how could I forget her? I'll remember her once I've seen her."

For Chen Xi, the time spent with children is always so beautiful and pure.

Weiwei blinked her bright eyes and said softly, "My parents and I went to the capital and made a special trip to come and see you. After hearing about your heroic deeds by the river last time, Dad insisted on coming to thank you in person."