Chapter 161 Are you stupid?

In a neighboring city, Su Yaoguang was compiling statistics on the patients' recovery and didn't notice what Zhou Wangshu said. She casually replied, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again?"

Zhou Wangshu leaned on the counter next to her, looked into Su Yaoguang's eyes, and asked earnestly, "Do you want to be the wife of a top scholar?"

Su Yaoguang stopped what she was doing, looked up at Zhou Wangshu, and touched his forehead: "Are you sick? If you're tired, go find a place to rest. Don't push yourself. You used to be quite handsome, but if you become an idiot, you probably won't even be able to find a wife."

"Then I'll stay by your side and let you support me for the rest of my life."

"You think you can scare me? Anyway, I'm not planning on finding a man, so having a ready-made shield is good enough."

Why don't you want to find a man? Do you not like men, or is it because men have broken your heart?

Su Yaoguang said indifferently, "What's so good about men? If I make money, I can have as many men as I want. Isn't that better than sticking with one man?"

Zhou Wangshu: "...So it turns out you don't dislike men, but rather you dislike 'a' man."

With that, he slammed the towel down heavily, gave a sarcastic snort, and left.

Su Yaoguang: "...Why are men's thoughts so hard to guess? Is it because they've grown up and started to have their own little schemes?"

Zhang Zhaodi walked over, slapped the table, glared at her, and said, "What did you just do to Wang Shu?"

Su Yaoguang was baffled: "We only exchanged a few words, we didn't do anything! Mother, what's wrong with you now?"

"Did you bully him? Did you scold him? If not, why are his eyes so red? He's obviously been crying." After scolding him, Zhang Zhaodi said earnestly, "Girl, Wang Shu is indeed not as good at studying as the Xiao man, so we can't rely on him for future academic success. But he's handsome, and he's devoted to you. I feel very reassured leaving you with him. You can't bully him just because he's honest. Look at how many male patients you see every day, how many men's bodies you've examined. Has Wang Shu ever said a bad word about you? Where can you find such an understanding man?"

As Su Yaoguang listened to Zhang Zhaodi's endless lecture, she silently pleaded for help from Jiang Jing across from her.

The latter received the signal and rushed over immediately, saying to Zhang Zhaodi, "Godmother, I'm too busy and need your help."

“Okay, tell me what you need me to do, and I’ll do it for you.” Zhang Zhaodi followed Jiang Jing away.

Su Yaoguang let out a light breath.

She closed the booklet, looked in Zhou Wangshu's direction, and thought about what they had just talked about.

She didn't say anything, did she?

I'm not going to think about it anymore. I can't figure it out no matter how much I think about it, so I might as well just coax him. Anyway, that kid is easy to coax, so I won't dwell on the reason and will just solve the problem.

He seemed to have mentioned wanting to eat pastries last time.

Zhou Wangshu was busy with his work, but after he finished and calmed down, he began to reflect on his behavior.

what happened to him?
Anyway, he'll leave sooner or later. What does it matter to him whether she marries a top scholar or a commoner?
At most, he would send her a congratulatory gift as her younger brother, wishing her and her husband a long and happy life together and many children.

He remembered the dream he had in the temple.

He always felt that it wasn't a dream, but something that actually happened.

In her past life, she married Xiao Yanci and became the wife of a top scholar, but she didn't receive respect from others. She transformed from a country girl into a noblewoman, enduring much suffering and humiliation along the way. Yet, even so, she remained undeterred. He asked her, presumably to find out if she wanted to be the wife of a top scholar. If not, why endure so much inhuman abuse? A fragrant aroma wafted into her nostrils.

He turned around following the aroma and saw Su Yaoguang walking over with a plate of pastries.

"I've been so busy lately, and I'm only now fulfilling my promise to give you the pastries. I hope our young master Zhou won't be angry." Su Yaoguang handed him the pastries.

Zhou Wangshu looked at the pastries in front of her, and her expression changed.

There are twelve pastries of different colors on the plate in front of me. Each pastry is a different color and has a different flower shape.

Among them are peonies, plum blossoms, lotus flowers, daffodils, and so on. Each flower is lifelike, just like a real fresh flower.

These pastries were exquisitely crafted, almost like works of art, making them almost too beautiful to eat. However, this wasn't something Su Yaoguang, from a rural background, would normally make. Rather, it was a new variety she designed herself after becoming the wife of a top scholar and attending various aristocratic banquets, drawing inspiration from different pastry styles. Because of this pastry, she enjoyed a few days of prestige, receiving countless praises from the noble ladies.

It's definitely not normal for Su Yaoguang to make this pastry at this time.

She possesses memories of her past life.

Perhaps, like him, she received enlightenment in the temple and had such a dream.

"What are you doing just looking? Eat!" Su Yaoguang pinched a piece of pastry and stuffed it into Zhou Wangshu's mouth. "Try it. This pastry took a lot of effort to make. You can't be angry anymore after you eat it."

Although she had no idea what the boy was angry about.

Zhou Wangshu ate the pastries, savoring their sweet and delicious taste.

When he became a spirit and followed her, he saw how much time she spent researching pastries, personally tasting them every day, and eating dozens of different kinds before finally making the most satisfactory one. At that moment, he wanted to taste this pastry himself to see how delicious it was.

The dream was so vivid that he'd been thinking about it ever since, wondering just how delicious the pastry really was. Now that he'd finally tasted it, it was indeed as delicious as he'd imagined.

"How is it?" Su Yaoguang looked at him expectantly.

Even someone as picky as Xiao Yanci praised this pastry highly, so she didn't believe she couldn't appease Zhou Wangshu.

While eating the pastries, Zhou Wangshu tentatively asked, "Did you make these yourself?"

"Otherwise what?" Su Yaoguang said, "Did you do it?"

"Even the biggest pastry shop in the county couldn't make such a complicated pastry. How did you manage to make it?"

Su Yaoguang: "...I don't know either. It's just that when I'm making pastries, I instinctively feel that this is how it should be done. Maybe I was a pastry chef in my past life, which is why I'm so skilled!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wangshu's suspicions about Su Yaoguang lessened somewhat.

If that's the case, Su Yaoguang might not remember her past life, but because making pastries became an instinct, she simply continued to do it in this life as well.

Have you done this for anyone else before?

"No, I don't have time to make pastries." Su Yaoguang tapped his forehead. "You've been acting strange lately, always asking me questions I don't understand. Let Jing'er check you out later, see if you've been too busy and worn yourself out."


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