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Chapter 14 Xiao Ran Returns the Gift!

It's clear that Zhang Dalang is very wary; if Xiao Ran says anything too extreme, he'll definitely fight Xiao Ran to the death.

Xiao Ran hadn't expected this guy to be so frighteningly aggressive.

Although Xiao Ran was no match for Zhang Dalang in a fight, it wasn't worth it.

Winning doesn't bring any profit, but losing and getting slashed twice is truly unpleasant.

I'm afraid of people who are both stubborn and reckless.

"I meant no harm, please don't get agitated!"

"Speak well if you have something to say!"

"Calm down!"

Third Sister grabbed Zhang Dalang's arm, "Brother, the young master isn't a bad person. He'll give me something delicious."

Third Sister pointed to the calcium milk biscuits inside the steamed bun.

"Yesterday, the young man even gave us fish and apples!"

Zhang Dalang's expression softened considerably. "What exactly is your purpose?"

"Let me tell you, you dare to lay a finger on my sister, I won't let you get away with it!"

Xiao Ran could tell that this wasn't just a bluff; he was really capable of doing it.

Zhang Dalang squatted down, put down his sickle, and reached out to tidy up San Niang's hair.

The fierceness in his eyes disappeared, and when he looked at Third Sister, he felt both reluctance and guilt.

Xiao Ran also noticed the change in his gaze, but didn't know why.

"Brother, Third Sister"

Zhang Erya also came over.

They are indeed siblings; they do share some similarities in their features.

"Young master!" Zhang Erya never expected to run into Xiao Ran again.

"Second Aunt! What a coincidence that we meet again!"

Zhang Dalang glanced at Xiao Ran, sensing that Xiao Ran had ulterior motives, so his gaze was unfriendly.

"Let's go!" Zhang Dalang said expressionlessly.

"Thank you for your gift, young master!" Zhang Erya smiled at Xiao Ran.

Third Sister smiled and waved to Xiao Ran, which was a way of acknowledging that Xiao Ran was a good person.

Watching the three siblings leave, Xiao Ran didn't linger any longer and prepared to go back.

The two sisters currently have a good impression of Xiao Ran, but Zhang Dalang is still hostile.

Zhang Dalang's feeling that Xiao Ran had other motives was not wrong.

Xiao Ran did indeed have an ulterior motive.

Third Sister picked up the calcium milk biscuits, "Brother, these are delicious, you guys have some."

Zhang Dalang and Zhang Erya each took a piece. Zhang Dalang's expression was complicated. "Third Sister, we can't just take things from strangers. There's no such thing as a free lunch. That person might have ulterior motives."

"Brother, the young man is a very kind person. He even helped me pick up millet ears!"

"You're still young, you don't understand."

Zhang Erya gently broke off a piece of calcium milk biscuit and was surprised by how crisp it was. She put it in her mouth and her expression changed the next moment.

"This pastry."

Third Sister was delighted, "Isn't it delicious, Sister?"

Zhang Erya nodded, "Brother, you should try some too."

Zhang Dalang then took a small bite, and also showed a surprised expression, having never eaten such a pastry before.

"This is probably not cheap." Thinking of this, Zhang Dalang felt that Xiao Ran's purpose was impure and that he had ulterior motives. He even felt that Xiao Ran's plan was not simple.

They actually brought out these kinds of pastries.

San Niang didn't think too much about it, and her affection for Xiao Ran skyrocketed.

The roads weren't very good in this era, so Xiao Ran couldn't possibly go too far.

The bad road is secondary; the real issue is the rules of this era, which prevent people from running around recklessly.

Especially for unregistered individuals like Xiao Ran, it's safer for them to stay put.

Otherwise, something bad could easily happen.

Xiao Ran returned to the pond, intending to fish to pass the time.

Without internet on my phone, I felt like things weren't going to be fun.

Fishing is more fun. Back in the cave, I took two boxes out of the trunk.

The box they used before was still on the ground because there was no bait. There were plenty of fish in the pond, so now they didn't need to bait the area, and Xiao Ran could catch fish one after another.

And they are all big fish.

The sound of horses' hooves approached, and Xiao Ran picked up his binoculars to look.

Someone rode over on horseback.

It wasn't Li Shimin and his group; it was strangers.

Xiao Ran put down the binoculars and ignored it.

This place isn't mine, and I can't control it.

The young man on horseback approached the pool, looked around, and locked onto Xiao Ran's location.

Slow down and head towards Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran frowned. He was an unregistered resident, dressed differently from others, and didn't want to interact with anyone else.

Except for the Zhang Erya sisters.

The young man dismounted not far from Xiao Ran and strode towards him.

Xiao Ran also became wary.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Xiao Ran?" The young man looked at Xiao Ran, whose attire matched the person he was looking for.

Short hair, and an unusual way of dressing.

Xiao Ran put down his fishing rod and slowly stood up. "It's me. What brings you here?"

When the other person called his name, Xiao Ran had a guess.

The only people who knew Xiao Ran's name were Li Shimin and a few others who were fishing earlier; the others did not.

"Young master, someone asked me to bring you a letter." The young man handed the envelope to Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran reached out and took it. "Thank you!"

"Young master, you're too kind. It's my duty!"

"Who sent this?" Xiao Ran couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know either, I was just asked to do it." After saying that, the young man turned and walked to the other side.

Xiao Ran glanced at the envelope, and the inscription read: "To be opened by Young Master Xiao Ran."

"These characters are really beautiful." Xiao Ran doesn't understand calligraphy, but he still finds them pleasing to the eye.

Fortunately, the font was a neat regular script; Xiao Ran couldn't understand anything else.

Private manuscripts are usually written in cursive script, while inscriptions are written in clerical script.

The Zhenguan period coincided with the early golden age of Tang Dynasty regular script calligraphy, and Ouyang Xun's "Ou style" and Yu Shinan's "Yu style" were regarded as models by the court and the public.

Xiao Ran opened the letter and felt much better immediately.

When viewed individually, each character resembles a small, independent celadon cup, with the strokes resembling the curves of the rim and the horizontal lines like the foot of the cup. However, when combined, they form a complete tea ceremony, with the cups arranged in a natural and orderly manner.

The most wonderful thing is the white space between the strokes. Unlike ordinary documents that are crowded together, it is more like the sparse bamboo shadows in a spring courtyard. When the wind blows, there are flowing gaps between the characters, and even the fragrance of ink can come out through those gaps, carrying a touch of the coolness of the mica powder on the Xuan paper.

There was no signature, but Xiao Ran guessed it was Li Lizhi.

The preceding remarks were just polite formalities; the important part was what came next, telling Xiao Ran to feel free to ask for help if he needed anything.

Xiao Ran muttered to himself, 'Does it know I lied? Does it know I don't have a registered residence?'

Xiao Ran looked up and saw the young man leading his horse on the shore, showing no intention of leaving.

"Brother, are you waiting for me?"

The young man looked at Xiao Ran, "Young master, is there anything you need me to bring, or a reply?"

Since others have written letters, I should logically reply as well.

But thinking about his own handwriting, Xiao Ran gave up the idea.

Most people, because of electronic devices, can't write more than a few words a year, and what they write is crooked and not much different from scribbles.

If you finish writing something and don't wait until the next day, but look at it two hours later, you won't even recognize it.

Looking at Li Lizhi's handwriting, Xiao Ran was truly at a loss for words.

"Please pass on this message for me: I appreciate your kind offer, but I don't need it for the time being!"

"Okay, I've got it." The young man prepared to leave.

"Brother, wait a minute."

Xiao Ran remembered that there was still half a pack of calcium milk biscuits in the box, and wanted to ask him to take it to Li Lizhi and the little princess.

He put it in a clear plastic bag, walked over to the young man, and said, "This is very fragile and easily broken. Please take it back to the person who wrote the letter for me."

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)