Bai Ruozhu chuckled inwardly, thinking that the old man assumed he could bully people around because they were in the village. Well, who knew he would face off with a scholar? Besides, in town, a scholar wasn't so exceptional. It all relied on whether the people conducting their businesses in the marketplaces are willing to give him some respect.
If the old man knew that coming to the stall not only failed to invoke any trouble from the second house, but rather had them embarrass themselves, he undoubtedly wouldn't have made this trip.
This time, it had nothing to do with her. She didn't even say a word!
"Mother, how many days left till the first day of next month?" Bai Ruozhu suddenly asked Lin Ping Er, her mother, beside her. In ancient times, there were no watches or calendars, which made it difficult for her to keep track of dates.
Lin Ping Er suddenly showed a smiling face. "Just six days. Do you think the wine banquet at your grandpa's house can still take place?"
