After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady

Life in Zheng City is even more leisurely.

The weather is cold, but the streets are bustling. With Chinese New Year imminent, what used to be small gatherings every other day and large markets every three days has now become a daily competition to set up stalls.

Taking the opportunity to make one last buck from everyone stocking up for New Year goods.

Xu Musen got up early in the morning to prepare for New Year shopping, although nowadays, restaurants and diners still open even during the holidays.

But the tradition of celebrating the New Year cannot be lost: frying meatballs, fish, chicken, buying whole pigs and sheep to stew, and also purchasing firecrackers, spring couplets, candies, sunflower seeds, and sugar-coated mandarins...

"Xu Musen, can you hurry up? You're dawdling so much that we'll miss the early market."

Yao Ming Yue pushed open Xu Musen's door directly, and upon seeing him still in bed, she went straight over to lift his blanket.

"Since when do girls come over to flip someone's blankets first thing in the morning? Aren't you afraid of hurting yourself?"

Xu Musen held onto his blanket a bit speechlessly.

Boys at this age always have a Mr. Morning coming to greet them when they wake up.

Yao Ming Yue, so unreasonable, came up to lift the blanket; watch as Old Xu gives her a direct blow on the head!

"Tsk, you?"

Yao Mingyue's gaze withdrew from the blanket, uttering a humph and even made a gesture that could break through a Korean man's defense.

Then she opened Xu Musen's wardrobe, picked out two pieces that matched her own, and threw them at him: "Hurry up, you hooligan, accompany me to go shopping!"

"Aren't you afraid of catching a cold in this weather?"

Xu Musen looked at Yao Mingyue; she was wearing a wool sweater with a black, long trench coat over it, an oat-colored scarf, and a pair of wheat-colored women's snow boots, wrapped tight yet not a hint of bulkiness, instead having a bit of a mature Korean style.

"Cold weather means we don't celebrate the New Year? Every year around this time you used to stick to me every day to go shopping... Oh, that's right, some people are about to get engaged, and from now on they won't need me to accompany them for New Year, back when you used to call me sweetie while watching the stars and moon, and now 'out with the old, in with the new'..."

Yao Mingyue acted aggrieved, talking more and more pitifully with her hand reaching out as if to wipe away tears, but before she could finish, a blanket flew in front of her eyes, blocking her view.

By the time she pulled the blanket away from her face, Xu Musen had already quickly put on his pants.

Yao Mingyue looked at his still bare upper body, thinking that his abs were actually quite good-looking. The morning sun shone through the window onto his abs, like a statue.

"You're really quick."

Yao Mingyue watched his movements pulling up his trousers, sounding a bit regretful.

"Female hooligan."

Xu Musen put on his shirt and returned a remark to her, casually picking up and tying the scarf around his neck from the table.

"Tsk!"

Yao Mingyue walked over to help him straighten his collar, looking at the scarf Xu Musen had tied, which was crooked and poorly knitted, obviously the work of a beginner.

"This scarf... haha."

Yao Mingyue looked at Xu Musen, who cherished the scarf, knowing right away who gave it to him.

"As long as it keeps me warm." Xu Musen was still very satisfied, after all, it was one of a kind.

"Bootlicker."

Yao Mingyue gave a piercing assessment.

Xu Musen laughed and tapped her head: "Let's go, back in Zheng City now, let's go to the shop near the school gate this morning to get a bowl of hot and spicy soup to warm up."

"I'm dressed so nicely, and you're taking me for hot and spicy soup?" Yao Mingyue muttered. Actually, she prefers lighter flavors. Hot and spicy soup tastes good, but it's too oily for a girl who needs to manage her figure!

"Hot and spicy soup suits us Central Plains people, milk is the cold stuff. Anyway, it's all for protein, eating a tea egg works just as well."

Xu Musen patted his chest generously.

"I'll treat you to a nutritious hot and spicy soup with beef for seven yuan a bowl. That's decent enough, right?"

"Pfft, I never leech off others."

Yao Mingyue walked up to Xu Musen and extended her hand in front of him: "For you to hold, the hand cream I applied this morning costs a few tens per gram."

Such a proud princess, clearly wanting to hold hands but looking for so many excuses.

"Wow, such an expensive hand, aren't you at a loss then?"

Xu Musen couldn't help chuckling to himself.

"Consider it a tip I'm giving you." Yao Mingyue hummed, looking at this guy who wasn't taking the initiative, she wrinkled her little nose: "Hey, are you going to hold it or not?"

Xu Musen stepped forward, gently grasping her fingertips first, bending down gracefully and gentlemanly: "It's an honor, my CEO."

Yao Mingyue was taken aback by his action for a moment, then felt her heart thumping uncontrollably.

Ahh, this damn playboy, why does he have so many tricks now!

Stepping out.

The two walked along the familiar road, with bare branches everywhere, and many stalls set up on the street.

For the elderly and children, the New Year signifies that the home is finally lively again, and they can receive the eagerly awaited New Year's money.

But for most middle-aged people, the New Year is actually more exhausting than usual times, with social obligations, New Year red envelopes, and many things to buy, all requiring money.

Overall, it's also a kind of spiritual comfort.

Another winter.

Xu Musen looked at the familiar streets ahead, a walk of just over ten minutes to high school from home.

Junior high was just on the next street, and elementary school and kindergarten were right at the entrance of the neighborhood.

It can be said that they have lived within these few square kilometers for the past decade or so.

They had walked this road for over ten years, and the gate of Zheng City No. 4 High School appeared before the two.