Tian Sangsang looked him up and down and waved her hand dismissively, "Fine, seeing as you're so earnest, even with a broken foot still struggling to get to town, I'll believe you for now. You can pay the deposit once your family arrives. By the way, Yanyan and I won't be back until around two this afternoon. There's food at the house—there's some braised food in the jar—and we've left you some rice. Just heat it up, and it'll make a decent lunch."
"No way, you *have* to pay!" Zhao Chun shook his head firmly. They had to go to town to make money through small trades, and if he didn't pay the deposit, it'd be utterly unreasonable. Besides, he knew she had spent quite a bit last time to treat his injured leg; she probably didn't have much money left. Not to mention, this woman was so stubbornly proud—he already had a deep understanding of her nature. He chuckled internally.
"Alright, *if* you insist."
"There's no *if* about it—I've always insisted."
