Farmer girl swaps husbands: buys a sickly villain and pampers him

Chapter 3 Building a career

Su Yaoguang snorted in her heart.

In this life, Xiao Yanci and Jiang Yihuan became master and servant.

She really wanted to know what kind of sparks would be created when they spent so much time together.

As far as she knew, Zhong Lanhua was ambitious and devoted herself to pampering her daughter, wanting to find a rich man for her to marry.

Jiang Yihuan lived up to her mother's teachings and raised a lot of fish. In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Yihuan was gentle and quiet, well-educated and well-mannered, and was the white moonlight in the hearts of many people.

Only she, her sworn enemy who kept an eye on her all day, knew how hypocritical this woman was, and even how promiscuous she was.

Pa pa pa! Su Yaoguang slapped her clothes vigorously.

"Oh, Sister Yaoguang, could you please be a little gentler? The water's splashing on my face!" Jiang Yihuan said aggrievedly. "I heard that our farmhand was originally your favorite, but you were a little short on money and couldn't come up with that much, so you bought a dying one. Don't be angry. When you have enough money, we'll sell it to you. Keep it with us for the time being, so that someone else won't buy it back even if you want to."

"That's really funny. Who said I can't afford it? Who said I want to buy it?" Su Yaoguang's strength in his hands did not decrease.

Jiang Yihuan moved aside with the basin in his arms and continued to goad her, "Don't hide it from us. I've heard everything. Originally, you were attracted to Yan Ci, but you pretended not to be interested because you didn't have enough money. In fact, if you didn't have enough money, you could have asked everyone else to chip in. You really shouldn't have bought something so half-dead."

Su Yaoguang stopped what he was doing and looked at Jiang Yihuan sarcastically: "Scholars are the most noble. You said you would hire him as a farmhand, but can you really make him work? I'm afraid that in the end, you will have to take care of this bookworm. I think what you bought is not a farmhand, but an ancestor."

"Since he's a farmhand, of course he has to work. My mother spent one and a half taels of silver to buy him. If he doesn't work, what's the point of having him?"

"Really? Then all of us should watch! Miss Jiang's family also has farmhands. It depends on whether you can discipline your farmhands."

Xiao Yanci, enjoy your life as a slave!

In his previous life, when he was at her house, he didn't have to do anything. The money she and her mother earned was used to support his studies, and he never suffered any hardship.

This time, let’s see how his white moonlight will take care of him.

Jiang Yihuan walked into the yard carrying a wooden basin.

She was delicate, with fair skin and beautiful features. She was panting and sweating profusely while holding him.

Xiao Yanci, who had just changed his clothes and went out, hesitated for a moment, then walked over and helped her hold the wooden basin.

"Brother Xiao, thank you." Jiang Yihuan wiped the sweat off his face. "Luckily, you're here, or I would have fallen."

Xiao Yanci was stunned for a moment, looking uncomfortable.

"Brother Xiao, I'm not feeling well, and I feel even worse now. Can you help me hang the clothes?"

Xiao Yanci: "...Okay."

"By the way, we have no firewood today, so I chopped the firewood in the yard. Thank you, you are so hardworking. It really helped my mother a lot to bring you back."

Xiao Yanci frowned.

Zhong Lanhua came back from outside and said while cracking some melon seeds, "Why are we being so polite to him? He's the farmhand we hired, and all the housework is his."

"Mom, don't talk about Brother Xiao like that. Brother Xiao, don't think too much. We're just Mom and I at home, and my brother's studying at the academy, so he's usually too busy. You're so talented, you'll definitely be able to help us a lot." Jiang Yihuan said sweetly. "My mom and I usually have to embroider to make money, so we can't do much housework."

Xiao Yanci first hung up the clothes and then chopped firewood.

He had never done any of these things before, so he was very clumsy. Whenever he made a mistake, Zhong Lanhua would scold him. And whenever Zhong Lanhua scolded him, Jiang Yihan would persuade him.

By the time he finished those chores, his ten fingers were covered in blisters. At night, he lay in the woodshed, covered with tattered clothes. He thought of his ransacked home, his former glory and wealth, and his family who had fallen on hard times...

"Xiao Yanci, you have come to this day!"

The eldest son of the Xiao family has fallen to this point.

Farmhand!

He is now in such a lowly position.

Boom! There was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Brother Xiao, it's me. I'm bringing you a blanket."

Xiao Yanci stood up and opened the door.

Jiang Yihuan, dressed in thin clothes and with smooth black hair, stood there, her pretty face full of heartache.

"I'm sorry, Brother Xiao. Our family's financial situation is limited, so I have to put you in a difficult position. When my mother and I make enough money, I'll ask a carpenter to make you a bed."

Xiao Yanci looked at the girl's pure and clean face and felt warm in his heart.

"Thank you."

"I won't go in. After all, there are differences between men and women. You carry the quilt in yourself!" As she said that, Jiang Yihuan stuffed the quilt into his arms, turned around and ran away.

Jiang Yihuan returned to the room, leaned against the door, a smug smile flashing in his eyes.

"Su Yaoguang, that fool, never knew that if you want a man to be willing to serve you, the best way is not to use brute force, but to use tricks."

Su Yaoguang looked at the two taels of silver and eight hundred coins in front of him, the empty rice jar and the dilapidated house, and had only one thought in his mind: to make money.

In her previous life, her mother continued to be a midwife, and she found a job as a clerk in a rouge and powder shop. The money they earned supported her nominal husband Xiao Yanci's studies, and they barely made ends meet.

She later served as the wife of the top scholar for several years. However, because she came from a peasant family, the noble ladies looked down on her and rarely sent her invitations. Xiao Yanci was often away from home, and when he did, he would retreat to his study, which made her even more lonely.

Thinking of the noble ladies who mocked her for being unfashionable, having dark skin and sallow hair, she began to delve into various beauty and cosmetic recipes. Not to mention, she had worked in a rouge and powder shop for many years and had experience in this field. She also had some talent, so she actually developed quite a few beauty and hair care recipes.

Su Yaoguang was still worried when she heard voices coming from the door. One voice was Zhang Zhaodi's, and the other sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Mom, please stop talking. My daughter will not marry that idiot Mu Tou. She has a husband now, so don't worry about her affairs in the future."

"Mu Tou may be a bit silly, but he's her cousin. If she marries him, her mother-in-law will be her aunt. Would that be unfair to her? You'd rather let her buy a man of unknown origin than marry someone you know well. Are you trying to piss me off to death?"

Su Yaoguang stood at the door and heard the conversation between the two people. He finally dug out this person from his memory.

"Grandma, my mother is right. I already have a man. Please don't try to match me up with someone else."

This is also one of the reasons why her mother is anxious for her to find a live-in son-in-law.

Her grandmother was determined to marry her to that stupid cousin. If her aunt got him, her second and third uncles could share her family's land.

(End of this chapter)