After wearing it: I traded a pig for a man.

That evening, Jiang Yuning had just finished showering and changing when there was another knock on the door.

It was as if they were deliberately knocking on the door at the exact moment.

As soon as the door opened, Jiang Che was seen standing outside the door like a log, holding a wooden bucket.

"I've prepared some water for you to soak your feet." He blushed. "Soaking them will make your feet feel better."

Jiang Yun Ning turned around and made room for her: "Come in."

The small wooden tub filled with hot water was placed steadily on the ground. Jiang Che suddenly felt that he should just buy Jiang Yun Ning a bath tub today, which would be more comfortable.

But he had already promised Jiang Yun Ning that he would no longer go hunting secretly, so how was he supposed to save up money?

"Jiang Che," Jiang Yun Ning called out, "Don't you think it's been a bit too quiet at the old house lately?"

A few days ago, Jiang Mancang kept trying to get his hands on the ice jelly, but these past few days he hasn't even shown his face.

Moreover, when Yang Guizhi came to sell wooden steamed buns, she didn't say much and left after delivering them.

She felt something was off when she suddenly stopped causing trouble.

Jiang Che hummed in agreement: "Perhaps they were frightened by the Song family."

After all, no one dares to risk having their legs broken to cause trouble.

Jiang Yun Ning nodded and didn't say anything more. When she looked up, she saw Jiang Che hugging the clothes she had just changed out of: "Hey, these are the clothes I just changed out of. My undergarment is still inside."

Jiang Che's ears turned slightly red, and he nodded.

But they had no intention of returning it.

Jiang Yun Ning was shocked: "No, I mean..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Che turned around and interrupted, "We're getting married soon, so it's my job to wash."

His eyes held a shy and timid look, much like those of a young girl whose heart was just beginning to flutter with spring.

Jiang Yun Ning was stunned, letting Jiang Che grab her clothes and rush out the door.

She stared blankly into space until the foot bath water had completely cooled down before she finally looked away from her dazed expression.

Why does it feel like Jiang Che is becoming more and more like a married man?

The next day at the college cafeteria, two relatively young women came to help out. As usual, Jiang Yun Ning gave them a brief tour and explained their job duties and monthly salary.

"Huh? Can we leave after we finish making lunch and cleaning?" The young wives were a little surprised.

Jiang Yunning nodded: "Yes, once the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen are washed, and the tables, chairs, and floor in the front are wiped clean, we can leave."

"I'll do it."

"I'll do it too."

The kitchen team has grown from six people to ten.

With more manpower, the work becomes easier, and there's also more free time.

In a few days, after the house is completed, my two aunts will go back to help make soap.

Jiang Yun Ning wiped her hands, looked at the prepared food, and nodded in satisfaction.

At noon, the students rushed in, and Jiang Anhe and Zhang Manjin went straight into the kitchen.

"Young lady." When Shen Yan arrived, the two of them had already eaten half of their meal.

Jiang Yun Ning was too busy to pay attention to him: "Go inside and eat by yourself. I've already served you some. You can ask An He to get it for you."

Jiang Che's face darkened further, and he moved sideways like a crab to Jiang Yun Ning's side.

His hostile gaze was fixed on Shen Yan.

"Tch. Stingy man." Shen Yan rolled his eyes, holding up his plate. "I'm eating with my classmates today, so I won't go in. Just get me a couple of dishes."

Jiang Yun Ning responded, and just as she raised her spoon, Jiang Che's rice spoon was already turned upside down onto Shen Yan's plate.

A spoonful of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, but no eggs, just tomatoes.

Shen Yan was so angry he jumped up and down: "Young lady! Look at him!"

Jiang Yun Ning sighed and added another spoonful of egg: "Jiang Che, hurry up and get the food."

Jiang Che pursed his lips, a hint of grievance flashing across his stubborn face.

Shen Yan smiled and raised an eyebrow smugly.

He loved seeing Jiang Che get his comeuppance. He couldn't stand him, but he couldn't do anything about it.

On the way back, Jiang Che remained silent, and Jiang Yun Ning did not speak either.

He thought Jiang Yuning knew he was angry, but after a long while, Jiang Yuning suddenly turned her head and said, "Jiang Che, what do you think about letting Brother He Nian and Sister Qingqing invest in the cafeteria? That way they can earn more money."

More importantly, this will motivate Wang Henian and Wang Qingqing to work even harder.

Jiang Che's lips twitched, his eyes showing a hint of melancholy.

"Okay, whatever you say."

It turns out that Jiang Yun Ning had no idea he was angry.

He didn't say anything more, but just lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a sense of inexplicable grievance in his heart.

But soon, he cheered himself up again.

As a man, you can't be so petty. Otherwise, Jiang Yun Ning will definitely laugh at him for being pretentious.

Once home, Jiang Che went to help out at the new house.

The house is basically finished and they are just plastering it. We'll be able to move in in a few days.

Thinking of Wang Cuihua's promise to set a date for his and Jiang Yuning's wedding after the house was built, Jiang Che felt more energetic to work.

In the evening, Jiang Che and Jiang Yuning went to pick tomatoes, while Jiang Yuntian and Jiang Laosan were still busy at the new house.

A horse-drawn carriage rumbled toward the village. Jiang Anhe sat inside, watching Zhang Manjin lift the curtain and look out.

"Anhe, whose house is this? It's a tiled roof! There are very few houses like this in the village, but there are many in the town." He pointed outside excitedly.

Jiang Anhe scratched his head: "Didn't I tell you? This is my home!"

He remembers saying that to Zhang Manjin, right? Could he have remembered it wrong?

Zhang Manjin turned around abruptly, his eyes wide: "You didn't tell me."

This caused him a lot of hesitation before coming here, as he was worried about causing trouble for the Jiang family.

After all, the Jiang family's courtyard was too dilapidated, and he was embarrassed to bother them too often.

Jiang Anhe's big eyes darted around: "Maybe I forgot. Auntie said that once I move in, I'll have my own little room, and it'll be more convenient for you to come and sleep with me then."

He quickly changed the subject.

Zhang Manjin nodded: "Okay, I'll forgive you this time. Be sure to let me know when you move."

Grandpa said that when friends have important events, they should give gifts as a token of their affection.

He will bring his grandfather along to deliver a big gift.

Jiang Anhe certainly couldn't refuse his gift, right?

The carriage swayed until it reached the courtyard where the Jiang family now lived. The coachman got off the carriage carrying two small children and handed Zhang Manjin two jugs of wine that Zhang Fu had told him to bring.

"Young Master, I'll head back now."

Zhang Manjin nodded: "Uncle Wang, take your time. Tell Grandpa to come pick me up tomorrow afternoon."

Tomorrow is a day off, so he can play at Jiang Anhe's house all day.

The coachman nodded and drove the carriage back.

Horse-drawn carriages are rarely seen in the village, and many people followed them from the village entrance to this place. When they saw Jiang Anhe getting off, they were all extremely surprised.

"Anhe, who is this?"

Jiang Anhe blinked: "My good friend."

Zhang Manjin was a little embarrassed: "I am An He's good friend. We go to school together and are classmates."

When Granny Li heard the word "classmate," her eyes lit up immediately.

If we send her third son to the academy as well, wouldn't he be able to meet a wealthy classmate? If he could really get close to him, wouldn't he be able to gain a lot of advantages?

Before she could ask any more questions, Jiang Anhe had already pulled Zhang Manjin inside.

"Do you think the Jiang family suddenly became so rich because Anhe knows a lot of young masters from wealthy families?" Granny Li asked uncertainly.

"That makes sense. Otherwise, how would they know that cicada nymphs are edible, or that wooden buns can be made into refreshing ice jelly? It must have been the young master who taught them."

"If you put it that way, I'm even thinking of sending my grandson to school."

Although it was said in a joking tone, many people took it to heart.

Especially seeing that the Jiang family's brick and tile house was about to be completed, they became even more envious.