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

Once the carriage came to a stop, Zhang Manjingang was carried down and ran upstairs to the second floor.

"Grandpa!" he cried, throwing himself into Zhang Fu's arms.

I told them about the strange things I had done last night.

"Why is Grandpa Jiang sometimes so kind and sometimes so scary?" He looked up, his face full of questions.

Zhang Fu smiled and patted his head: "Everyone has people they like and people they don't like, and you won't be the same way with everyone. Just like you don't like Jiang Qiusheng."

Zhang Manjin nodded as if he understood: "Because that grandpa and Grandpa Jiang aren't good friends, right? Anhe and I are good friends."

Zhang Fu nodded, it was pretty much the same idea anyway.

"Grandpa, Anhe's family is building a new house. Will you come with me to buy a gift, and then we can go together to congratulate him?"

Zhang Fu agreed without hesitation. He also wanted to know what kind of people Jiang's parents were and how they produced a woman like Jiang Yun Ning.

After getting to know Jiang Yuning, I thought that if Manjin could be half as good as Jiang Yuning in the future, then after he died, I wouldn't have to worry about how Manjin would live alone.

Outside the door, Jiang Youcai, who had overheard the conversation, was filled with shock.

Jiang Yunning, you've built a new house?

He had no idea that Jiang Yun Ning was so capable?

Is ice jelly really that profitable?

Jiang Youcai pursed his lips and decided to go back and investigate the situation.

That evening, Jiang Che prepared a foot bath as usual. This time, as soon as he appeared in front of Jiang Yun Ning's door, before he could even knock, the door opened from the inside.

"I'll bring you some foot bath water." Jiang Che looked a little shy, but still pursed his lips as he looked at her.

"Xie Shengan is urging us to increase soap production again, saying we should increase output." Jiang Yunning said helplessly.

Jiang Che frowned. How come he didn't know? He wasn't home that afternoon. Had Xie Shengan come by?

Suddenly, a wave of sadness washed over me again.

He felt that every man who wasn't related to him by blood could potentially steal his girlfriend.

"When did you arrive?" Jiang Che asked.

"This afternoon, Qingmo came to deliver a message. He said that Xie Shengan recently sprained his ankle and is unable to come over, so he sent him to pass on the message." Jiang Yuning took off her shoes, and as soon as she put her feet in, she looked up and saw Jiang Che with his head down, not daring to look in her direction.

Her earlobes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

She then remembered that she had read in a TV series that women's feet were very private in ancient times.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that this has been the case for the past few days. As long as she starts soaking her feet, Jiang Che doesn't dare to turn his head to look at her anymore.

Jiang Yun Ning's teasing interest was rekindled, and she deliberately called out to him, "Jiang Che, why aren't you looking at me? What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Jiang Che stammered, still not daring to turn his head in this direction: "No, we're not married. You're soaking your feet, I can't, I can't watch."

"Really? But we've already registered with the authorities. I even gave you your name." Jiang Yun Ning smiled maliciously. "Besides, I kissed you when you were injured and unconscious."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Che's hand turned as red as if it had been dyed by the sunset, and his whole body was flushed.

He never imagined that Jiang Yun Ning would say something like this.

Even when he reminisces about it, it's only late at night when he secretly thinks about it in his mind.

Jiang Yun Ning actually said that to his face!

"You! You go to the bar, I'll come back for my clothes tomorrow. I...I'm leaving." Jiang Che turned and ran, so anxious that he didn't even see where he was going. He bumped into the half-open door and bounced back.

"Are you alright..." Jiang Yun Ning hadn't finished speaking when she saw him cover his head and run away like the wind.

A few seconds later, Jiang Yun Ning's loud laughter echoed from inside the room.

In the courtyard, Jiang Che rubbed his aching head, and listening to her happy laughter, he couldn't help but smile back.

This bizarre scene happened to be witnessed by Jiang Yuntian, who was so frightened that he slammed the door shut.

The commotion was so loud that Liu Yuzhi trembled.

"What? Did a dog chase you?" she snapped irritably.

Jiang Yuntian shook his head: "Wife, your brother-in-law has gone mad. He's standing in the yard late at night, covering his forehead and laughing."

The next morning, the family got up early and drove the oxcart to pick tomatoes.

"These tomatoes are growing so fast!" Wang Cuihua exclaimed, her eyes practically squinting with joy.

Each one was filled with gleaming silver.

Soon the basket was full of sweet potato leaves. Jiang Yuning then picked a full basket of sweet potato leaves from the sweet potato field next to it, intending to wrap them in cornmeal and steam them when she got home.

Jiang Anhe really likes this flavor and can eat a whole plate of it every time.

Jiang Che carried the last basket of tomatoes onto the oxcart, frowning as he approached: "I feel like there are a lot fewer tomatoes."

He went straight to the spot where he hadn't finished picking yesterday, but after walking quite a distance, he found that there were significantly fewer ripe tomatoes left.

Jiang Yunning glanced back and said, "It's alright. The villagers sometimes pick a few to try. It's nothing to worry about."

Jiang Che hummed in agreement, but still felt something was off.

I feel like even if someone wanted to try a few, they wouldn't go to the middle to pick them, would they? Besides, there are too many of them.

We need to pay more attention.

When they got home, Jiang Anhe was still fast asleep, so Wang Cuihua and the others quickly got busy making breakfast.

"I'll go call An He." Jiang Yun Ning washed her face and wiped the water off her hands.

On the kang (heated brick bed), Jiang Anhe was fast asleep with her bottom sticking up, her little mouth occasionally twitching as if she were eating something delicious.

Jiang Yun Ning patted his butt, and seeing no reaction, pinched his nose instead.

Jiang Anhe was woken up by the urge to breathe. She opened her eyes groggily and reached out for a hug.

"Whose little sleepyhead is this? Sleeping so soundly?" She smiled and hugged Jiang Anhe, helping him get dressed.

I grabbed his bottom, picked up his shoes from the ground, and walked into the yard.

The autumn morning was already a bit chilly, so Jiang Yuning helped him put on his shoes before putting him down.

"Hurry up and wash your face, Grandma has already made breakfast. We'll have sweet potato leaves today." Jiang Yun Ning took his hand and led him to wash his face.

Jiang Anhe yawned, his face showing signs of sleepiness.

The cold water splashed on my face, which made me a little more awake.

Just after breakfast, Xiaodouzi ran over carrying the schoolbag that Aunt Hua had just made.

"Little Bean, you're here so early." Jiang Yun Ning saw him and casually handed him a tomato.

Little Bean nodded: "Grandma said I'm just hitching a ride, so I can't keep Auntie waiting."

Jiang Yun Ning chuckled and patted his head: "It's alright, next time you can just wait at the door, no need to come all the way here."

"Brother Douzi, I have candy, I'll share it with you." Jiang Anhe took out a piece of candy from his book bag and stuffed it into Douzi's mouth.

They quickly loaded the tomatoes needed for the cafeteria onto the car and set off.

"Brother, why don't you go borrow an oxcart from the village head?" Jiang Yun Ning called out, pondering whether to buy another oxcart. Or, should he just buy a horse-drawn carriage?

Jiang Yuntian waved his hand: "It's alright, you guys go ahead. I'll go check on it in a bit, and if it's not working, I'll go to town and bring the oxcart back. It won't delay you."

As they reached the village entrance, they saw a large crowd gathered under the willow tree. Seeing Xiaodouzi carrying his schoolbag, they couldn't help but ask, "Xiaodouzi, are you going to school too?"

Little Bean nodded excitedly: "Yes, Grandma told me to study hard and learn more characters."

As the oxcart passed, the crowd began to murmur again: "Look, look, Aunt Hua and Wang Cuihua are good friends; she even sent her grandson to school."

"So you know a lot of characters? Isn't it just because you see the Jiang family getting rich and want to get some benefits too?"

"No way! It's just two taels of silver! We'll sell everything we own to pay for it!"