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

"The government won't recognize confidentiality agreements between individuals," Jiang Che said coldly.

He didn't know how he knew all this; his mind simply told him that such confidentiality agreements were meaningless to the government. They could only be handled privately by the village head.

Moreover, he felt that when Jiang Yun Ning decided to involve the villagers, he had already prepared for some of the formula to be leaked.

But as long as you can contain the alkali, others won't be able to learn it.

Jiang Yunning nodded; she had asked Wang Dahe this question before.

Wang Dahe also said that the government does not recognize any confidentiality agreements other than those concerning military intelligence or the imperial court.

"Don't we also collect firewood?" she laughed. "If anyone leaks this information, their entire family will never cooperate with us again."

If everyone is implicated, and some people still cause trouble for short-term gains, then they can only accept their fate.

But she will definitely make an example of someone to scare others.

"Okay." Wang Cuihua nodded: "This afternoon, your father and I will go to the village head and tell him to help us find some people."

After they had reached an agreement, Jiang Yun Ning prepared to get up. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed that Liu Yu Zhi looked somewhat troubled, as if she wanted to say something.

She suddenly remembered that Liu Yuzhi had a younger brother who was only thirteen years old.

Our family is currently short of money.

"Sister-in-law," Jiang Yun Ning smiled, "If Auntie is free at home, let her come and help with the cooking. I'm planning to provide lunch for the workers as well."

The better the employee benefits, the less likely they are to give up when faced with temptations.

Liu Yuzhi's eyes lit up and she immediately nodded: "Okay, I'll go back and tell my mother in a bit."

In the afternoon, Jiang Laosan and Wang Cuihua went to the village head's house. Jiang Yuntian and Liu Yuzhi went back to Liu's parents' home.

Only Jiang Yuning and Jiang Che were left at home, staring at each other blankly.

Once the sun wasn't so strong, Jiang Yun Ning prepared to go check on the tomato field.

Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Che followed him.

"I'm going to the tomato field, are you coming?" she asked.

"Hmm." Jiang Che nodded, still a little uneasy. What if Song Minglang was also in the field? Just a few days ago, he came to propose to Jiang Yun Ning.

Jiang Yun Ning didn't refute it. Anyway, Jiang Che's injuries had almost healed, so she just treated it as a walk.

As they walked, the two noticed that some of the corn seedlings in the field had grown to the waist of an adult, while others were only just past the knee.

It's obvious that those who are only at the knees are still using the old methods.

"Yun Ning," someone was squatting on the edge of the field, sighing with worry. Seeing her, they approached somewhat sheepishly, "Look at these corn seedlings. Is it too late to pull some out as you suggested?"

"Yeah. My kids are barely knee-high. Sigh, I should have known better than to listen to that kid Song Minglang."

Looking at the expectant expressions on these people's faces, Jiang Yun Ning suddenly felt a little unsure how to begin.

These people always try to shift the blame onto others.

Although Song Minglang was indeed suspected of seduction at the time, the final choice was their own.

Now, seeing that other people's seedlings are growing better, they start wanting to find someone to take responsibility.

At that time, Song Minglang, who disagreed with Jiang Yunning, became the best candidate.

"Now that the seedlings have grown taller, their roots are likely tangled together. If you forcibly pull them out, they might climb onto the seedlings next to them." She didn't give a clear answer, leaving them with this ambiguous statement to decide for themselves.

"What are we going to do?" someone asked anxiously, stamping their feet.

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Mancang had just finished weeding in the field and was passing by. "Didn't we always plant like this? I don't believe Jiang Yunning's method can produce much more yield than we used to."

Jiang Yun Ning ignored him and left this place of trouble.

When they arrived at their own tomato field, they could see the elderly Song couple and Song Mingzhen weeding in the neighboring field from afar.

As she worked, Granny Yang muttered under her breath, "That wretched girl Jiang Yun Ning, she used to lead Jiang Lao San and a few others to do the farm work, but this year she's throwing a tantrum and won't even take care of our land anymore."

"Mother." Song Mingzhen was sweating profusely, her hair sticky and caked on her face. "If all else fails, why don't you let my eldest brother go and coax her a little more? She likes my eldest brother so much."

Last time, Song Minglang was severely scolded by Jiang Yuning and felt he had lost face, so he didn't tell his family. At this moment, Granny Yang and the others still thought that Jiang Yuning was just throwing a tantrum.

As Song Mingzhen spoke, she remembered Jiang Che's handsome face.

I felt sad when I remembered the villagers saying he was dying.

"It must be Jiang Yunning's bad luck that killed Jiang Che." She muttered, stopping her hoe in displeasure and wiping her sweat.

Looking up, he saw Jiang Che and Jiang Yun Ning standing on the ground.

They were quite far away, and could only see Jiang Yun Ning speaking, but couldn't hear what she was saying.

Although Jiang Che didn't say anything, you could tell from his expression that he was listening very attentively.

"Jiang Che?" Song Mingzhen was stunned, blinking rapidly to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

Is Jiang Che alright?

She rushed over.

"Jiang Che, are you alright?" Song Mingzhen looked at him excitedly, and even unconsciously took a few more steps forward.

Why did Jiang Che smell so good? Unlike other men, who always smelled sour and sweaty.

Jiang Che frowned, his disgust undisguised.

He took half a step back, and for the first time did not stand in front of Jiang Yun Ning, but instead hid half of his body behind her.

Jiang Yun Ning couldn't help but laugh at his behavior.

Just how afraid of women is Jiang Che? He wasn't this terrified even when facing Hei Xiazi.

"Jiang Che." Song Mingzhen looked somewhat hurt. "I heard from the villagers that you were injured. I'm so happy to see you're alright today."

As she spoke, she smoothed her hair, a little embarrassed, trying to make herself look better.

If she had known Jiang Che was coming today, she would have worn that crimson dress.

The fabric was exquisite and expensive. It was a gift from Jiang Yun Ning to her before.

"You're worried about Jiang Che?" Jiang Yun Ning looked at her with interest. "Then why didn't you take two pounds of eggs to check on him?"

"You!" Song Mingzhen pouted. "I just...didn't I have to find the time?"

Jiang Yun Ning nodded: "Oh, is that so? You can go back and get it if you have time now. I'll wait for you here."

Even though he knew she was teasing Song Mingzhen, Jiang Che was still a little unhappy: "I don't want her things."

He didn't want to have anything to do with Song Mingzhen.

But when Song Mingzhen heard this, she thought he was trying to help her out of a difficult situation.

Immediately, he was overjoyed.

Jiang Che definitely has feelings for her. It's just that he doesn't dare to show it because of his status.

Thinking this way, Song Mingzhen felt somewhat smug.

She looked at Jiang Yunning and spoke as if bestowing charity upon him.

"Jiang Yunning, haven't you always wanted to marry my brother? How about this, you give me Jiang Che, and I'll put in a good word for you so my brother can marry you as soon as possible. What do you say?"

This time, before Jiang Yun Ning could speak, Jiang Che couldn't hold back any longer.

He wouldn't allow Jiang Yuning to have anything to do with other men; his first kiss was with Jiang Yuning.

"Who do you think you are?" A cold glint flashed in Jiang Che's eyes, and a suppressed anger appeared on his usually indifferent face.

Jiang Yun Ning looked at the dumbfounded Song Ming Zhen, then pretended to be affectionate and took Jiang Che's arm, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Oh no, what should I do? Jiang Che doesn't like you!"