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

The obsequious tone made Song Mingzhen feel greatly insulted. But looking at Jiang Che's delicate face, she managed to hold back.

"Jiang Yunning, don't be ungrateful. My brother is rich now. You're lucky to marry into this family!" She raised her chin and glanced at Jiang Yunning with disdain.

"If you don't seize this opportunity, don't blame me for not helping you. Besides, I don't want anything else from you, just give Jiang Che to me. Otherwise, once you marry my brother, you'll have to sell him sooner or later, won't you?"

Song Mingzhen felt that Jiang Yunning wouldn't miss this opportunity.

After all, he had taken such a proactive step in trying to matchmake her with someone else.

In the past, Jiang Yuning would always be chasing after her, begging her to say a few good words for her.

Jiang Yun Ning gave a forced smile, and Jiang Che, seeing this small gesture, knew she was about to start her battle. His eyebrows unconsciously arched upwards.

Sure enough, the next second they heard Jiang Yun Ning's voice cursing: "You two siblings are truly born of the same mother, you're ugly but playful, and you just open your mouth and poop."

First, Song Minglang came to her door saying he didn't mind that she had been married before, and now Song Mingzhen is trying to steal her husband right in front of her.

Why is she always the only one allowed to cause trouble?

"Jiang Yunning!" Song Mingzhen didn't control her voice properly, and her shout made all the villagers who were working nearby turn their heads to look over.

Hearing the commotion, Granny Yang and Old Man Song immediately dropped their hoes and ran over.

"Yun Ning!" Old Man Song's face lit up with joy, thinking that Jiang Yun Ning had finally given up and come to help them with farm work.

Jiang Yun Ning remained silent, simply observing the family of three.

Three people, three expressions.

Isn't this much more interesting than surfing the internet?

Granny Yang rolled her eyes and glanced at her a few times with a disdainful look.

"Don't you know how to bring a hoe when you come to weed? And what time is it? Why are your parents here? With just the two of you, when will we ever finish working on these few acres of land?"

Clearly, the arrogance of the Song family is shared.

They all thought Jiang Yun Ning was there to work.

"Jiang Che, why is a dog barking?" Jiang Yun Ning picked at his ear.

Jiang Che's expression softened unusually as he looked at her and asked, "Is it noisy? Let's go home then. Mom and Dad should be back soon; we need to go to town to pick Anhe up from school later."

Yang Pozi, who had been scolded like a dog and ignored, opened her mouth wide in disbelief and put her hands on her hips, ready to start cursing again.

"Hey! Shut up!" Jiang Yun Ning was fed up with her incessant chatter. "I didn't bring any bones with me, so your barking won't do any good."

After she finished speaking, she grabbed Jiang Che's hand and pulled him away.

After running a few meters away, I heard Granny Yang's sharp, angry curses.

"Hahaha." Jiang Yun Ning laughed heartily.

She seemed to have grown to enjoy the feeling of bickering with Granny Yang and the others. She loved seeing them get so angry they were jumping up and down, yet unable to do anything about it.

Jiang Che's hand was held by her, and his palms were sweating nervously.

Although Jiang Yun Ning had held his hand before, after kissing him, it always felt different.

Jiang Che's gaze fell on their clasped hands.

His hands were large and somewhat rough, with many calluses on his palms. He himself didn't know how he got them.

Jiang Yuning's hands were very white, and a size smaller than his. Her palms were soft, and her fingers were slender, unlike the hands that a village girl should have.

However, considering Jiang Yun Ning's status at home, it seems quite reasonable that such hands belong to her.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Yun Ning let go of her hand.

Jiang Che felt a little disappointed.

Suddenly, I remembered what Song Mingzhen had just said.

"Will you sell me in the future?"

Jiang Yun Ning was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Jiang Che looked at her, their eyes meeting: "I'm a slave you bought, bound by a death contract. If you find someone better in the future, will you sell me?"

He desperately wanted to know the answer.

"How could that be?" Jiang Yun Ning asked, somewhat surprised.

Although at first, she did intend to use Jiang Che as a long-term worker.

But after spending so much time together, she had long since come to regard Jiang Che as family. Especially after going through life and death together.

"We're family. Besides, we've been through thick and thin together." Jiang Yun Ning patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, don't be afraid."

She's a modern person; she wouldn't do something like selling someone out.

At least, she can't do it now.

Jiang Che was still not happy even after receiving a positive answer. He didn't know what Jiang Yun Ning really thought of him now.

He stubbornly believed that once they had kissed and had physical intimacy, they should be together.

But since Jiang Yuning didn't say anything, he wasn't sure if Jiang Yuning liked him or not.

He doesn't even know whether he likes Jiang Yun Ning or not.

I just felt that Jiang Yun Ning was very special.

If Jiang Yun Ning were the person he would spend his life with, he wouldn't seem so opposed to getting married.

After returning home, the two drove an oxcart to town to pick up Jiang Anhe, and also delivered some tomatoes and cicada nymphs to Baiweixuan.

"Auntie, we don't need to bring lunch tomorrow. The teacher said the academy has a cafeteria now." Jiang Anhe looked up and told Jiang Yunning everything the teacher had said today.

"Okay." Jiang Yun Ning nodded: "Then I won't bring lunch tomorrow. Auntie will give you some money, and you can buy it yourself at the cafeteria."

Because of the hot weather, she was worried that the food would spoil if left out until noon.

When Wang Cuihua got home, she had already prepared dinner.

"Let's eat. Your brother and sister-in-law might not be back tonight," Jiang Laosan said, and the group set the table for dinner.

"Braised pork!" Jiang Anhe stared at the meat on the table, unable to stop drooling.

Although conditions are better now and we can eat meat almost every day, Jiang Anhe still can't help but drool whenever she sees braised pork.

Jiang Yun Ning watched his adorable little actions and put two pieces in his bowl. "Eat up, eat more so you can grow taller."

The little guy nodded repeatedly, abandoned using chopsticks, and started eating heartily with a spoon.

"The village head said he could find all the people for us in three days," Wang Cuihua said. "He even said that, telling us not to worry, that he would find honest and law-abiding people, and that he wouldn't bring any of the slackers."

Jiang Yun Ning nodded: "Okay. Uncle Village Head is quite reliable."

After dinner, Jiang Anhe lay on the stone table reading a book.

Jiang Che's wound still needs medicine, and Jiang Yuntian helped him for the past few days, but neither Jiang Yuntian nor his wife are home today.

Wang Cuihua and Jiang Laosan are clearly not a good match.

In the end, Jiang Yun Ning could only take the medicine and go into the house.

"Take off your clothes and lie down." She wasn't embarrassed at all; it was just showing her back. Besides, she'd already seen it.

But the usually reserved Jiang Che blushed all the way to his neck.

"It's okay if you don't apply any medicine. It's almost healed." He lowered his head slightly, not daring to look Jiang Yun Ning in the eye.

For some reason, whenever the two of them are alone in this enclosed space, the image of Jiang Yun Ning kissing him always comes to mind.

The lips were soft and pressed tightly against her own lips.

He also tried to deliberately forget these things, but without success.

So much so that I always feel guilty when we're alone together.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yun Ning grinned mischievously, looking exactly like a female hooligan.

She deliberately leaned close to Jiang Che's ear: "Are you shy? You old-fashioned guy."

A warm breath brushed against his ear, and Jiang Che's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, nothing came out.

"I still prefer your initial rebellious self." Jiang Yun Ning smiled and raised her chin.