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

No, she only said that because she likes to see tsundere girls blush.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Jiang Che's exposed skin turned bright red.

"Hurry up and take it off." Jiang Yun Ning had already applied the ointment to her hands and rubbed it in. She yawned and urged, "Hurry up and apply the medicine and go to sleep."

Seeing that she was sleepy, Jiang Che stopped hesitating and quickly took off his shirt, revealing his muscular back.

The cooling ointment stung slightly when applied to the wound. More than anything, it was the warm touch of my hands that caused a tingling, itchy sensation on my skin.

"Why do you have so many injuries on your back?" Jiang Yun Ning frowned. "Haven't you remembered what happened before?"

"Hmm." Jiang Che nodded. "I can't remember."

But I always felt like I had fled a famine. Every time I heard about the drought in the west, my head would feel heavy.

Jiang Yun Ning nodded, realizing that Jiang Che was lying down and couldn't see her at all, and then comforted her, "It's okay if you can't remember."

Not long after Jiang Che came to her home, she discovered that he was a cold-faced but warm-hearted person.

Although he always had a cold expression and seemed somewhat distant, he would always step forward to protect her whenever she encountered any danger.

Compared to her parents in her previous life, who were blood relatives but showed her no concern whatsoever, Jiang Che was more like family.

So even if Jiang Che never remembers it in his entire life, she will still treat him like family.

Moreover, Jiang Yuning always felt that Jiang Che's living conditions must have been quite good before, because he couldn't stop gagging when he first stepped in pig manure.

But he wasn't pretentious at all; in fact, he worried about being looked down upon, so he forced himself to adapt. Now he can clean the pigsty without batting an eye.

He also made several absurd requests, such as wanting to bathe the pigs.

However, she later rejected it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun Ning couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Jiang Che." Remembering how much people in ancient times valued what happened after death, she added, "Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you never think about it in your entire life. You can be buried in our family's ancestral grave after you die."

After applying the medicine, I felt something was wrong.

What if Jiang Che finds someone he likes and wants to get married?

"If you ever want to get married, just tell me."

She will explain to her family that she asked Jiang Che to help her pretend to be her husband.

Jiang Che was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

What did Jiang Yun Ning mean by that?

Does she want to marry him?

Because of this nonsensical sentence, Jiang Che tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep.

He held the soft jade he always kept close to his body in his palm, his hand sweating.

The next morning, Jiang Yuntian and his wife returned, bringing with them large and small bags of gifts from Old Liu and his wife.

"Yun Ning, this is something my parents asked me to bring to you." Liu Yuzhi handed over the small package. "Don't refuse. It's nothing valuable."

Jiang Yun Ning accepted it with a smile: "This is all from your kind intentions, Uncle and Aunt, it can't be measured in money."

As she spoke, she opened the cloth bag, inside which was a light blue top.

Jiang Yun Ning was somewhat surprised; these clothes must cost at least two or three hundred coins.

"Sister-in-law," she said, somewhat taken aback, "this is too expensive."

Liu Yuzhi smiled and said, "It's not expensive. My mother made it herself. She's very skilled at sewing."

Although it was homemade, the fabric was much more expensive and less resistant to dirt than the common gray-brown color in the village, so few people in the village wore it. The Liu family certainly didn't have this kind of fabric.

Jiang Yunning guessed that it was very likely that the cloth was bought in town yesterday afternoon and then sewn overnight.

This sentiment is deeply meaningful.

She felt unworthy of it.

"Don't be shy." Liu Yuzhi saw through her thoughts: "You helped my parents collect cicada nymphs, and they made a lot of money from it. They've been wanting to thank you."

Jiang Yun Ning's lips moved slightly, and she felt a warmth in her heart.

"Okay, I'll thank you properly next time we meet, Auntie." She said, and immediately went back to her room to change her clothes for Liu Yuzhi to see.

"It looks good." Liu Yuzhi's eyes were full of admiration: "You're young, you should wear these bright colors, they make your skin look even whiter."

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered that Jiang Yun Ning used to have dark skin, but now her skin was fair and tender, just like a city girl.

It seems her own skin has also become a bit fairer.

Liu Yuzhi recalled that she eventually attributed the cause to the soap.

She remembered Jiang Yuning saying that using mutton fat soap for a long time could whiten the skin.

Wearing the new clothes made by Grandma Liu, Jiang Yuning called Jiang Che, and together they took two catties of brown sugar, several catties of tomatoes, and forty eggs to their uncle's house.

It just so happens that she and Jiang Che haven't had a chance to thank their two uncles for helping them search for someone in the mountains last time.

The gate wasn't closed, and once inside the courtyard, I could hear people talking inside the house.

"Qingqing, Hansheng never goes out to work, he just relies on those few acres of land, how are you going to make a living?"

"Yes, Qingqing. You need to learn to save some money. Even if you don't care about yourself, you should at least take care of Daya, right?"

Jiang Yun Ning was puzzled by the worry in her two aunts' voices.

Qingqing?

Is it my cousin Wang Qingqing, who married into the family in the next town?

She remembered that her cousin seemed to be having a hard time; her in-laws always complained that she couldn't give birth to a son.

Jiang Yun Ning called out, "Uncle, are you home?"

It wouldn't be good for people to think she was eavesdropping.

Hearing the commotion, the two aunts came out, followed by the thin Wang Qingqing.

"Yun Ning. Jiang Che."

Zhang Yuying took the heavy basket from Jiang Che's hands: "You've come all this way, what did you bring?"

Jiang Yunning smiled and said, "Eldest Aunt, Second Aunt."

She called out, then looked at Wang Qingqing, who was also looking her over, and called out cheerfully, "Sister Qingqing."

Wang Qingqing was slightly taken aback, but quickly came to her senses: "Yun Ning."

If it weren't for the way she was addressed, she wouldn't have recognized that the girl with the fair skin in front of her was Jiang Yun Ning.

When I last went back to my parents' home, I think I heard them say that my cousin Jiang Yun Ning had become more sensible. She was no longer obsessed with Song Ming Lang, nor did she send money to the Song family anymore. She even bought a convict slave to take home.

Wang Qingqing smiled and, seeing Jiang Che standing silently to the side, asked, "This is... your husband?"

Jiang Yun Ning nodded: "Yes, my husband. Jiang Che, call for help."

Upon hearing the word "husband," Jiang Che's ears burned, and he immediately called out, "Cousin."

Wang Qingqing looked at him and thought he was good-looking, but seemed a bit difficult to get along with.

Seeing that he listened to Jiang Yun Ning, she was very satisfied: "He's really good-looking. Come inside, it's hot outside."

Lin Yanzi brought over two glasses of warm water: "Your eldest and second uncles have gone to the fields and will probably be back soon. He Nian and his wife have gone to town to do odd jobs and will probably not be back until tonight."

"Okay." Jiang Yun Ning took a couple of sips and chatted with the others about everyday things.

As they chatted, the conversation drifted to gossip and everyday matters in the village.

Jiang Che sat to the side, not participating in the women's discussion. He simply watched Jiang Yun Ning quietly and impassively.

Their eyes light up at exciting things, or they look on with anticipation for what will happen next at crucial moments.

Jiang Che felt that Jiang Yun Ning's love for gossip was no less than her excitement when she saw silver.

"Sister Qingqing, why didn't you bring Daya back this time?" Jiang Yun Ning remembered that Wang Qingqing had a daughter, who was about seven or eight years old this year.

The original owner had seen it once before.

I only remember that she was very cute, but like Wang Qingqing, she was very, very thin. Her hair was dry and yellow, and she looked malnourished.