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

"Since Boss Zhang is an unreasonable person, there's no need for us to stay any longer." She could tell that although Zhang Manjin was arrogant, he wasn't a bad person at heart.

Zhang Fu's forces are powerful, but it seems unlikely that they would resort to coercion over such a trivial matter.

"Grandpa!" Zhang Manjin cried out in distress, grabbing Zhang Fu's hand and trying to chase after him.

"Manjin, oh manjin." Zhang Fu knelt down to comfort him, feeling sorry for him. "Alright, alright, don't cry. Grandpa will give you a hundred coins. Take it to the school tomorrow, and he'll definitely agree."

He refused to believe that a hundred coins couldn't buy a peasant to help his grandson with his homework for a whole day.

One hundred coins?

Jiang Youcai and Jiang Qiusheng both saw shock and greed in each other's eyes.

You can earn 100 coins just by moving your fingers to complete a beginner's class assignment? It's much easier than copying a book!

"That damned girl!" Jiang Youcai gritted his teeth in hatred.

Looking up, Jiang Qiusheng saw that Zhang Fu had already led Zhang Manjin upstairs to the second floor. He tugged at Jiang Qiusheng's arm and said, "Go find Manjin tomorrow and coax her well. It'll earn you more money than copying books."

Jiang Qiusheng nodded: "I understand, Dad."

Jiang Youcai nodded, then added, "Don't let Qiu Yu know."

Jiang Qiusheng pursed his lips: "I know. He's just a bookworm who only knows how to study, I definitely won't tell him."

On the way home, Jiang Yuning hugged Jiang Anhe and stroked his head repeatedly.

"Anhe, bring all your classmates over after school tomorrow. Your aunt will treat them to ice jelly."

Jiang Anhe nodded, temporarily putting these unpleasant matters aside.

The next morning, as soon as Jiang Anhe entered the academy, Zhang Manjin, who had been waiting for him, grabbed his hand.

"My grandfather gave me a hundred coins, will you write it for me?" He looked at Jiang Anhe expectantly and put the money bag in his hand directly on the table.

"No." Jiang Anhe was starting to dislike him. "You pushed me yesterday and haven't apologized yet. I don't want to talk to you."

Zhang Manjin's eyes widened.

He has never apologized to anyone since he was born.

"Hmph. Fine, don't write it then. I'll find someone else to write it for me!" Zhang Manjin stormed out with his money bag in a huff.

Seeing him leave, Jiang Anhe pouted and said to the class, "My aunt said she'd treat you to ice jelly tonight. Shall we walk together tonight?"

"Really? Who's your aunt? Is she the one who sets up a stall by the door?"

"I've had it! My dad bought me a bowl yesterday, it was so delicious. Your aunt is amazing."

Hearing someone praise Jiang Yun Ning, Jiang An He finally smiled: "My aunt is super amazing, she can cook so many delicious things. Next time my aunt cooks something else, I can bring it back for you."

He proudly puffed out his round belly, which looked like it was stuffed with lots of delicious food.

At lunchtime in the college cafeteria, Shen Yan spotted the chubby Jiang Anhe at a glance.

"Xiao Anhe." He ran over quickly.

Jiang Anhe lifted his head from the bowl, which was bigger than his face, with a grain of coarse rice still stuck to his face.

"Brother Shen Yan," he called out very politely.

"Good boy." Shen Yan smiled and was about to ask him if he had eaten enough when he heard Jiang Qiu's angry voice from behind.

"An He." Jiang Qiusheng said with a gloomy face.

Jiang Anhe reluctantly called out, "Uncle."

"Tell Manjin this afternoon that you agree to write it for him. Give me the money, and I'll write it. He won't know." His expression was not good, and his tone was full of command.

He had just gone to see Zhang Manjin, but was directly rejected and left feeling humiliated.

They could only turn to Jiang Anhe, hoping to use their status as elders to suppress him.

"No." Jiang Anhe snorted, no longer looking at him, and continued to pick at the few grains of rice at the bottom of the bowl.

He doesn't want to be a child who lies.

"Why are you so stubborn!" Jiang Qiusheng said, somewhat annoyed.

Zhang Manjin gave him a hard time, but what could he do when someone had a rich grandfather?

But what gives Jiang Anhe the right to refuse him?

"You!" Jiang Qiusheng raised his leg to grab Jiang Anhe's arm, thinking of scaring him.

Kids will agree to anything if you scare them.

"What are you doing?" Shen Yan grabbed his arm, her eyes overflowing with contempt. "Didn't you see? Jiang Qiusheng, you always act so noble, yet you're bullying a kid like this?"

Or was he a junior who called him uncle?

Jiang Qiusheng was so angry that he didn't even realize who was behind him.

His face turned pale and then flushed as he was being mocked.

"What's it to you?" Jiang Qiusheng shook off his hand and took a step back.

He and Shen Yan have never gotten along; they are mutually disgusted.

"I saw injustice on the road." Shen Yan smiled, not taking his anger seriously at all.

He turned to look at Jiang Anhe, who had already finished eating, and called out, "Little Anhe, come on, brother will take you home."

Jiang Anhe nodded, picked up the empty bowl and placed it in the large wooden bucket next to her, then took Shen Yan's hand and said, "Thank you, Brother Shen Yan."

As the two figures, one tall and one short, walked out of the cafeteria, Jiang Qiu clenched his fists angrily.

He was clearly Jiang Anhe's family member; he was Jiang Anhe's cousin! Yet Jiang Anhe was closer to Shen Yan, an outsider?

"You really can't tell the difference between inside and outside!" Jiang Qiu angrily kicked the table.

The sound of wood scraping against the ground attracted the attention of those nearby.

He felt a little embarrassed and left quickly with his neck stiff.

When school ended, Jiang Anhe led more than thirty children from his class out together. The large group puzzled Zhang Manjin, who followed behind.

"Auntie," Jiang Anhe called out, turning around with a proud look on her face, "See? My aunt and uncle treated you to ice jelly. I wasn't lying."

Jiang Yun Ning smiled, quickly ladled out bowls of ice jelly, and gave one to each person.

"Eat up. It's on me." She looked at the little ones in front of her and said, "After you eat my ice jelly, you'll have to take good care of our Anhe from now on."

The children nodded in agreement, saying, "Anhe is great!"

"I'll still play with Anhe even if I don't eat ice jelly."

Although Jiang Anhe arrived late, he studied very hard, and even the teacher praised him for being studious and intelligent. They all enjoyed playing with him.

Zhang Manjin, who was at the very back, blushed; he also wanted to eat ice jelly.

But he rejected Jiang Anhe yesterday. Would Jiang Anhe's aunt refuse to sell to him?

"Manjin." Jiang Yuning saw him and beckoned him over. "Here, have some. Don't bully Anhe in the future. You're classmates, you should look out for each other."

Zhang Manjin stammered, "I didn't bully him. He writes well, and so do I; I also wanted to be praised by the teacher."

Jiang Yun Ning smiled and said, "Then you should listen carefully in class. As long as you work hard, the teacher will see it."

"Really?" Zhang Manjin was somewhat skeptical.

Jiang Anhe had already finished a bowl of ice jelly: "Of course, Auntie said that the teacher likes studious children."

Hearing this, Zhang Manjin began to think, and soon he nodded: "Then I'll write it myself from now on. Can you teach me?"

Jiang Anhe tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Okay, but you have to apologize to me first. My butt hurts when you push me."

Jiang Yun Ning was stunned for a moment.

Was my butt soreness yesterday caused by Jiang Qiusheng?

"I'm sorry." Zhang Manjin grinned. "I won't push you anymore."

Jiang Yun Ning smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the two little ones who had shaken hands and made peace.

Whatever, Jiang Qiusheng isn't a good person anyway, so it's not unfair for him to get kicked.

"Aren't you angry anymore?" Jiang Che looked at her in confusion.

"They're just kids. Who didn't fight with their friends when they were young?" She even got into a fight with her friends in the village when she was a kid, and her nose bled from the fight.

They were out playing hand in hand again the very next day.

Jiang Yun Ning continued serving the ice jelly without stopping, saying, "Besides, Man Jin is just spoiled; she's not inherently bad."

Seeing that she was no longer angry, Jiang Che nodded: "It's good that you're not angry anymore."