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

Jiang Che nodded: "Go wash your face first."

After he had comforted Jiang Anhe and washed his face, Jiang Yunning came out carrying a large bowl of stir-fried rabbit meat.

Half of the large bowl was quickly emptied.

"So delicious." Jiang Anhe's mouth was covered in oil as she ate.

"Your aunt is a good cook," Jiang Laosan chuckled. "And your rabbits are good too."

Jiang Anhe was stunned: "Is this my rabbit?"

Jiang Yuntian nodded: "Yes, the rabbit that was killed by Big Black."

Jiang Anhe's tears streamed down her face again. Just as Jiang Che was about to comfort her, he heard her cry out, "Waaah, my bunny. It smells so good. Waaah, I'm sorry, my bunny."

After the meal, Jiang Yun Ning took out paper and pen and laid them on the stone table to draw the house design.

Inside the square frame, there is a partition in the middle, leaving only a door.

The whole family gathered around and watched.

"The neighboring house is used specifically for making soap, and also for other products. They also raise pigs and cows next door, so that the smell won't waft over when it rains."

Jiang Yunning explained as she drew.

"We'll live here ourselves, grow vegetables in the backyard, dig a pond in the front yard to raise fish, and also grow some lotus flowers to eat lotus seeds. We'll build a small pavilion to shade us from the sun, so we can have dinner and admire the lotus flowers in the summer evenings, and watch the snow in the winter."

Jiang Che listened attentively, but he never expected that she would think of such an elegant thing as building a pavilion to appreciate lotus flowers.

"The wall must be high enough that two people can't climb over it even if they stand on its shoulders," Jiang Yun Ning said with some concern.

In ancient times, people relied entirely on the weather for their livelihood. The west was already experiencing a drought, and if the situation couldn't be controlled and refugees entered the village, higher walls would provide greater safety.

Since we're going to build a house anyway, it's best to do it all at once.

Jiang Laosan and Wang Cuihua nodded repeatedly, their eyes brimming with pride.

They never imagined that they, who were half-buried in the ground, would live in such a big house in their lifetime.

"Once we have the pavilion, Anhe can read in it." Wang Cuihua's eyes glistened with tears as she stroked Jiang Anhe's little head. "Anhe, when you grow up, you must be filial to your aunt."

Jiang Anhe nodded: "We also need to be filial to our grandparents, father and mother, and uncle."

After saying that, she seemed a little embarrassed and turned to look at Jiang Che: "Right? My uncle and aunt don't have any children, so I need to take care of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Che's ears turned bright red.

"Once the house is built, it's time to get the wedding arranged." Jiang Laosan clicked his pipe. "If we keep dragging this out, the villagers will start gossiping."

Jiang Yunning said with a hint of helplessness, "We'll see when the time comes."

This was clearly an attempt to delay, which made Jiang Che feel somewhat disappointed.

As night deepened, the crowd dispersed.

After much hesitation, Jiang Che knocked on Jiang Yun Ning's door.

Jiang Yun Ning, who was frantically harvesting grain in the space, was startled and quickly left the space.

"Who?" she asked nervously.

"Me." Jiang Che's voice was somewhat low.

Jiang Yun Ning breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, it was Jiang Che.

If it were Wang Cuihua, she would probably just push the door open and come in.

"What's wrong?" She opened the door and let Jiang Che in.

Unaware that she had been in too much of a hurry, her neckline had come undone, revealing her left collarbone.

Jiang Che raised his eyes, then immediately lowered them again.

"You...you didn't zip your clothes up properly." His voice was a little soft.

Jiang Yun Ning leaned forward slightly: "Huh? Can you speak louder? Why are you talking so hesitantly?"

Jiang Che looked up and reached out to straighten her clothes.

Jiang Yun Ning realized what was happening and approached her with a cheeky grin: "Are you being a pervert? Trying to tear my clothes?"

"I didn't. I was..." Jiang Che was somewhat shocked and quickly explained, "My collar was crooked. I'm telling you, but you didn't hear me clearly."

If he were to raise his voice any louder at this time, wouldn't he wake up the Jiang couple next door?

"I'm sorry," Jiang Che apologized.

I shouldn't have done that. I should have just turned around and left. How could I have started to straighten Jiang Yun Ning's clothes?

He kept his head down and didn't see the mockery on Jiang Yun Ning's face.

It's just showing a collarbone, not anything inappropriate. People in ancient times were so innocent.

"Then what should we do?" she asked, feigning difficulty. "You'll have to take responsibility, won't you?"

She wanted to continue watching Jiang Che blush and feel shy, but to her surprise, as soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Che raised his head and stared straight at her.

"I will take responsibility."

Jiang Yun Ning was stunned for a few seconds by Jiang Che's serious gaze. Before she could speak, Jiang Che had already turned around and ran away quickly.

"Why are you acting so mysteriously?" Jiang Yun Ning scratched his head, muttered to himself, and turned to go back into the house.

The next morning, the village head arrived with more than a dozen men.

Wang Dashan and Wang Erlin also brought more than a dozen people from the village.

"Boss, do you really provide meals? And give me fifty coins a day?"

Some people find it hard to believe.

It usually costs around 45 coins, which doesn't include meals.

Jiang Laosan nodded: "Yes, lunch will be provided, with meat."

My daughter said, "If you want a horse to run, you have to feed it grass."

"Just one request: everyone be careful while you work," Jiang Laosan said a few more words, and then everyone got to work.

The old house, which had already been emptied out, was demolished to pieces in less than half a day. Wang Cuihua looked at it from a distance and felt like crying.

Two large pots were set up in Aunt Hua's yard.

My two aunts and Liu Yuzhi's mother also came to help with the cooking. Since we weren't enough people, we called a few more from the twenty people who made soap.

Jiang Yuning continued to deliver tomatoes and ice jelly to the county town and other towns as usual.

"Let's go, Jiang Che," she called out, glancing at the somewhat awkward Jiang Che.

Why have you been looking down all day? Did you get a stiff neck?

Although puzzled, I didn't ask any further questions.

After rushing back from the county town, I didn't have time to do anything else when I got home. I loaded the car and drove to Qingshan College.

"Taking advantage of the hot weather, I'll go twice a day, at noon and in the evening. I can make a good living that way." Jiang Yun Ning squinted her eyes happily.

Most of the students at Qingshan College are not short of money. A bowl of ice jelly costs four coins and can sell more than two hundred bowls at noon. On hot days, some people even eat ice jelly as a meal and drink four bowls in one go.

Why do you like money so much?

Jiang Che was somewhat puzzled. He always felt that Jiang Yun Ning had a morbid obsession with money.

"Who wouldn't like money?" Jiang Yun Ning raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sun, also concealing the melancholy in her eyes.

In her past life, she was poor, so she worked while studying, and eventually died from exhaustion and staying up late.

The night before she died suddenly, she was thinking that if she were a boy, her parents probably wouldn't have ignored her.

She'll probably have whatever she wants, just like her younger brother, right?

Too bad she isn't.

Fortunately, she wasn't.

Jiang Che straightened up, trying his best to shield her from the sun, but he was thinking about buying a straw hat for Jiang Yun Ning to protect her from the sun.

Upon arriving at Qingshan College, Jiang Youcai and Zhou Yulan rushed out as soon as they set up their stall.

"Jiang Yunning! You heartless bastard! You have no conscience!" Zhou Yulan started cursing as soon as she came up.

In the middle of the day, he managed to call out the people in the surrounding houses with his loud voice.

"What's going on? What's all the noise about?"

"Yeah, they're making a scene at the academy gate. Isn't that the young lady selling ice jelly and her husband? What's wrong with them?"

Seeing that a crowd had gathered around her, Zhou Yulan became even more arrogant.

"Everyone, please be the judge! I'm related to Jiang Yunning, the woman who sells ice jelly. I'm her second aunt. Yesterday, my son ate a bowl of ice jelly at her stall, and she took all of his lunch money. My son went to school hungry all afternoon!"

Zhou Yulan felt a pang of heartache whenever she thought about her son going to class hungry.