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

"Daughter," Wang Cuihua said, holding Jiang Yun Ning's hand, "Your father and I have discussed it. Jiang Che will stay in that empty room for now. Later, when we've saved enough money for the wedding banquet, you two can share a room. Is that alright?"

Jiang Yun Ning's eyes lit up: "Sure."

That's great! She didn't want to share a room with Jiang Che in the first place. It would be awkward, and it would also greatly hinder her from sneaking into her spatial dimension in the future.

In the afternoon, Jiang Yuntian and Jiang Laosan were busy building a kang (a heated brick bed) in the empty house, while Wang Cuihua and Liu Yuzhi went to the river to wash clothes.

"Jiang Che, An He," Jiang Yun Ning called out from the courtyard.

"Auntie, what are you doing?" Jiang Anhe looked at Jiang Yuning, who was holding several wooden sticks, with a puzzled expression.

Jiang Yun Ning handed him one, then gave one to Jiang Che: "So, I'm telling you to learn to write?"

"We don't have any writing brushes or ink at home, so you can teach me on the ground first," she said to Jiang Che.

Jiang Che nodded; this was indeed a good idea.

However, he looked at Jiang Yun Ning, who was squatting to the side, and asked, "You want to learn too?"

"Of course!" she nodded seriously. "Who would want to be illiterate if they had the money?"

Jiang Che was stunned for a moment, and a mix of emotions welled up inside him.

He seems to have too much prejudice against Jiang Yunning.

Jiang Yun Ning raised an eyebrow. As long as you've learned to read, you can always say you read it in a book when you encounter something you can't explain.

Everyone was busy with their own things all afternoon.

In the evening, Jiang Yuning went to the kitchen to cook, and secretly added some spiritual spring water to the dish.

"Wait a minute, why is the wild vegetable porridge a little sweet tonight?" Liu Yuzhi took a sip and praised with a smile, "Yun Ning, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

The next morning, Jiang Yuning got up early and went to town with the Jiang family elders, also bringing Jiang Che and Jiang Anhe along.

Villagers would ride in the village head's oxcart to town, paying one coin per person.

Children like Jiang Anhe, who can be held in arms, are free.

"I want to hug my uncle." He stretched out his hand, his big eyes full of expectation.

Jiang Laosan didn't let go; he had long since seen that Jiang Che was a cold person, like an ice block. "Grandpa, hold him."

Jiang Anhe pouted and withdrew her hand, looking somewhat aggrieved.

"Let me do it, Dad." Jiang Che had already changed his way of addressing him yesterday, but every time he called out to him, he felt awkward.

Jiang Anhe nestled contentedly in Jiang Che's arms, but when she looked up, she noticed that her new uncle's face seemed a little red.

It was getting late, and the village head raised his arm, ready to set off.

"Hey! Wait a minute!" Granny Yang came running up, panting, and just as she caught her breath, she saw Jiang Yun Ning's family.

The carriage swayed gently, but its speed was not slow.

"Hmph." The moment Granny Yang saw Jiang Yun Ning, she was furious. "Oh, so your family actually has money to go to town?"

Jiang Yun Ning laughed: "I have no money. I'm going to see the county magistrate."

Granny Yang frowned: "What do you need the county magistrate for?"

"Go complain to the county magistrate. Someone owes money and won't pay it back." Jiang Yun Ning shrugged, looking helpless.

Jiang Che twitched his lips: "I heard that if someone in your family goes to jail, three generations of your family won't be able to take the imperial examinations."

"It's alright." Jiang Yun Ning raised an eyebrow and gave him a very appreciative look: "Anyway, Song Ming Lang won't pass the exam."

Granny Yang didn't have time to argue anymore. She hurriedly pulled out two taels of silver from her bosom: "You, you, you, I'll return two taels to you first. What's the rush? Can't you return it slowly?"

Jiang Yun Ning weighed the silver in her hand, knowing that she probably didn't have any more money on her: "Alright, then we won't complain today."

She turned and took Jiang Anhe's little hand: "Anhe, how about Auntie buys you candied hawthorns?"

Jiang Anhe kicked her legs happily.

Granny Yang, exasperated, shouted, "Stop the car!"

The village head stopped in confusion: "What are you doing? Granny Yang, don't waste time."

Judging from Granny Yang's expression, she had gone to buy tonics for Song Minglang, but she had no money left. What could she possibly use to buy them?

"I'm not going." She jumped out of the car angrily and walked into the village.

"Hahaha."

The women in the carriage burst into laughter.

The oxcart bumped along, and Jiang Yuning's bottom was practically turned into dumpling filling from all the jostling, but they finally arrived in town.

"It's so hot." She fanned herself with her hand.

There was no air conditioning in ancient times, it must have been unbearable. And yet everyone was wearing such thick clothes.

Jiang Yuning looked at her coarse linen clothes and began to miss modern air-conditioned rooms and iced milk tea.

How about setting up a stall to sell milk tea?

No, no, in ancient times only wealthy families could afford ice.

Moreover, she didn't even know if milk existed in this dynasty.

The town was lined with vendors, their cries mingling together.

"Mom, what are we buying today?" Jiang Yun Ning asked Wang Cui Hua when she couldn't find what she wanted yet.

"Let's get some cloth and make two outfits for Jiang Che." Wang Cuihua pointed to a shop not far away. "Your father and I will go. You and Jiang Che can go and have a look around. Don't forget to meet at the oxcart at the appointed time."

Jiang Yun Ning nodded: "An He, do you want to stay with your aunt or your grandparents?"

Jiang Anhe, whose hand was being held by Jiang Che, immediately raised her other hand and grabbed Jiang Yunning upon hearing this: "Can I go with Auntie?"

"Of course." Jiang Yun Ning took his hand.

Jiang Yuning bought two candied hawthorns from an old man selling them, handing one to Jiang Anhe and the other to Jiang Che.

Seeing his confusion, Jiang Yun Ning explained with a bright smile, "This is a reward for you. You did a good job scaring Granny Yang just now."

Jiang Che's face remained expressionless, but his mind was in turmoil. He looked away somewhat embarrassedly, saying, "I don't like sweets, you eat it."

He's not a child; he doesn't need to be coaxed with food.

Jiang Yun Ning blinked. If she remembered correctly, Jiang Che drank three bowls of the sweet wild vegetable porridge last night. How could he not like sweets?

Jiang Yun Ning was puzzled, but quickly realized Jiang Che's stubbornness. She didn't call him out on it, and forcefully stuffed the hawthorn into his hand: "I don't like hawthorn. It'll be a waste if you don't eat it."

Jiang Anhe was oblivious to what the two were talking about. He was happily examining the candied hawthorn, reluctant to eat it.

This was the first time Jiang Yuning had ever bought him anything since he was a child.

Jiang Anhe looked up and saw that Jiang Yunning's hands were empty. She stood on tiptoe and held up the candied hawthorn: "Auntie, have some."

Jiang Yuning patted his head, feeling a little touched.

Despite how the original owner treated him before, he still gave him the best food to try right away.

"Your aunt doesn't like it, so you can eat it yourself," she said with a faint smile.

Jiang Che looked at the candied hawthorn that had been forcibly shoved into his mouth, and felt a strange, indescribable feeling. It was as if his disguise had been exposed, yet someone was still preserving a shred of his dignity.

The sugar coating on the candied hawthorns was very thin, and because of the hot weather, they weren't as crisp as they were in winter. But Jiang Che and Jiang Anhe still ate them with great satisfaction.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Yun Ning's eyes suddenly lit up; she actually saw tomato seedlings!