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

Grandma Zhang waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, I'll go call him back right now. You two chat."

She knew that Jiang Yunning had deliberately sent her away, probably to secretly slip money to Wang Qingqing.

But it doesn't matter, no matter how much you give, it will all end up in her hands in the end.

Grandma Zhang put her things in the small kitchen cubicle, locked it, and then happily went out to find Zhang Hansheng.

Jiang Che followed them out to take a look, and only after seeing that they had gone far away did he nod to Jiang Yun Ning.

"Sister," Jiang Yunning said briefly, "You can report child abuse to the authorities. If you want to go, I can help you."

Wang Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and then her brows furrowed.

The courtyard was quiet, except for the sound of Daya taking small bites of her meat bun.

"Never mind," Wang Qingqing shook her head.

Jiang Yun Ning was not surprised.

She knew that women in this era were taught from a young age to regard their husbands as their heaven.

Having been oppressed for too long, standing up is not so easy.

Jiang Yuning didn't continue. She took out twenty coins from her pocket and stuffed them into her hand: "Your mother-in-law will definitely ask you for money when she comes back. Give this to her then."

He then took out two taels of loose silver: "Keep these two taels of silver safe for yourself."

She was very thoughtful; she even took Old Lady Zhang into account.

Wang Qingqing was somewhat surprised and immediately tried to push it back.

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Daya. How can a child be this thin?" Jiang Yun Ning said urgently.

But as soon as I said it, I realized I had spoken too harshly.

She was just an outsider, so Wang Qingqing naturally felt more sorry for Daya than she did.

Wang Qingqing nodded with red eyes and stuffed two taels of silver directly into her sock. She put the other twenty coins in her sleeve.

She sighed, then took out ten coins and gave them to Daya: "Daya, this is the ten coins your aunt told you to give you last time. If Grandma asks for them, just give them to her."

Just don't get beaten up.

Jiang Yuning then dressed Daya in new clothes and took a look at them.

"It's alright, not big."

It's just that Da Ya is too thin and can't fill out the position.

This was the first time Da Ya had ever worn new clothes, and she happily twirled around the yard several times. Then she threw herself into Wang Qingqing's arms, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Jiang Yun Ning.

The fear and timidity in their eyes were replaced by a sense of closeness.

"You're back," Jiang Che said, noticing Zhang's footsteps.

Jiang Yunning nodded and quickly added, "Sister Qingqing, we're heading back now. If you need any help, just have someone pass on a message to me."

"Wife." Zhang Hansheng greeted with a grin as he entered the door.

He had heard from Old Lady Zhang last time that Jiang Yuning seemed very wealthy and even had an oxcart. Upon hearing that Jiang Yuning was coming, he immediately dropped the paper leaves he was holding and rushed back.

When I got to the door, sure enough, there was an oxcart. There were several empty wooden barrels on it, but I didn't know what they were for.

"I heard from Mother that my period has started?" he exclaimed.

Jiang Yun quietly observed Zhang Hansheng.

He wasn't very tall, and he looked like an honest person, but his eyes would bulge out when he smiled.

"This must be my cousin?" Zhang Hansheng turned his head and his smile froze for a moment when he saw Jiang Yun Ning.

He had only met her once, and after so many years, he could no longer remember what Jiang Yun Ning looked like.

Jiang Yun Ning in front of him had fair skin and bright eyes, and you couldn't tell at all that she grew up in a village.

"Brother-in-law," Jiang Yun Ning called out, without exchanging many pleasantries.

Jiang Che took a few steps and stood between the two: "Brother-in-law, you're back pretty quickly."

Zhang Hansheng smiled.

How could I not hurry? I was afraid that if I came back late, all the meat buns would be eaten.

"Wife, quickly pour water for your sister and brother-in-law," Zhang Hansheng called out, then invited them inside, saying, "Come in and sit down."

Jiang Yun Ning shook her head, somewhat reluctant to talk to him. She turned and glanced at Jiang Che.

Jiang Che instantly understood what she meant: "No need, we have other things to do, we'll be leaving now. Don't bother."

Such perfect teamwork made Jiang Yun Ning smile happily.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Old Mrs. Zhang was still looking at the new clothes on Daya, thinking of asking what the two of them did for a living, and why they were buying a new set of clothes.

This is much more expensive than those few meat buns.

"Yes, you've come all this way, have a meal before you leave," Zhang Hansheng also urged.

It's not that I value family ties that much; I mainly want to find out how to make money.

After all, these days, nobody visits relatives by giving clothes as gifts.

"No, I still have a lot of things to do at home." Jiang Che waved his hand and helped Jiang Yun Ning onto the oxcart.

"Sister Qingqing." Jiang Yunning turned back to look at her with concern, "If you're free, bring Daya to my house to play with me."

At the very least, the family can provide for them, mother and daughter, so they don't have to worry about what others think.

As the oxcart drove away, the smile on Old Lady Zhang's face had long since vanished.

"What's with all this money-losing brat wearing new clothes?" She turned around and glared fiercely at Daya: "Take them off."

Wang Qingqing protected Daya: "Mom, my sister bought these clothes for Daya."

"Mom," Zhang Hansheng said, unusually, "We only have one child, let her wear it. Tomorrow, take her out for a walk and let the neighbors see that we have money to buy Daya new clothes."

He always cared about his image, and this was a good opportunity to let his neighbors see that he wasn't poor.

Hearing him say that, Grandma Zhang didn't insist anymore.

Back in the courtyard, I closed the door.

"Your sister must have given you money, right?" She looked at Wang Qingqing with a domineering expression: "Hand over the money."

Wang Qingqing lowered her head and looked meek, still appearing as if she dared not resist, and reluctantly took out twenty copper coins from her sleeve.

Grandma Zhang clicked her tongue, somewhat disdainfully: "Just a few coins? That's only enough to buy a pound of pork."

They even drive oxcarts; they give you twenty coins for a single trip.

"That's quite a lot. I even bought Daya a new outfit." Wang Qingqing didn't want to hear Jiang Yunning say that.

Just by touching the fabric of this outfit, you can tell it costs two or three hundred coins, not to mention the buns and pastries.

The mere mention of the clothes made Old Lady Zhang angry; she snorted and headed towards the main room.

Wang Qingqing had just breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her turn back.

"Da Ya. What about you? Did I give you some money too?" She remembered that Jiang Yun Ning had said last time that he would give Da Ya ten coins as long as she gained weight.

During this time, she made sure Daya drank plenty of water.

"Yes...yes." Daya handed over all the copper coins in her hand.

Grandma Zhang was finally satisfied: "Hansheng, come here quickly, your mother saved some meat buns for you."

Zhang Hansheng grunted in agreement, glanced at Wang Qingqing, and then followed her.

It was already late afternoon when Jiang Yun Ning and the other person returned to the village.

Fortunately, they bought a few extra steamed buns, and the two of them ate some on the way.

Jiang Yun Ning glanced at the new house as she passed by.

Everyone was busy, and Jiang Mancang didn't cause any more trouble.

No sooner had Jiang Che entered the yard than he took the wooden buckets to the backyard to wash them, and then Yang Guizhi arrived with a basket.

"Cuihua, I've come to deliver some wooden steamed buns," she called out.

Wang Cuihua responded and weighed it: "Ten catties in total, twenty coins."

In the past, Yang Guizhi would take the money and leave immediately, but today she lingered.

"Cuihua, you see how busy your family is right now, how about I come and help you out? I'll pay you ten or eight coins a day." As she spoke, her eyes kept glancing towards the kitchen.

But all that could be seen were Aunt Hua and Old Lady Liu picking vegetables; there was no sign of the wooden steamed bun.

Jiang Yunning was speechless after hearing this.

"A weasel actually paying New Year's greetings to a chicken?" She walked out, giving Yang Guizhi a mocking look.