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

Yang Guizhi felt guilty under her gaze: "Yun Ning, I just felt that your family is too busy right now. We're family after all."

"What's wrong? Does Jiang Mancang think that if hard tactics don't work, we should try soft ones?" Jiang Yun Ning wasn't fooled at all.

Yang Guizhi waved her hands repeatedly, hurriedly explaining, "No, no. How could that be?"

She gave a dry laugh, her eyes starting to dart around nervously.

"You just delivered ten catties of wooden buns, which can be sold for twenty coins. You only need to spend two or three hours on the mountain to earn that. Yet you're willing to come and work a day for just ten or eight coins."

Jiang Yun Ning smiled at her, "Do you think you're the kind of person who would ask for less money for the sake of family?"

Yang Guizhi was stunned. She never expected that she would fail at this step.

She said back then that ten coins a day was too little.

But Jiang Mancang insisted that Jiang Yunning would only fall for it if there was a bargain to be had.

That's good now.

"Well," Yang Guizhi forced a smile, still wanting to argue further, "I've changed, haven't I?"

Jiang Yun Ning was too lazy to pay her any attention and simply told her to leave: "Forget it, I know what kind of person you are. Get out of here, or if you dare to try anything again, don't blame me for not taking your wooden buns back."

"No, no, no!" Upon hearing this, Yang Guizhi quickly turned around and left.

She's making money off these wooden steamed buns now.

Wang Cuihua pursed her lips and spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"Does he really think everyone else is a fool? Jiang Mancang always thinks he's so smart."

It goes without saying that this was Jiang Mancang's idea.

Jiang Yunning grabbed Wang Cuihua's arm and led her into the house: "Don't pay them any mind, they're just jealous."

It was getting late, and Jiang Yuning was busy making brown sugar water because she would have to go to town to set up her stall soon.

The kitchen was stuffy and hot, but the thought of earning half a tael of silver in less than two hours by setting up a stall made the heat and stuffiness seem bearable.

Many people came to deliver wooden steamed buns, and Jiang Yun Ning put the boiled sugar water aside to cool.

Jiang Che, having finished washing the wooden tub, came over and asked, "Is the pig about to give birth? I can feel its belly dropping."

Jiang Yun Ning hummed in agreement and teased, "What's wrong? Have you developed feelings for the pigs from feeding them every day?"

Jiang Che was speechless and pursed his lips helplessly.

Sometimes I really want to crack open Jiang Yun Ning's head and see what's inside. Why does she always say things that are so baffling?

"Jiang Che?"

Song Mingzhen was surprised to see Jiang Che here today, and quickly walked forward.

Jiang Yun Ning turned to look at her, but did not move.

"Stay away from me." Jiang Che took a few steps back, creating some distance, and then walked directly to Jiang Yun Ning's side.

It was as if he was demonstrating his loyalty to Jiang Yun Ning through his actions.

Song Mingzhen lowered her eyes, a hint of disappointment in her gaze, and asked with a touch of resentment, "Why are you avoiding me?"

She had been delivering wooden buns for many days in a row, but she never saw Jiang Che. She felt that Jiang Che was deliberately avoiding her, or perhaps Jiang Yun Ning did not allow Jiang Che to speak to her.

Thinking this, Song Mingzhen's gaze towards Jiang Yunning also carried a hint of resentment.

"Look at you, so stingy. Can't you even let Jiang Che say a word to me?" She glared angrily at Jiang Yun Ning.

Jiang Yun Ning looked puzzled and pointed to her face: "Me?"

She didn't do anything at all! She didn't even open her mouth!

What's wrong? You won't even let me breathe?

"Are you out of your mind..." Jiang Yun Ning had just started to speak when Jiang Che interrupted him from behind.

"It's my own fault for not wanting to talk to you." He looked at Song Mingzhen with some disdain, then mustered up his courage to take Jiang Yun Ning's hand: "I already have a family, I can't get too close to other women."

This action surprised not only Song Mingzhen, but even Jiang Yunning.

"My wife gets jealous." Jiang Che didn't dare turn around, only feeling Jiang Yun Ning's astonished gaze fixed on his back.

Fortunately, the hand I was holding didn't pull away.

Jiang Yun Ning realized that he was using her as a shield. She immediately grabbed Jiang Che's arm, looking at him affectionately.

"Yes. My husband is too handsome, I have to keep a close eye on him to prevent him from being seduced by some vixen."

Song Mingzhen opened her mouth again and again, but couldn't say a word.

Jiang Che turned around and looked at Jiang Yun Ning with a serious expression: "I won't. I'll only follow you."

Jiang Yun Ning felt something was off about the sincere look in Jiang Che's eyes, but before she could think about it, Jiang Che had already turned his head away.

The next second, she looked at Song Mingzhen in a completely different tone: "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Song Mingzhen hesitated for a moment, then lifted the cloth covering the basket, revealing a basket full of steamed buns. She asked very shyly, "Jiang Che, could you weigh them for me?"

She refused to believe that there was any man who wouldn't cheat.

Jiang Che instinctively reached out to take it, his hand moving before his mind did.

No, Jiang Yun Ning will be unhappy, won't she?

Should we let Jiang Yunning take the call? That doesn't seem like a good idea either.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Che was engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

"Mother!" he called out to the kitchen, "Someone's here to sell wooden buns."

Jiang Yun Ning was even more confused by his behavior. She and Jiang Che were both in the yard, so why did he have to call for another person?

Hearing the commotion, Wang Cuihua came out to weigh and pay, then hurriedly went back to process the wooden steamed buns.

Jiang Yun Ning's gaze kept darting back and forth on Jiang Che, making Jiang Che feel a little nervous.

Did she figure out his feelings? Will she praise him for being tactful?

Instead of Jiang Yun Ning's praise, Jiang Che was met with Song Ming Zhen's question: "Jiang Che, do you hate me that much? You won't even take my basket?"

Jiang Che frowned: "Yeah, it's annoying."

He hated any woman who had designs on him, except for Jiang Yun Ning.

"I don't believe it!"

Song Mingzhen snorted and turned away.

Cursing all the way home, Granny Yang went to the river to wash clothes, and Old Man Song was nowhere to be found.

Only Song Minglang, with a stubble-covered face, sat in the courtyard, lost in thought.

"elder brother?"

Song Mingzhen was a little scared.

She didn't know what was going on. Her eldest brother, who used to be the most carefree and without any worries, had recently become acting strangely.

They often space out and are easily startled.

She didn't dare to shout loudly.

"Big brother?" Song Mingzhen called out again.

Song Minglang looked up, his eyes snapping back to reality.

"What are you doing?" he asked impatiently.

The repayment date was less than a month away, but Jiang Yun Ning completely ignored him.

These days, Song Minglang is filled with anxiety and unease, fearing that someone will come knocking on his door.

If the villagers find out, everything will be ruined.

Song Mingzhen was startled and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "No, it's nothing."

She had originally wanted to ask her older brother when he would be able to win over Jiang Yun Ning, but seeing his expression now, she didn't dare to say a word.

Song Minglang stood up and said, "I'm going out for a walk."

He walked along secluded spots until he saw Jiang Yuntian cutting through a wall.

Seeing that the house was taking shape, Song Minglang made up his mind once again.

No matter what, we have to rely on Jiang Yunning.

By then, not only will he be free of his debts, but this big house will also be his.

With that in mind, Song Minglang went to find Jiang Yunning again.

At this moment, Jiang Yuning was already packing the sugar water, preparing to set up her stall.

"Yun Ning!"

"Jiang Yunning!"

Song Minglang messed up his hair again, making him look even more weathered.

"How could you be so heartless!"

With his sharp ears, Jiang Che darted out in a flash, faster than Jiang Yun Ning who was still in the courtyard.

"What are you doing here again?" Jiang Che frowned, looking at Song Minglang with disgust.

But when I saw his face clearly, I was a little stunned.

Is this disheveled,颓废 person in front of me really Song Minglang?

Jiang Yun Ning stood behind Jiang Che, tilting her head to look at Song Ming Lang.

She didn't speak, but just watched him quietly, wondering what kind of scene was about to unfold.

Is this a self-inflicted injury ruse?