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

"Yun Ning. I really regret not cherishing you when you liked me."

With a look of deep affection, Song Minglang raised his arm and slowly walked towards Jiang Yunning.

"If you're willing to give me another chance, I'll definitely let you know how much I love you."

Jiang Yun Ning felt nauseous; at this moment, she finally understood how Jiang Che felt when he first stepped in pig manure.

It was an uncontrollable physiological reaction.

"You've lost your chance."

Jiang Che raised his foot, completely shielding Jiang Yun Ning behind him.

He hasn't gained Jiang Yun Ning's approval yet, and he won't allow anyone to poach his man.

"I don't believe it!" Song Minglang shook his head frantically, his tone extremely sad, and he truly seemed like a lovesick fool.

Jiang Che frowned, not wanting him to be in the way. He reached for the broom by the door and began sweeping outside.

Dust filled the air, and Song Minglang coughed up tears from the choking.

He knew Jiang Che was doing it on purpose, but he couldn't beat him in a fight, and if he stayed any longer, he would choke to death.

"You wait, there will come a time when you're not here! You're just a substitute! If I hadn't refused Jiang Yun Ning's offer, would it have been your turn?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Jiang Che moved even faster, almost swung the broom directly at Song Minglang's face.

Jiang Che only stopped after everyone had run far away.

Turning around, I saw Jiang Yun Ning smiling.

"Well done, Jiang Che."

She nodded repeatedly, preferring to take action rather than argue, and resolved the issue more cleanly and efficiently than she had.

Jiang Che had been worried that Jiang Yun Ning might soften because of these few words, but now, hearing the praise, his tense brows and eyes softened with a smile.

"I will protect you." He stood at the bottom of the steps, looking up at Jiang Yun Ning.

That look made Jiang Yun Ning's heart race.

I can't help but feel a pang of sadness. Facing such a face every day but not being able to touch or kiss it must be a kind of ordeal for her.

It was already quite late when we arrived at the entrance of Qingshan Academy, and the students inside were already starting to leave.

The two quickly set up their stall.

When Jiang Anhe came out, Zhang Manjin was following behind him, holding a book in his hand and looking somewhat unhappy.

"Auntie, Manjin wants to give me a book, but the teacher said it's very expensive. I don't want it." Jiang Anhe tugged at Jiang Yuning's clothes when there were fewer people around.

Zhang Manjin frowned: "It's not expensive! I bought it with my own pocket money. I want to give it to An He."

All his former friends had asked him for gifts. Only Jiang Anhe hadn't.

He felt that only by giving gifts could someone be considered a true friend.

After finally deciding what to give, Jiang Anhe refused.

"How much did you pay?" Jiang Yun Ning asked him.

"Two ounces." Zhang Manjin blinked.

He didn't think it was expensive.

Jiang Che looked at the two little ones and asked, "How about this, I'll take it back and copy it, then bring it back. That way you'll both have the same book. Is that okay?"

Jiang Anhe blinked and nodded quickly: "Okay."

Zhang Manjin pursed his lips, still not very happy: "Alright then."

He handed the book to Jiang Che, looking at Jiang Anhe with a resentful gaze.

"If I don't give you a gift, will you still be my friend?"

Jiang Anhe nodded: "Of course."

Jiang Yuning glanced at it and instantly guessed that Zhang Manjin must have been tricked into giving gifts by other children before, and thought that friendships were maintained through gifts.

"Manjin, you'll understand when you grow up. Friendships don't need money and gifts to maintain them." She bent down and reached out to pat Zhang Manjin's head.

Children without parents are truly pitiful.

But Zhang Manjin at least has a grandfather who loves him and a very good family background.

But Da Ya, despite having parents, seems to be living a worse life than Zhang Manjin.

Jiang Yun Ning sighed and served two bowls of ice jelly to the two little ones.

As the crowd began to disperse, Shen Yan strolled over leisurely.

"Young lady," he chuckled, raising his chin slightly, "that Zhang Shu from the cafeteria was spreading rumors at school today. He said your ice jelly isn't clean."

Jiang Yun Ning was stunned for a moment, so the reason she felt there were fewer students buying ice jelly earlier was not because they were tired of it, but because someone was trying to pin a smear on her.

Jiang Anhe looked up: "I didn't hear that."

"Back when you were in your introductory class, you probably hadn't even started running to the cafeteria yet." Shen Yan glanced at his short legs, making no attempt to hide the smile on his face.

Jiang Anhe didn't realize he was making fun of her short legs; she just frowned and said, "Hmph, you bad guy. I'm not going to eat in the cafeteria anymore. The food is awful; I've had diarrhea so many times."

Zhang Manjin also looked up from his bowl: "Right? I also think it doesn't taste good. I'm not going either."

Originally, Zhang Fu didn't want him to eat in the cafeteria, and arranged for someone to deliver meals to him every day. However, he only went to the cafeteria because Jiang Anhe was there, and he wanted to eat with her.

"An He," Jiang Yun Ning said seriously, "You ate the cafeteria food and got diarrhea?"

Jiang Anhe nodded: "Yeah, I went to the outhouse several times this afternoon, and the teacher is about to scold me."

He felt somewhat aggrieved.

"Why didn't you tell your aunt?" Jiang Yun Ning asked helplessly.

I originally thought that with the cafeteria, I wouldn't have to worry about being stuffy at lunchtime in the summer because I brought my own lunch. But I never expected that Zhang Shu, that bastard, would dare to skimp on the ingredients.

The problem is that a meal isn't cheap either. For a child as big as Jiang Anhe, a lunch costs more than twenty coins to fill him up.

Shen Yan became serious: "So, the last time I had diarrhea, it was from eating in the cafeteria?"

He thought it was because he was greedy for cold food and ate too much ice jelly.

Jiang Yun Ning was so angry she almost laughed. Zhang Shu was really crying wolf.

"Anhe, from now on, your aunt will bring you lunch on your way out. Come out and eat."

I'll be setting up my stall every day around noon anyway, so I can bring my lunch with me. I'm not worried about getting bored in my lunchbox all morning.

However, it's unacceptable for Zhang Shu to unfairly accuse her and hinder her from making money.

But now her family is busy building a house, and she's also busy making ice jelly.

Forget it.

Jiang Yunning sighed. "Let's leave it at that for now. We'll talk about it later."

She really didn't have the energy to deal with Zhang Shu right now, and hoped he could be content and behave himself.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Shen Yan felt this was not in line with Jiang Yun Ning's personality. Just as he was about to lean closer, Jiang Che pushed him away.

"Men and women should not touch each other. Stand further away." He frowned, his gaze towards Shen Yan filled with wariness.

Shen Yan curled his lip: "Young lady, your husband is so fierce. How could you have married such a shrewish man?"

Jiang Yun Ning smiled: "You're good-looking."

Shen Yan stroked his chin and looked closely at Jiang Che: "Hmm, he is indeed better looking than me."

Jiang Che remained calm, but his heart was pounding wildly.

Every time he heard Jiang Yuning praise him, he would blush and feel weak all over.

"Anhe, I'm leaving." Zhang Manjin stood up; the carriage that was there to pick him up had been waiting for a long time.

Jiang Anhe nodded: "I'll bring you something delicious tomorrow."

The two of them had just huddled together, whispering about what to eat tomorrow.

Everyone in the academy had left. Jiang Yun Ning looked at the half-full bucket of ice jelly left, tidied it up, and prepared to go back.

Zhang Shu, who had been hiding in the corner, watched the oxcart drive away before finally showing himself.

"Hmph, you think you can mess with me? You're still too green, you little brat."