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

That evening, Jiang Che took paper and pen and sat quietly next to Jiang Anhe, copying books.

Jiang Yuning watched from the side, propping her head up, and felt that the saying on the internet was true.

A man is most handsome when he's serious.

Her gaze was so intense that Jiang Che couldn't concentrate and made several mistakes in writing.

"Could you please stop staring at me like that?" he asked, somewhat embarrassed.

Jiang Yun Ning raised an eyebrow, her face full of mockery: "You said you'd follow me during the day, but you won't let me see you at night?"

Unsurprisingly, Jiang Che's neck turned red.

"Sigh, a man's words are like a devil's lies." Jiang Yun Ning deliberately stood up with a look of disappointment, but before she could lift her foot, her wrist was grabbed.

Jiang Che stammered, "I didn't lie to you. It's just that you're making me a little embarrassed."

A strange feeling slowly took hold of Jiang Yun Ning's heart, and she suddenly shivered.

It's over.

Jiang Che, that scoundrel, seems to know just how handsome his face is.

How did she start exuding charm?

"Just talk, why...why are you touching me?" Jiang Yun Ning's eyes darted away as she pulled his hand away and ran back to her room.

She leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

The next second, I realized that my performance just now had revealed my weakness.

If only I had watched more idol dramas back in modern times, I wouldn't be so inexperienced at flirting with men, and instead, I would have been the one flirted with.

In the courtyard, Jiang Anhe's eyes darted around, and he lay on the table biting the pen handle, his dimples appearing and disappearing on his face.

"Uncle."

He suddenly spoke, startling Jiang Che, who couldn't help but swallow to calm himself: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Anhe blinked: "Why did you blush when you held your aunt's hand?"

Jiang Che was speechless, unsure how to respond.

"My daddy holds my mommy's hand, but he doesn't." Jiang Anhe tilted her head in confusion, reaching out her chubby little hand to grab Jiang Che's hand that was on the table.

Jiang Che was puzzled.

"Why didn't my uncle blush when he held my hand?"

The child's innocent words made Jiang Che feel awkward again, and he could only awkwardly say, "Hurry up and write, it's already very late. Be careful you don't have trouble getting up tomorrow morning."

As the sun and moon turned, Jiang Che woke up early and decided to put on a sleeveless sweatshirt and go to the courtyard to practice boxing.

The creaking of the wooden door came from outside, and Jiang Yuntian, who had been woken up by the urge to urinate, yawned as he walked out.

"Brother-in-law, aren't you tired? Getting up so early to practice boxing?" He scratched his head, but didn't even bother to listen to Jiang Che's reply, and hurriedly ran to the outhouse.

Jiang Che was somewhat disappointed, but he still didn't give up.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Cuihua came out and, upon seeing him, exclaimed, "It's so good to be young."

Finally, the door to Jiang Yun Ning's room rang. Jiang Che was a little excited and moved even more quickly, his arm muscles bulging.

"I'm so sleepy."

Jiang Yunning stretched and walked out in a daze.

His mind wasn't clear yet; he just stood there, stunned.

"Jiang Che, have you finished cleaning the pigsty?"

In the past, the first thing Jiang Che did after getting up was to take a broom and sweep the pigsty, and then take the clothes she had changed out of yesterday to wash.

Despite her repeated rejections, Jiang Che remained unmoved.

"you."

Jiang Che paused, turned around and looked at her, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

He felt a sense of frustration, like someone who had gone to great lengths to dress up and seduce a blind man.

What exactly is wrong?

Jiang Che began to reflect, but he never expected that Jiang Yun Ning had simply gotten up too early and her brain was still not fully awake.

There are quite a few people in the village in the morning, most of them going to work in the fields early while it's still cool, so they can go home and cool off when it gets hot.

Under the big willow tree at the village entrance, some villagers gathered again.

"Hey, Yun Ning, going to town again?"

"Wow, Yun Ning is so capable!"

Jiang Yunning greeted him with a smile, without saying anything more.

Not long after they passed by, the flattering tone instantly changed.

"And what's so amazing about that? A girl earning so much money? And building a house? Who knows where that money came from?"

"Exactly, how did she turn those wooden steamed buns into that cool, refreshing ice jelly? I tried making it at home several times but couldn't get it right."

"Who knows? She just happened to stumble upon it by chance."

Zhang Sangou leaned against a tree trunk, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, listening to their gossiping. Only when the oxcart was almost out of sight did he spit out the grass and follow.

He followed Jiang Che all the way to Zuixianlou, watching him carry a large wooden barrel inside and then quickly come out carrying an empty one.

Zhang Sangou's eyes darted around, and after everyone left, he went inside for a look and sure enough, he saw a large bucket of ice jelly.

"That idiot Zhang Shu, why did he have to fall out with Jiang Yun Ning? Couldn't he just do the same thing as Zui Xian Lou?"

He muttered something, then went to Qingshan Academy and called Zhang Shu out.

Zhang Sangou, who had been so disdainful just moments before, was now all smiles and fawning: "Uncle, I've found out. That ice jelly is made from wooden steamed buns. Jiang Yunning has been collecting wooden steamed buns lately."

Zhang Shu's initially excited face turned speechless after hearing the story.

"I knew it was made of wooden buns a long time ago."

He now regrets giving Zhang Ergou 100 coins, which led him to inquire about ice jelly.

He only inquired about things he already knew.

"I just went to Zuixianlou with her; she even supplies Zuixianlou," Zhang Ergou added.

Zhang Shu raised an eyebrow: "The goods at Zuixianlou are supplied by Jiang Yunning?"

Can he do it too?

Zhang Shu frowned and pondered, but quickly rejected the idea.

He and Jiang Yuning had already fallen out. He was too ashamed to discuss cooperation.

Zhang Shu was somewhat conflicted, but he quickly came up with a solution.

"Here's what we'll do: when she's setting up her stall, you can cause her some trouble. I'll arrange for someone to buy the ones she can't sell at a lower price."

Zhang Ergou assumed he wanted to take the rest and sell them himself, so he didn't think much of it.

"Okay, don't worry, Uncle, I'll definitely handle it perfectly for you."

After he finished speaking, he smiled expectantly and said, "Well, cousin, you see, once this is done, I'll..."

He was about the same age as Zhang Shu, but a generation younger. Both were descendants of the Zhang family, but Zhang Shu lived in town and ran a shop and canteen, while he lived in the village and had nothing.

Now that Zhang Shu has finally taken the initiative to contact him and ask for his help, he certainly can't just accept a hundred coins as a token of his concern.

Zhang Shu glanced at him sideways, feeling a sense of disgust.

But for now, they still needed him, so he patted him on the shoulder: "Er Gou, don't worry. Although we're several generations removed from each other, as long as this matter is settled, I'll find you another wife, how about that?"

He had known for a long time that Zhang Ergou made a living by selling his wife to have children, but a few days ago Zhang Ergou's wife died on the delivery bed.

Zhang Ergou's only source of income has now been cut off.

"Alright!" Zhang Ergou's eyes narrowed with delight.

With a wife, there will be someone to do the work and someone to earn money.

Zhang Shu glanced at him, gave a wry smile, and left.

He needed to go back to Anning Town; his son was sick and had become mentally impaired. The fortune teller said he needed to find a girl whose birth chart matched his son's to be his child bride. Coincidentally, there was such a girl in his own family.

The last time I went, the negotiation went well. Although I asked for five taels, it was a direct buyout, so there were no worries about the future.

Today is the day to pick them up.