The male supporting character was actually myself.

As long as he helps her trick the student into opening the door, and then Yongqiang comes in at night in the dark to take care of things, how can she possibly escape?

Now that she's married into our village, she has no right to speak.

A little girl with no relatives or friends can't cause any trouble.

Then you can take good care of her, make her stay home and have a few more kids to take care of her in-laws, and your family's life will be even more prosperous!"

"Alright! I'll have his father talk to him personally tomorrow. This nephew listens to his uncle the most, hopefully he can help him marry the student, otherwise all these years of raising him will have been for nothing..."

…………

The two whispered amongst themselves, believing their design to be flawless. Next door, Jiang Chen lay on the newly renovated kang (heated brick bed), listening intently from the perspective of the Soul Weapon, without missing a single word. Then, he took out the script and glanced at it.

No wonder the script wasn't touched after completing the first task. It turns out that no matter what kind of person He Yongqiang is, as long as the original owner obediently takes his place to go on a blind date with Liao Yuzhou, the groom will be replaced on their wedding night, without affecting the future course of events at all.

The matchmaker really played a significant role; she probably ruined countless girls with this trick.

He figured out his next move, put away the script, and drifted off to sleep peacefully.

[Mission: Go on the blind date in He Yongqiang's place and get the female lead, Liao Yuzhou, to agree to the marriage. Reward: One-time use B-grade item x1]

Sure enough, the main system issued a task early the next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

After getting up and washing up, Jiang Chen took a deluxe chicken cutlet rice from the food maker. It was probably because the original owner had always eaten whole grains and never had meat, and this body was too lacking in oil and water, so he craved meat early in the morning.

The fragrant rice is topped with plenty of sauce and crispy chicken, and served with leafy greens, making it look incredibly appetizing.

He was eating heartily with his bowl in hand when he saw a thin, yellow dog slowly wandering in the fields not far away. In those days, grain yields were low and irrigation rates were not high, so most of the time people depended on the weather for their livelihood. Many guard dogs that no one wanted to keep became stray dogs that roamed everywhere.

This stray dog's fur was all matted, and its back was so dirty that you could see its skeleton. It was so pitiful that a gust of wind could blow it away.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Jiang Chen saw that the stray dog ​​looked pitiful, so he whistled and called it over. He then casually poured the remaining half of the chicken cutlet and rice from his bowl into a broken basin. "Eat up, you must not have had a full meal in a long time."

The yellow dog smelled the aroma of rice and meat, rushed forward and wolfed it down, stretching its neck and finishing the food in just a few bites. Then it stuck out its tongue, wagged its tail at him, and seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Even a dog knows to wag its tail after being fed, but some people are not even as good as dogs."

He couldn't help but sigh as he recalled the original owner's many grievances. Then he ordered a boneless braised pork knuckle from the food maker, went to the simple kitchen, found a large bowl in the cupboard, poured it in, and placed it in the yard. "Eat up. You can only grow strong if you eat your fill. If you're hungry and can't find anything to eat in the future, come to me. At least I can make sure you have enough to eat."

The yellow dog wagged its tail even more enthusiastically, munching on the meat without even lifting its head.

Jiang Chen found an iron basin, filled it with water, and placed it aside. Then he went to tidy up the vegetable garden in the yard. Just as he was about to take out some environmentally friendly, formaldehyde-free white paint from his spatial storage to paint the house, the gate opened and the voice of He Yongqiang's father, who was also the original owner's uncle, came from inside: "Jiang Chen, have you eaten yet?"

As He Gousheng walked into the courtyard, he could vaguely smell the aroma of meat.

He looked around and saw a dirty, smelly, and skinny yellow dog slowly licking water from an iron basin in the yard. The simple kitchen, which could be seen at a glance, was cold and deserted. He couldn't help but curse himself for being so greedy for meat.

The wheat harvest was just finished, and the little bit I gave my nephew wasn't even enough to feed him for three months. Where would he get the money to buy meat?

"You got a dog?" He Gousheng grinned, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "It's so skinny, can you even cook two ounces of meat out of it?"

Jiang Chen looked up at him but didn't say anything.

He Gousheng was used to it. His nephew was honest and introverted, and he wouldn't say a word even if you hit him with a stick. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to control him so easily for so many years.

"I have something to tell you." He stared at the yellow dog that had finished drinking water and was lying motionless on the ground, thinking to himself that the animal was probably starving to death, and that it was only drinking a few sips of water to fill its stomach at his nephew's place.

When they're half-dead and too weak to bite, you can catch them, skin them, and boil them to satisfy your cravings. Dog meat is so delicious!

He Gousheng was so engrossed in thinking that he almost forgot why he had come here, and he kept swallowing his saliva.

The yellow dog that had been starving and on the verge of death suddenly appeared as a large, steaming chunk of dog meat.

Jiang Chen coldly observed his undisguised greed, secretly pondering what kind of ending to arrange for him. After a while, He Gousheng finally came to his senses and continued the previous topic, "I have something to tell you. The matchmaker in the village has found a partner for your brother. Everything is settled, but they still need to meet in person as a formality."

Your brother hasn't been feeling well these past couple of days and hasn't been able to move much, so I was thinking of asking you to go and help him out for a walk.

You don't need to say anything, just say that you are He Yongqiang and stand there so people can take a look.

If a girl is talking to you, talk less and listen more so as not to upset her...

Following his wife's instructions, which she rambled on and on for a long time, He Gousheng finally finished stating his demands.

"I'm not going." Jiang Chen said indifferently, "They want to meet He Yongqiang, not me. Wouldn't it be fraudulent to stand in for someone else on a blind date?"

Chapter Nine: Let's Go on a Blind Date!

"Hey? You little brat!" Upon hearing that his nephew dared to disobey orders, He Gousheng immediately lifted his foot to take off his shoe and prepare to hit the sole.

Jiang Chen took two steps back and looked at the other person's dark, grimy ankles and greasy, dirty shoes with disgust. He thought that if the other person dared to take off his shoes and release the poison, he would have to throw him out of the yard immediately!

"You little brat, you think you've got wings now?" He Gousheng saw him backing away and mistakenly thought the other person was backing down as usual, so he cursed angrily, "Damn it, you're acting like you're taking advantage of me just because I asked you to do something? If you dare not go today..."

He then prepared to take off his shoes.

This nephew was honest and simple-minded, and dared not fight back when beaten. So whenever He Gousheng was in a bad mood, he would always take the sole of his shoe and beat him up without any warning to vent his anger.

“Okay, I’ll go!” Jiang Chen took another step back, staring at his shoes warily.

He was certainly not afraid of him in terms of strength, but those feet and shoes were just too disgusting. In addition, he had a mission and needed to see Liao Yuzhou before making any further plans, so he readily agreed.

He Gousheng looked smug, feeling that he had once again suppressed his nephew's arrogance and won a victory.

Just like his wife said, his temper was tempered when he was young, and then he was suppressed and disciplined when he grew up. Just like taming livestock, over time, his nephew was tamed into an obedient ox, obeying orders without question and never daring to say another word.

Sure enough, it needs to be polished and repaired every now and then.

“Your clothes…” He Gousheng was about to leave when he remembered that he had to dress decently for the blind date, otherwise he would scare away the beautiful female student and lose out. So he turned around and carefully looked at his nephew and found that he was wearing a new outfit!

Why didn't I notice the details when I first came in?

My nephew, who is nearly 1.8 meters tall, is a bit thin and looks pale, but his hair is neat and tidy. He is wearing a white shirt, a brand new pair of black pants, and the most popular sneakers at the moment. He looks energetic, stylish and fashionable.

"Oh? You bought new clothes?" He didn't think he'd seen this style before in the county town, but judging from his feeling, it definitely wouldn't be cheap!

Jiang Chen was too lazy to make an excuse, so he replied perfunctorily, "Well, I traded it for the newly harvested wheat."

Damn it! He cursed him inwardly, calling him an idiot. He only cared about looking good after exchanging wheat for clothes, but what would he eat afterward? He'd probably have to drink cornmeal porridge and eat potatoes, sweet potatoes, and wild vegetables again.

To get new clothes, he has to eat coarse grains for a year and may even go hungry. Just thinking about it makes me think my nephew is incredibly foolish!

However, he wasn't stupid and couldn't be manipulated at will. He Gousheng was secretly gloating, and his face was full of mockery. "Alright, this outfit is fine. Wear this later. Remember, it's better to say nothing than to say anything carelessly. If you ruin the wedding, I'll beat you with my shoe!"

Before the other party could reply, He Gousheng, who was in a hurry to get to the card table, flicked the ash from his cigarette, put the few remaining cigarettes in his mouth, glanced at Huang Gou as if nothing had happened, and left humming a little tune.

Jiang Chen went over and took a look. No wonder the yellow dog looked listless and lazy. It had finished the whole braised pork knuckle and even licked the big bowl clean.

"You should go now that you're full. That guy's up to no good. I have to go out later, so don't let him find a chance to kill you and stew you." He patted the yellow dog's head; the poor little guy was so thin that it was all skin and bones, and it was hard to touch.

The yellow dog was clearly stuffed; it looked up at him and whimpered softly twice.

"Are you full?" Jiang Chen twitched his lips and had no choice but to rummage through his space again to find some stomach-strengthening and digestive pills. He didn't know if they would work, but he fed the dog two pills anyway, and the yellow dog obediently ate them with smacking sounds.

He glanced at it and saw that the house the original owner lived in was a piece of vacant land that his parents received after they got married and divided the family property.

In the early years, the couple worked hard from dawn till dusk and built three main rooms and one east wing. Since the death of their parents, the original owner had been living in the westernmost north room. The furniture and belongings in the other rooms were all moved away piece by piece by He Gousheng, leaving the place empty except for the doors and windows.

"Alright, you can't run like this, so let me find you a place to rest first." Jiang Chen got up and opened the rusty door of the east wing. The empty house had some spider webs hanging from the wooden beams, and the mud floor wasn't damp, but there was a layer of fine dust floating everywhere.

Although the old-fashioned door was somewhat worn, it was quite sturdy. The thick, solid iron hooks were a bit long, so even when locked, the door could still be opened with a not-so-small gap.

In her memory, the original owner would often squeeze through the gap at the threshold to find the biscuits and rice cakes that her mother hid in the east wing when she was a child.

The solid wood lattice window, handcrafted by the original owner's father, had never been opened, but it remained quite sturdy. Unless someone used a hammer to break it open, it would be difficult to open the latches locked from the outside.

"This room will do. You can stay here for half a day." Jiang Chen found a tattered curtain and made it into a makeshift shelter. He locked the door, opened a crack, and pointed. "You can come and go as you please. Just be smart and don't poop or pee in here. If that guy tries to catch you, remember to bite if you need to and run if you need to. Saving your life is the most important thing."

The yellow dog whimpered twice, but it was unclear whether it understood.

But Chinese rural dogs are known for their intelligence and wit, and leaving behind a piece of their soul weapon to guard the house shouldn't be a problem.

Not long after settling the yellow dog, Qian Shuandi and the matchmaker came over with loud voices and beaming smiles. They said a bunch of nonsense, with threats and instructions. Jiang Chen followed the matchmaker out of the village without saying a word.

"This outfit is really nice, it must be quite expensive, right?" The matchmaker, who was always on the go in the village, was quite knowledgeable. She could tell at a glance that the fabric and workmanship were of the highest quality. She thought to herself that the He family had really gone to great lengths to marry a beautiful female student, willing to buy such expensive new clothes for their nephew.

He Jiangchen is indeed very attractive, and this beautiful outfit makes her hard to look away from.

"You're such a pity!" Seeing that he didn't speak and still didn't like to talk, the matchmaker walked away talking to herself, "You're not getting any younger, don't you even think about your own future?"

As the saying goes, "If you're willing to risk your life, you can even bring down an emperor."

You do so much farm work all by yourself and still get bullied by Gou Sheng's family every day. When will this hardship end? What young woman would dare to live with you?

If you ask me, we should make a scene! Your He family is a small clan in the village, and there aren't many people in your clan. If you really want to fight back, who can stop you? Everyone in the village knows that they've been bullying you, a kid. But you're willing to do it, aren't you? If you make a fuss, won't the village chief and the Party secretary step in and do something about it?

Hey, slow down! Don't go to the side!

Walk in the middle of the road, so that branches or something won't scratch your new clothes. You won't be able to explain it when you get home. These new clothes cost a fortune; if they get even the slightest bit dirty or damaged, won't your uncle and aunt be heartbroken? You'll definitely get a beating!

Remember, don't give yourself away when you get to Walnut Valley.

When the time comes, just say you're He Yongqiang. If the girl asks you any questions, just say so; if you don't, don't make things up..."

The matchmaker's mouth never stopped chattering all the way, until they were almost in Walnut Valley, when she finally stopped her incoherent gossip and patiently reminded him not to mess things up.

Jiang Chen nodded and looked at the matchmaker, who was tidying her hair and carefully brushing the dust off her clothes, with a scrutinizing gaze. She had already made a clear judgment about her—a sophisticated egoist.

Speak human language to human beings and ghost language to ghosts; put profit first and everything else aside.

After tidying herself up, the matchmaker caught her breath and walked into a clean little courtyard first. "Auntie, busy already?"

How could it be him in Chapter Ten?

Li Tiantian's mother-in-law was airing out her grandson's diapers when she saw Li Tiantian come in. She put down what she was doing with a smile, peeked out the door, and said, "That young man outside is him..."

"Since Liao was willing to meet and see how it goes, I brought her along!"

The matchmaker beamed, lying without batting an eye, "See what I told you? I really only chose the best families to marry her off to."

"Auntie, take a closer look. Just look at the clothes they wear every day. Can ordinary families like ours compare?"

As she spoke, she waved for Jiang Chen to come in, "Qiangzi, what are you being shy about? Come in quickly, this is Aunt Zhang. Liao is staying here for a few days to help out. Auntie, where's Liao?"

Jiang Chen entered and greeted everyone. Li Tiantian's mother-in-law took a closer look at the polite, good-looking, and well-dressed young man and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Their daughter-in-law naturally didn't say anything in front of the matchmaker, and Liao, being shy, only subtly expressed her doubts. After the matchmaker left, Tian Tian's description of He Yongqiang's appearance was truly not good. But the one standing in front of her now was truly one in a million with a handsome face.

That's really strange!

"They're inside drawing flower patterns with Tiantian. You two come into the middle room, sit down, and have some water. I'll go call them." Li Tiantian's mother-in-law was full of doubt.

He thought to himself that either his daughter-in-law had chosen the wrong person, or the matchmaker had played a trick on him by bringing up a fake to deceive him into marriage!

She ushered the two into the main room, poured hot water into a teacup, and then lifted the curtain to enter the next room.