After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

Chapter 251 Taking to the Streets

Sister Ya made a face at her back, and Jing Niang laughed angrily: "Is she still reasonable?"

Jiang Wancheng looked at Wen Chaoyan helplessly, "Am I being too ungrateful?"

She really had no intention of confronting Yun Nian at first. After all, Wen Chaoyan's survival was more important than anything else.

But this Yun Nian insisted on arguing about right and wrong, and once again insulted him that it was embarrassing to go out. Jiang Wancheng, even a clay figure, should have a temper, so he became angry.

Wen Chaoyan: "Don't worry about it. The person who saved me is Xue Lizi. I have some old connections with him and have nothing to do with Yun Nian."

If it weren't for Xue Lizi's identity, Wen Chaoyan would really be impatient with this person.

In his eyes, Yun Nian didn't even have anything to do with male or female, he was just a person who had missed his business several times, which really made him unhappy.

He comforted Jiang Wancheng: "If it really bothers her, let's leave here earlier."

When Jing Niang heard this, she said, "You want to move out?"

Jiang Wancheng didn't know what Wen Chaoyan's next plan was, but it was only a matter of time before they moved out. After all, such a big family couldn't always live in Jingniang's yard.

Jiang Wancheng: "I'll tell you later when we decide. We are going to the streets, do you want to go with us?"

Jing Niang looked at their family of four, how could she find a place for herself?

Suddenly he said sourly: "Okay, you guys can go on your own. I will be accompanied by the two of them later, and I will also go to the streets to find out what kind of business should be done recently. I have to start doing it."

As she spoke, she winked at Jiang Wancheng, who smiled and nodded to show that she understood.

After taking to the street, Wen Chaoyan immediately found a stall selling masks.

Jiang Wancheng personally selected one for him, the mask of Bailong.

After hanging up, Sister Ya was the happiest one.

"Brother is so handsome, so handsome!"

Jiang Wancheng held his chin with his fingers and joked deliberately: "I'm just not fair, otherwise I would be really handsome."

Wen Chaoyan looked around, turned his head and asked her in a low voice: "Are you sure I'm not white either?"

Jiang Wancheng pushed him away in shame: "Bai, it's whiter than Bai He's legs!"

For a moment, the image of him covered in tendon and flesh appeared in my mind, but I wonder if those beautiful lines are still there now that he has lost a lot of weight?

She blushed under the curtain.

But Wen Chaoyan was heard snorting.

Jiang Wancheng was startled, and his face quickly turned pale.

"I-did I hurt you? I'm sorry, I-I'm so insignificant..."

Wen Chaoyan was convinced by Feng Lao's golden elixir, and now he is indeed in great condition.

But in fact, he suffered a lot of torture while in prison, so he suffered many new injuries.

Although they have all been treated and there are no major problems, there are some deeper injuries that have not fully recovered.

Jiang Wancheng's push just now happened to hit the iron wound on his body. It always festered and scarred, and then festered again, so there was still some pain.

Seeing her panic, Wen Chaoyan immediately held her little hand.

"Don't be afraid, I'm fine. Really. Otherwise, can I show you when I go back tonight?"

Seeing that he could still make fun of himself, Jiang Wancheng really thought it was nothing serious.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but then said: "Okay, show me tonight and I will apply the medicine for you!"

Seeing that she admitted the truth, Wen Chaoyan became a little doubtful.

After all, they were still on the street. Jiang Wancheng broke away from his fingers and pulled Sister Ya forward.

Fujun is worthy of being a county town, and its prosperity is naturally much more lively than Qingyang Town.

Moreover, the entire Fujun County is more than ten times larger than Qingyang Town, and there are countless things that Ya Jie'er and Wen Erlang have never seen before.

After watching the excitement for a while, Jiang Wancheng asked them to choose birthday gifts. Sister Ya asked for a pair of beautiful headdresses. After all, she is a little girl who loves beauty and likes all colorful things.

Wen Erlang asked for a pen bag.

It just looks a bit plain when you hold it in your hand.

Unexpectedly, Wen Erlang had already changed hands and handed it to Jiang Wancheng: "Sister, I want you to embroider bamboo on it, is that okay?"

Jiang Wancheng thinks this is a good idea.

However, both gifts are slightly shabby.

After all, it was Jiang Wancheng's first time to celebrate their birthdays, so he thought about it and said, "How about I give you and Sister Ya another injection?"

Luozi is something similar to a bag. It was a carry-on bag used by ancient people to carry items when they went out.

Although it is also possible to wrap it with cloth, the luozi was also a fashionable item in ancient times. If someone went out carrying a luozi, it would be quite honorable.

If Jiang Wencheng had just traveled through time, he would naturally not be able to do these things, but Jiang Wencheng, who had already experienced one life, was bored all day long in Zhuangzi, so naturally he learned some things from the maids on Zhuangzi.

Making two small loops is not a problem.

The two little ones jumped up with joy when they heard that Luozi was given as a birthday gift.

Later, Jiang Wancheng and others entered Buzhuang again.

Jiang Wancheng spent three taels of silver to buy several pieces of cloth with very comfortable texture, and planned to make two sets of spring shirts for everyone when he went back.

The weather is getting warmer day by day, I wear thicker clothes, and my whole body is covered with sweat when I move even a little bit.

After wandering around noon, the four of them were about to buy some more convenient food to take back home when suddenly there was a loud shouting in front of them.

Seeing this, Sister Ya took Wen Erlang and ran forward.

Seeing this, Jiang Wancheng had no choice but to chase after him: "Slow down!"

When he arrived at the busy place, Jiang Wancheng saw that it turned out to be a vendor's stall!

She frowned deeply. Although most of the trafficking activities were legal in this cannibalistic feudal dynasty, the impact of such blatant acts on the street was still too great for a modern person like her.

Jiang Wancheng didn't want to stay here any longer, so he looked back at Wen Chaoyan who was following behind him, and said in a low voice: "Let's go back quickly?"

Wen Chaoyan quietly held her wrist and said, "Okay."

The two of them were about to squeeze out with Wen Erlang and Sister Ya when they heard Sister Ya suddenly pointing at the human trafficking stall and shouting: "Sister, that sister is so beautiful!"

Jiang Wancheng took a look, but was shocked in his heart.

Why is it her?

Wen Chaoyan saw her expression and immediately asked, "Do you recognize it?"

This vendor's stall is located in a small square in the center.

At this moment, the square was crowded with men, women, and children kneeling on their knees.

However, it is also illegal to traffic in boys and girls under the age of ten. Unless the parents or elders of the family sell them personally or sell them themselves, such official traffickers will also sell abducted children at will. It is also a crime.

Therefore, the eldest person here is also a forty-year-old woman.

The youngest is eleven or twelve years old.

Most of them are young men and women with some labor force.

Among the group of soldees who were kneeling on the ground today, there was a young girl. Not only was her appearance extremely beautiful, but her figure was also very graceful and eye-catching.

She looked like she was about to cry, which immediately attracted many men present to covet her.

For a time, many people started bidding.

(End of this chapter)