Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 302: Eighteen Bends on the Mountain Road (7)

Later, Old Mrs. Dong expressed her gratitude more than once that she was lucky that she did not lose Dong Dajun when he was a child, otherwise the Dong family would have been extinct.

Faced with Dong Dajun's enthusiasm, Jiang Qiuchen didn't know what to do and could only stand there woodenly, eyes flickering, like an innocent little white rabbit.

Hearing her son say this, Mrs. Dong's critical eyes shifted to Jiang Qiuchen's face. After seeing her appearance, she snorted coldly.

"What's the point of being pretty? In this mountain, you'll be facing the earth and working hard every day."

"Even if she looks like a fairy, she still has to work in the fields for me!"

Jiang Qiuchen caught the flash of jealousy in Old Lady Dong's tone. After suffering here for so long, Old Lady Dong had long given up on maintaining her appearance.

When I was old and my looks faded, I saw a young and beautiful girl like a gardenia, and the unknown emotions in the corner emerged.

However, seeing her son's eager look like a dog seeing a bone, and Jiang Qiuchen's wooden look, she couldn't say that the other party was a seductive woman.

"That's right, your son is right. This little girl is so pretty. Although she is a little thinner, won't she gain weight after a while?"

"Look, the one I brought you today is only sixteen years old! What a beautiful age! Not to mention that it's an original product. How can those who have been shuffled for several times compare to it?"

"It's hard to find goods nowadays. I've been looking for this one for a long time. I still remember that you contacted me several times, so I brought it to you first. If you don't want it, I'll take it away. There are people who are begging for it later."

What Zhang San said was true. The crackdown outside was getting tighter and many places had become stricter, so it had become much harder for him to find sources of goods.

The reason why Jiang Qiuchen fell into his hands was due to his close relationship with the owner of the circus troupe.

If Mrs. Dong doesn't want it here, he can sell it somewhere else.

"But let me make it clear to you first. If you don't want to do it this time, I can't guarantee when I'll do it next time."

"One year, two years, it's not impossible. Your valley is very remote, I get tired every time I come here."

Old Mrs. Dong was already a little hesitant, and after hearing what Zhang San said, she became even more anxious. When she saw her son's pleading eyes, she could only nod in agreement helplessly.

"Okay, this is it. I'll go get the money for you. Wait a minute."

Old Mrs. Dong pounded her aching shoulders, walked quickly into the house, took the money, and then turned back.

Zhang San looked at the money in her hand and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Besides being a little thin, this girl shouldn't have any other problems, right?"

Old Mrs. Dong seemed a little worried and asked another question before handing over the money.

"Hey, are you still not confident in my ability to do things? Go to the village and ask around to see how the people I sent here are doing."

"I'm a businessman, I won't destroy my reputation!"

Zhang San had indeed sent many people back and forth to the village, and Old Mrs. Dong was also familiar with those young wives.

"Okay, count the money, is there anything wrong?"

After Zhang San took the money, he immediately spat on his hand and counted the money over and over again.

"Dale! That's right!"

"I've left the person to you. I have to hurry back."

Zhang San pushed the person beside him into Dong Dajun's arms, then walked away with the money without even looking back.

Watching him leave, Jiang Qiuchen didn't cry or make a fuss. She nestled in Dong Dajun's arms, quiet and peaceful, as if she were really a doll.

Dong Dajun was very happy, just like a child who suddenly got a new toy, looking at it again and again, liking it very much. Old Mrs. Dong thought it was a little strange, because in the past, when someone came to the village, they would all scream and howl, thinking of various ways to escape.

So today, he didn’t cry or make a fuss, and he hasn’t said a word until now.

Could he be a fool? Or a mute?!

Old Mrs. Dong was startled, and looking at the direction Zhang San left, she started to think quickly, wondering if it was too late to catch up with him.

"Hey, what's your name? Can you talk? Can you think smart?"

Old Mrs. Dong was really scared. Her own son was a fool. How would she live if another fool came along?

Jiang Qiuchen looked at the other person's expression, which was obviously looking at him as a fool, and resisted the urge to twitch the corners of his mouth.

Even if she had just cried and made a fuss, would they let her go?
Obviously not. The chances of being beaten and imprisoned are obviously much higher.

The reason why she didn't make trouble was that she knew too well the character of this place. Poor mountains and bad waters breed unruly people. If she resisted fiercely, she might be targeted and disciplined by the entire village.

Use your brain more and your hands less, and leave some escape routes for later.

"Granny, my name is Erya. I can speak and I'm not stupid."

Jiang Qiuchen was filled with disgust for this hellish place, and naturally did not want to tell them his real name.

In the countryside, people with cheap names are more likely to be raised, and girls' names are given even more casually. Jiang Qiuchen just made up one at random.

Only after seeing Jiang Qiuchen's clear and coherent responses did Mrs. Dong breathe a sigh of relief.

She was old and anxious, and for a moment she forgot to check the goods more carefully. Fortunately, there was no problem.

"Erya, right? Do you know what you are going to do in the future?"

Yo, this is the beginning of getting ready to hit her.

With new labor available to work, Mrs. Dong couldn't wait to enjoy the taste of "power".

Jiang Qiuchen was also very sensible. He pretended to be ignorant and spoke obediently.

"I...I think I know that you want me to be Brother Da Jun's wife."

Old Mrs. Dong nodded with satisfaction. This girl was pretty good. She could clearly understand her position right from the start.

"Mother-in-law, my family is poor, so I started working very early. Although I am a little confused and don't know how I got here, I will be obedient."

"I'll help you with your work, and you'll give me food, okay?"

Jiang Qiuchen was very humble from the beginning, speaking softly and submissively, which made Mrs. Dong feel very comfortable.

But she is a veteran after all, so she is still a little untrustworthy.

"You came to my house and became my daughter-in-law. As a mother-in-law, I will certainly treat you well."

"As long as you are obedient and sensible, and give birth to a big fat boy for our army, I promise that you will have enough to eat every meal."

It was so disgusting. Jiang Qiuchen suppressed the churning in her stomach and the feeling of wanting to vomit, and smiled sweetly.

It has to be said that her current appearance of a weak little white flower is still very deceptive. Even Old Mrs. Dong's attitude has been softened a lot, and her tone is not as harsh as at the beginning.

Not to mention Dong Dajun who was standing next to him, he had already been completely mesmerized and was grinning foolishly.