She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 69
Jiang Zhimian reached out to pick it up in no hurry.

After looking down suspiciously, he directly refused, "I don't want it."

This shape, this size, the stone mortar did not run away!

"Why?" He Zhishu was very frustrated, "Don't you just need it?"

Don't you want to take it even if you personally deliver it to her?
"I already have one, so I don't need it." Jiang Zhimian replied.

Although the shape of the natural stone mortar is not very good, it is practical.

But He Zhishu didn't believe it.

His family is the only one with stone mortars in the village.

In such a short time, where did Jiang Zhimian go to find another stone mortar?

Must be lying!
Thinking about it, he forced it into Jiang Zhimian's hand, "Just hold it and use it, you're welcome."

After finishing speaking in one breath, he hurried away.

Jiang Zhimian was a little depressed.

This butter scholar's brain is watts.

Those who used to be ignorant of the original owner, now take the initiative to send them to the door to dislike...

Shaking his head, he looked at the mortar in his hand again.

It's better to send this thing back.

After making up his mind, Jiang Zhimian walked towards the He family.

Arriving outside the He family's courtyard, Jiang Zhimian planned to put down his things and leave.

As soon as she squatted down, Mrs. He's sharp voice came, "Jiang Zhimian, what are you doing at our door!"

Mrs. He looked nervous, and rushed to the door to block her, "You... are you here to find Zhishu?"

Oh my god, why did it last for half a month, Jiang Zhimian is here again!
Jiang Zhimian twitched his lips helplessly, stood up, "I'll return the things, now, let's go."

She knew that Mrs. He didn't want to see her.

After all, Mrs. He often said that our family will be the number one scholar in the future, and when the time comes, we will marry a rich lady and become a son-in-law!

She is just a little village girl in the valley, so Mrs. He naturally doesn't like her.

Coincidentally, Jiang Zhimian is not interested in He Zhishu either.

No need to say much, just put down the things, turned around and left.

And Mrs. He kept staring at her back until she disappeared around the corner and was sure that she had really left, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes fell on the cloth bag at the door again.

When I opened it, I found that it was my own stone mortar, and I was stunned immediately.

He rushed back to the house with his arms in his arms, and handed them to He Zhishu who was concentrating on writing poems, "Son, why did you let Jiang Zhimian steal the mortar?"

If Jiang Zhimian used it, how could he make tonic for his son!
He Zhishu was dumbfounded, "Mother, where did you get it?"

"At the door, just now Jiang Zhimian put it down and left." Mrs. He replied.

With a very disgusted face, "We don't want the things that this woman touched. Tomorrow, mother will go to the town to buy a new one."

"Why didn't she want it? I sent it to her, so do I have to send it back?" He Zhishu sat back on the chair and murmured softly.

Now, Mrs. He understood.

The stone mortar was not stolen by Jiang Zhimian, it was sent over by her precious son on his own initiative.

And after sending it away, Jiang Zhimian still disliked it and returned it directly!

"Did you get tricked by her, so you can give that dead girl some kind of mortar, that kind of countryman, we have to stay as far away as possible, in the future you will be admitted to the first prize, so many rich girls want to marry you Yes." Mrs. He slapped the table heartbroken.

The tabletop was shaken, and the mortar fell down, hitting Mrs. He's foot with a thud.

The howling sound resounded throughout Jiangjia Village!
(End of this chapter)