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

For the first time, Jiang Yun Ning felt that words were inadequate: "Wait, I'll go stir-fry some for you guys, I guarantee you'll fight over it."

"Don't bother with this in the middle of the night," Jiang Laosan said helplessly. "Let's do it tomorrow."

Jiang Yun Ning puffed out her cheeks, and felt a little disappointed when she saw that no one believed her.

Seeing the cicada nymphs still crawling in the basket, I picked them up and poured them into a basin to soak in water.

"You'll see tomorrow morning," she huffed angrily, washed her hands and face, and went back to her room.

It was rare to see Jiang Yun Ning get frustrated and still have no way to vent, so Jiang Che unconsciously curled the corners of his lips.

That night, he lay in bed.

For some reason, whenever he closes his eyes, all he can think of is the warm sensation from Jiang Yun Ning's fingers poking his waist and abdomen.

Early in the morning, Chu Yunlan, who was holding back his anger, got up and started frying cicada nymphs.

The two chili peppers we dug up yesterday were picked before they could even adapt.

The high heat quickly released a charred aroma as the chili peppers were stir-fried, and then chopped chili peppers were thrown into the pot.

"It smells so good." Jiang Yuntian was the first to enter the kitchen, leaning close to the pot: "Hey girl, what are you making?"

Jiang Yuning said smugly, "These are the kinds of bugs that none of you dare to eat."

Jiang Laosan and his wife, who followed in, were also stunned. The insects smelled so good.

Wang Cuihua deftly heated up the dark-colored steamed buns, and smelling the aroma, she added two more.

Once the cicada nymphs were ripe, Jiang Yuning grabbed a handful of salt, sprinkled it evenly on top, stirred it a few times, and then took it out of the pot.

"Auntie." Jiang Anhe finished washing her face and pulled Liu Yuzhi in, saying, "Auntie's cooking smells delicious."

Jiang Yun Ning looked at the little guy who was already very close to her, picked up one and blew on it: "Here, An He, eat first."

Jiang Anhe blinked, somewhat excited. He stuck out his tongue and licked it, then frowned: "Auntie, Anhe's tongue doesn't like it. But..."

He pointed to his head: "I still want to eat this."

Jiang Yunning smiled: "Auntie added chili peppers, so it's a bit spicy. Just eat it with the steamed bun."

Wang Cuihua quickly picked up a piece of steamed bun and handed it to him: "Anhe, have a steamed bun."

Jiang Anhe held a steamed bun in one hand and a cicada nymph in the other, and tried it with some skepticism: "Delicious! I want more!"

His pleading little face made everyone burst into laughter.

At the dinner table, Jiang Yun Ning watched the group devour the food with a smug look on his face, chin held high, eyes brimming with pride: "How was it! Was it delicious!"

Jiang Laosan didn't even look up: "Delicious, delicious! My daughter is amazing!"

I've never seen anyone eat this before, but I never expected it to taste so good.

"Little sister, your brother and I will go with you tonight. We'll find more." Liu Yuzhi's eyes lit up.

Jiang Che wasn't as frantic as the others; even though he liked it, his actions of picking up food were as usual. He stopped and looked up at her: "I lost. A bet's a bet."

After breakfast, everyone in the Jiang family patted their bellies and exclaimed how satisfying it was.

Jiang Yuntian wiped his sweat: "My tongue is burning a bit from eating this. What did they put in it?"

Jiang Yuning pointed to the two bare chili peppers: "Chili peppers can be used for stir-frying. But you can't put too many in, kids can't handle the spiciness."

Jiang Che turned his head to look at the two chili peppers, wondering how Jiang Yun Ning knew so much.

Even Jiang Yuntian and Jiang Laosan were unaware of these things.

So, how did Jiang Yun Ning find out?

Jiang Che lowered his eyes and pondered, the cloud of doubt in his heart growing heavier.

But he was certain that Jiang Yuning was not a bad person.

"If you see chili peppers in the future, remember to dig them up and bring them back," Jiang Yuning said, pointing to the two chili peppers.

After the meal, Jiang Che picked up a broom to sweep the pigsty again, and Jiang Yun Ning followed behind him watching.

"Not bad, you only vomited twice while cleaning the pigsty today," Jiang Yun Ning said, grinning as she held up two fingers.

Jiang Che glanced at her expressionlessly, and although he didn't say anything, he felt a little happy inside.

His changes are not something only he cares about.

"Are you mute?" Jiang Yun Ning pouted. "Can't you say a few more words? Your voice is very nice!"

She was so bored. She spent the most time with Jiang Che every day, but Jiang Che barely said a few words to her.

Jiang Che's eyes flickered: "I'm not mute."

Jiang Yunning found the game boring and turned to go to the cellar.

The soap had completely solidified. She came out carrying two wooden boxes and used thread to cut the soap into small pieces.

"Jiang Che, use this to wash." She looked at Jiang Che, who was preparing to wash clothes with wood ash. "This washes them clean and even smells nice."

The lanolin soap produced a lot of rich lather after being rubbed in my hands a few times.

Jiang Che's eyes widened a bit as he rubbed and rinsed his hands clean.

"Let me smell it." Jiang Yun Ning grabbed his wrist and sniffed it a few times. "Hmm, the osmanthus scent isn't very strong. You can add more next time."

She was so engrossed in examining her soap that she was completely unaware of how intimate this gesture was in the eyes of people in ancient times.

"You." Jiang Che's mouth moved, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down a few times.

Why did he feel like Jiang Yun Ning didn't treat him like a man?

Jiang Yunning released her grip: "From now on, use lanolin soap for washing your hands and bathing. Use these to wash clothes."

As she spoke, she divided the soap into two portions according to their ingredients.

As they were talking, she noticed the clothes in front of Jiang Che, including her smelly socks.

"Hey, hey, hey? Why are you washing my socks?" Jiang Yun Ning was a little embarrassed.

Jiang Che didn't even look up: "I lost. I promised to wash your clothes for a month."

Jiang Yun Ning reached for her socks, but Jiang Che stopped her: "A bet's a bet."

In his mind, losing is losing, and washing clothes naturally includes socks.

Jiang Yunning muttered, "You old-fashioned person."

After hanging the clothes up, the two went into the mountains again.

Jiang Yuning found several chili seedlings and tomato seedlings, and also dug up a lot of Panax notoginseng.

"Let's go home." Jiang Yun Ning was a little tired; she still had to go to town that afternoon.

Jiang Che nodded, and seeing that she was a little tired, he took the basket from her back and carried it in front of her.

Jiang Yun Ning didn't stand on ceremony. She took out two tomatoes she had picked from her spatial storage, ate one herself, and handed the other to Jiang Che: "I saw it over there just now."

Seeing Jiang Yun Ning eating on the street without any restraint, Jiang Che subconsciously frowned.

Even after entering the village, Jiang Che hadn't touched the tomatoes in his hand.

Jiang Yun Ning pouted and muttered, "Such a pretentious grown man."

Jiang Che glared angrily, even regretting helping her carry the basket. This woman always managed to provoke him just when he was about to change his opinion of her.

"Yun Ning, a girl! A distinguished guest has come to your house." The woman at the village entrance called out from afar when she saw the two of them.

Jiang Yunning frowned and quickly quickened her pace.

A carriage was parked in front of the dilapidated gate, and the coachman was still standing guard inside.