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

Jiang Liushi arrived outside the door, followed by Jiang Youfu and his son Jiang Mancang.

"Grandma, see? I told you so, didn't I?" Jiang Mancang's eyes lit up. "I eavesdropped at the door yesterday. It was thirteen coins a pound. There's no mistake."

Jiang Liu nodded: "My eldest grandson is so smart. They must be rich. Wait, Grandma will get it for you."

They had no idea that the village head had already told everyone about this.

However, Jiang Liushi, who severed ties with her own son, and that old woman Yang were deliberately omitted.

"Third son." Jiang Liushi swaggered in with her eldest son and his two children.

Jiang Yun Ning raised her eyelids and glanced at it, too lazy to pay attention.

"Mother. Eldest brother." Jiang Laosan's smile vanished. He no longer felt any affection for the people in the old house.

Jiang Youfu's eyes lit up as he looked at the money bag on the table, filled with strings of copper coins that seemed to be tempting him to take it.

However, when his gaze fell upon Jiang Che, whose face was cold, his greedy eyes became much less intense.

The weighing and payment process was still ongoing, but many people who had paid did not leave immediately and stayed to watch the spectacle.

"Third son," Jiang Liu said with a smile, "Isn't it time to pay the land tax? You know our family's situation: many men, little land. We don't even have enough food to eat every year, how can we afford to pay so much?"

Jiang Laosan didn't speak, but the disappointment in his eyes deepened.

This is his mother, and his eldest brother.

Blood relatives.

They run away faster than anyone else when they know he's in trouble, but come back asking for money when he's fine.

"Mother, you're right." Jiang Laosan nodded.

"This sudden addition of another bushel is truly distressing. My family doesn't know what to do. But don't worry, we've severed ties, and I won't ask for grain or money again."

Jiang Yun Ning almost burst out laughing.

Her kind and filial father has finally started to rebel.

He opened his mouth and shut everyone down with a sarcastic tone.

Sure enough, Jiang Liu was stunned and it took her a long time to react.

"What are you saying? Even if we're not related, blood is still blood," Jiang Youfu said, somewhat angrily. "In the end, we're still family."

"Look at what you're saying," Jiang Yun Ning said, standing beside Jiang Lao San. "The letter of severance is on file and registered with the government. Does Uncle mean to say that this is all just a meaningless joke?"

Jiang Mancang frowned: "Don't jump to conclusions. We're talking about land tax right now, let's not get sidetracked."

Jiang Yun Ning pouted, about to speak, when Granny Yang, who had been watching the commotion, chimed in: "Jiang Lao San, look at your daughter, so sharp-tongued! She won't even lend money to her own grandmother. Bah!"

Jiang Laosan frowned: "My daughter is always the best."

The sudden praise made Jiang Yun Ning feel a little embarrassed.

"Ahem." She cleared her throat. "Grandma, Uncle, if you're really worried about not surviving after paying the land tax, don't you still have Granny Yang's IOU? Why don't you just ask her for it back?"

Granny Yang was startled, and her body began to lean back slightly.

"With so much silver, we'll get half of it back. We won't have to worry for the rest of the year," Jiang Yun Ning smiled.

Jiang Liushi lowered her droopy eyelids slightly, seemingly deep in thought.

Since the severing of ties, the two sons have been fighting endlessly over this IOU, to the point that the younger son and his wife were so angry that they ran back to town that very day.

He even left behind the words, "Mother, if you give this to my eldest brother, then consider me as someone who doesn't have a son."

But both of the second sons wanted to take the imperial examination to become scholars, so how could Jiang Liushi bear to give them up?

But she also knew in her heart that there was no place for her in the second son's family. She could only live in the old house with the eldest son.

Therefore, after weighing the promissory notes, he decided to keep them to himself and not give them to anyone else.

"Old Lady Yang," Jiang Liushi turned her head, "when are you going to pay me back this money?"

Never mind, let's get some back first, so life can be a little easier.

Granny Yang's eyes darted around, and she slowly backed away, saying, "I'm leaving now, I still have clothes to wash at home."

After saying that, he pushed through the crowd and ran away.

The onlookers laughed incessantly, their gazes returning to Jiang Liushi, who had not yet left.

"Third son," she stood up, "Think about it carefully. I gave birth to you and raised you. Do you really want to just watch your mother starve to death after paying the land tax?"

Jiang Laosan sighed helplessly, "Mother, if the nobleman had really blamed us back then, my whole family might not have survived."

At that time, there were so many people in the old house, and no one cared about him. They were only thinking about getting more benefits and cutting off ties with his relatives as soon as possible.

"Hmph." Jiang Liu glared at him fiercely, gritted her teeth, and left.

Late at night, Jiang Yuning was still in the courtyard learning archery from Jiang Che.

Jiang Yuntian watched with great interest and rolled up his sleeves, wanting to try it himself.

"You idiot!" Liu Yuzhi grabbed his arm and pulled him into the house. "Why are you bothering this young couple? Don't you have a wife?"

Jiang Yuntian felt a little pain from being pinched and cried out, "Ouch, ouch! I was just looking, please don't pinch me!"

Jiang Yun Ning called out, "Jiang Che, do you think my bowing position is correct? I feel a bit strained."

Jiang Che reached out his hand, but was unsure where to place it.

"What's with the affectation?" Jiang Yun Ning could naturally tell that he wanted to avoid physical contact with her.

But she, a girl, didn't mind at all, while Jiang Che, a grown man, was all coy and hesitant.

Jiang Che's ears turned red, and he ignored everything else, lifting Jiang Yun Ning's right hand upwards.

"The angle is wrong, and it's normal to find it difficult since you're a beginner." After saying that, he took a step back.

It's so hot; even at night, it's still a bit stuffy.

Jiang Yun Ning broke out in a light sweat, and the scent of the osmanthus soap became even stronger, penetrating deep into his lungs.

Jiang Yun Ning was unaware that she was drawing her bow and aiming at the straw hat hanging on the wall.

With a "whoosh," the arrow flew out, but unsurprisingly, it fell back down less than two meters away.

"Was it because I wasn't using the right amount of force when I pulled the string?" Jiang Yun Ning was already able to find the cause herself.

"Hmm." Jiang Che nodded, "The direction is wrong too."

Jiang Yun Ning nocked an arrow, then pulled back: "How about this?"

Jiang Che stood behind her, slightly bending his knees, and only reached out to grasp her wrist when their eyes were level. "You need to align your wrist position and the angle at which you shoot with the target."

He simply grabbed Jiang Yun Ning's hand, pulled it back hard, and then let go.

The straw hat was hit by a shot, leaving a large hole.

Jiang Yuning's eyes lit up, and he shot three more times, hitting the target once and missing it twice.

"How is it?" She looked over her shoulder, excitedly watching Jiang Che.

I'd say I learn quickly, right?

The moon was very bright tonight, but Jiang Che felt that Jiang Yun Ning's eyes were even brighter than the moon.

He swallowed hard, then looked away. "Hmm. Not bad."

Jiang Yun Ning raised an eyebrow with a proud look on her face: "That's right."

In college, she was someone who received scholarships every year.

Jiang Che lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

He always felt that he must have never been in contact with girls before, otherwise why would he find Jiang Yun Ning...so special?

She's clearly still a shallow woman who's greedy and lustful. She just has a little bit of cleverness.

They claimed to be a fake couple, yet they frequently crossed the line.

For example, I often grab his wrist or pull his arm. And last time in the woods, I poked his abs.

Jiang Che closed his eyes, feeling a jumble of emotions.

It looks like something is about to break through the soil.