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

Granny Yang was stunned, and opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

Wang Dahe weighed the silver in his hand and nodded: "Village head, write a written agreement, have it signed and sealed. Otherwise, come with me to the county magistrate to seek justice."

The village headman snapped out of his daze and immediately pulled out paper and pen, but then looked somewhat embarrassed: "Sir, this old man only knows a few characters, I can't write them."

Jiang Yun Ning frowned. She could write, but the original owner of this body was illiterate, so she didn't dare to show it.

Just as she hesitated, Jiang Che, who had been silent all along, stepped forward: "I will write it."

Jiang Yun Ning was surprised for a moment, but quickly calmed down.

That's true. Forgetting people and events doesn't mean you've forgotten the knowledge you've learned.

"You're quite clever, girl." Wang Dahe looked at Jiang Yunning approvingly. "Don't call me 'official' anymore, just call me Brother Wang."

Jiang Yun Ning was a little surprised, but immediately seized the opportunity: "Okay, Brother Wang. Come visit me sometime when you have time. My mom and sister-in-law are great cooks."

As Wang Dahe looked at her, he thought of his own sister who was already married.

If his sister were as clever as him, perhaps she would suffer less from being bullied by her in-laws.

The village headman happily took the receipt with Granny Yang's fingerprint on it. Jiang Yun Ning took the receipt and deliberately threatened Granny Yang, "Granny Yang, remember to pay back the money quickly, or I'll go to the yamen to sue you."

Granny Yang glared at her through gritted teeth, but dared not be presumptuous in front of Wang Dahe, and could only watch helplessly as she left arrogantly.

As soon as she entered the house, Wang Cuihua ran into the kitchen to boil water: "Daughter, show him around our house."

Jiang Yun Ning nodded and led Jiang Che to the backyard: "Jiang Che, let me make this clear beforehand. I didn't buy you to marry you."

Jiang Che was somewhat surprised, but his tightly furrowed brows relaxed considerably.

"I just don't want to pay any more fines. You can stay here and treat yourself as a long-term worker. But no one can find out that we're not a real couple. Understand?" Jiang Yun Ning turned around and looked at him seriously.

Jiang Che nodded, and Jiang Yun Ning continued, "If you regain your memories in the future, you can leave after returning the four taels of silver I paid for you."

leave?

A look of surprise flashed in Jiang Che's eyes.

He never expected that Jiang Yun Ning would still let him leave even though he had already signed a death contract.

"Why did you choose me?" Jiang Che asked, puzzled. After all, among the group of slaves, he looked the weakest. He had passed through countless villages, but not a single person had ever given him a second glance.

Only Jiang Yuning would ask him if he was in pain.

He never believed that anyone would be kind to someone who offered her no benefit without any ulterior motives.

Jiang Yun Ning waved her hand dismissively: "Didn't I say? I just wanted to find someone good-looking, and you just happen to be the one who suits my taste the best among all those people."

The blunt words made Jiang Che's initial gratitude vanish, replaced by a sense of rejection.

shallow.

But besides being superficial, he also felt that Jiang Yun Ning was very frank and honest.

"That's the pigsty over there. From now on, feeding the pigs and cleaning the pigsty will be your responsibility." Jiang Yun Ning introduced them one by one: "This room is for storing things, and next to it is the room for my eldest brother, sister-in-law, and nephew. This is my parents' room..."

After walking around the house, Wang Cuihua finished boiling the water and handed over a set of Jiang Laosan's clothes.

"Jiang Che," she called out, "go wash up quickly."

Jiang Che looked at Wang Cuihua, whose face was covered in sweat, and said sincerely with pursed lips, "Thank you."

Jiang Laosan returned quickly after delivering the pigs.

He had already heard about Jiang Yuning beating Granny Yang and was overjoyed: "My daughter, you've finally grown up and become sensible."

Jiang Yun Ning scratched his head awkwardly, not daring to respond.

"Old woman, how much money do we have left?" Jiang Laosan stroked his beard. "Everyone in the village is asking when we're having our wedding."

Before Wang Cuihua could speak, Jiang Yunning interrupted, "Father, Mother, don't do it. Let's save the money for Anhe's tuition."

Jiang Anhe, the unlucky nephew whose sleeves were stolen by the original owner.

"My dear daughter," Wang Cuihua said, touching her hand tenderly, "I'm so sorry you had to go through all this."

Jiang Yuning's face burned. What grievance? Isn't this the compensation that should be made?

These elderly couple are far too biased towards their daughter.

When Jiang Che came out of the shower, Jiang Laosan's clothes were much too short on him, revealing part of his calves and arms.

"We need to get some cloth to make some clothes for the child." Wang Cuihua shook her head and went to the vegetable garden with Jiang Laosan.

Jiang Yun Ning glanced at Jiang Che, who was still standing there, and pointed to the backyard: "Go and clean the pigsty, and then chop firewood."

After she finished speaking, she didn't care about Jiang Che's reaction and went straight back to her room to study her own space.

Jiang Yun Ning closed the door, listened intently for a while to make sure no one was approaching, and then entered the spatial dimension with a thought.

Having already seen the spirit spring, she headed straight for the small wooden house with its door tightly shut.

It was empty inside, with only a few rows of wooden frames.

"So it was a storage room?" Jiang Yun Ning was a little disappointed. After looking around, she came out.

She looked at the few empty acres of land, all of which were the most fertile black soil.

"If we add the spiritual spring water for irrigation, how many times will the yield increase?" Jiang Yun Ning's eyes lit up, and he decided to seize the time to get some seeds to cultivate.

Having made all the plans, Jiang Yun Ning left the space.

Wang Cuihua was cooking in the kitchen, while Jiang Laosan went to the doorway to loosen the soil in the vegetable garden.

Jiang Yun Ning leisurely went to check on Jiang Che's progress, only to find Jiang Che standing motionless three meters away from the pigsty, holding a broom.

She suddenly realized that Jiang Che might have never done these things before.

She pouted and took the broom from his hand with some disdain: "I traded a pig for you, and you're not even as good as my 200-pound fat pig."

"You!" Jiang Che glared angrily. Jiang Yun Ning actually compared him to a pig?

Suddenly, a surge of anger and resentment at being looked down upon welled up inside him. He gritted his teeth and followed Jiang Yun Ning into the pigsty.

As soon as he opened the pigpen door, the fat pig grunted and charged at him.

Jiang Che immediately dodged.

It's not that I'm scared, it's just that I feel it's dirty.

But he was so focused on dodging that he accidentally stepped on pig manure in the corner.

"vomit!"

Jiang Yun Ning heard the noise and turned around. Jiang Che had already run out and was leaning against the wall, retching incessantly.

Speechless, she put one hand on her hip and shouted, "Come on, you're such a big man, so fussy. Can't you do something else?"

Jiang Yun Ning rolled her eyes, constantly reassuring herself, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that he's good-looking. Take it slow, take it slow."

Jiang Che was unconvinced and wanted to try again, but as soon as he got close to the pigsty, the smell made him gag again. However, he hadn't eaten for many days, so he couldn't vomit anything.

When Jiang Laosan arrived, he saw Jiang Che leaning against the wall, dry heaving, while Jiang Yunning held a broom in one hand and put the other on her hip with a look of disgust on her face.

"Daughter, your brother and sister-in-law are back from the fields. Let's eat." Jiang Laosan was both amused and exasperated.

Jiang Yun Ning glared at Jiang Che again, then casually picked up the bucket of pig manure and carried it into the yard.

As he passed Jiang Che, his face was filled with undisguised mockery: "Useless. All that height for nothing."

Jiang Che was so angry that he inhaled deeply, but unexpectedly, all he breathed in was the smell of pig manure.

"Ugh...ugh..."