The male supporting character was actually myself.

No matter what your purpose was in raising this little girl, you must never let her see her family again.

Otherwise, as people grow older, their ambitions also grow bigger.

"By then, you will be old and I will be frail, while Lin Mubai will be in his prime. Who knows what trouble they might cause by conspiring together?"

I thought I was going to hear my son spouting those long-winded principles again, but to my surprise, he didn't object!

Master Xue was surprised, but at the same time felt that his son's words made sense.

Why bring her parents along when you could just buy her? Lin Mubai will inevitably feel sorry for his daughter if he brings his whole family in; who knows, he might cause trouble!

"My son is right," Master Xue said with a smile, stroking his beard. "Then we'll do as you suggest!"

Jiang Chen waved his hand and said, "Don't rush, let me finish what I have to say."

Buying an untreated girl is ultimately nothing special.

But can you wait that many years?

Ten years from now, a pear tree in full bloom will overshadow a crabapple tree, but even if the tree is willing, it may be powerless to resist.

If you ask me, Father, you have a better option!

I have found you an excellent marriage; as long as I send someone to propose, there is no problem in getting it done.

Fifteen li outside the East Gate is Hongge Village, where a tenant farmer named Ge lives. Ge Yunniang, who has just turned fifteen and is now a beautiful young woman.

That girl has her own charm; you'll see when you meet her.

"There's no rush to buy the Lin family's daughter. Why don't we send someone to bring her here for you to see tomorrow before making a decision?"

"Ah, this..."

Since ancient times, it has always been the father who arranges marriages for his son. Now, the old-fashioned and traditional son is actually acting as his matchmaker and has even found a girl for him. Master Xue blushed and didn't know what to say.

After taking a sip of hot soup, Jiang Chen mustered his strength and advised, "My health isn't good. You should take a few concubines soon. Maybe in two or three years, the family will have more children."

"Our Xue family can also flourish and prosper like other families!"

"You dare to say that, son?! Alright, alright, the food's getting cold, let's eat!" Master Xue, after all, was raised with a traditional education, and he had always kept his little quirks to himself.

Now that his son had exposed everything, he felt both relieved and embarrassed.

After finishing their meal in silence, Master Xue sent his servant to prepare a carriage to take Lin Mubai and his two sons back home, making no further mention of his earlier remarks about raising them.

The sudden change in attitude left Lin Mubai somewhat bewildered.

He leaned against the swaying carriage, his brow furrowed as he pondered his next move. He had to find a way to get close to Master Xue, otherwise…

"Host, what's the deal with Yunniang that you mentioned to the old man today?"

As soon as they returned to the room, the little white cat asked curiously, and casually reminded them, "The script has already started updating, so I can't see the original plot!"

Jiang Chen leaned against the comfortable soft pillows and said weakly, "In the whole plot, the protagonist's entry into the Xue family only takes up a very small part of the story."

After all, it was just a stepping stone for him. Although important, the pace was fast and the content was not much. The time frame was only about a month.

I noticed that in the original storyline, after Young Master Xue died, Lin Mubai's family moved in, staying by the old man's side under the guise of providing for his old age.

They lived in his house, ate and drank his food, and gradually won over people's hearts, undermining the old man's power.

About two months later, the old man, who was already showing obvious signs of dementia, went missing once and was taken in by a tenant farmer in Hongge Village. When he was slightly lucid, he took a liking to the tenant farmer's daughter, Yunniang.

Yunniang was also in love with him and was willing to be with him, even if it meant being a concubine.

Unfortunately, although both men and women were in love, Lin Mubai, fearing complications, tried to stop them in every way. Not long after, the old man fell off his horse in fright and died.

The protagonist inherits the family fortune, packages himself as an exceptionally kind and righteous person, and embarks on a blissful life of rising through the ranks, amassing wealth, losing his wife, and amassing a harem.

"I see," the little white cat suddenly realized.

After a while, it stroked its fluffy ears and asked curiously, "Master said that Yunniang has her own unique qualities, but what exactly are they?"

"It's just to satisfy the old man's fetish, huge breasts and a baby face (that's definitely not okay)." Jiang Chen gestured with a mischievous grin, "She looks even younger than you when you turn into a catgirl, but her... well, she's quite well-developed!"

The little white cat blushed instantly, covered its face with its paws, and buried its head, saying, "I'm still a child!"

"Host, how could you make such a comparison!"

"I'm not teasing you anymore, I have important business to attend to." He calmed down and felt a little better, then beckoned his head maid, Mohen, to call over Han Hong, the page who had been with him since childhood.

The pageboy Han Hong was about the same age as Young Master Xue, and was handsome and clever.

Besides tidying up the study and accompanying the young master in his studies, Han Hong was assigned by the old master to protect the master because the original owner was weak and sickly from childhood. In his spare time, he was taught martial arts by a specially hired master.

After years of careful nurturing, Han Hong lived up to expectations and grew into a clever, capable, and loyal young master, serving only the gentle, virtuous, and upright Xue Gongzi.

"Master, did you call me?" Han Hong walked in with a brisk pace, habitually bowing as he waited for his master to speak.

Jiang Chen beckoned him to come to her side, then whispered a few words in the page's ear.

"Okay, I'll take care of it right away!" After hearing the whisper, Han Hong cautiously added, "I'll handle it personally, Master, don't worry!"

Watching his pageboy stride away with great speed, he leaned back in his recliner and sighed, "When will I ever get better?"

"Don't worry, host, I'm keeping an eye on the shop for you. I'll get the right items as soon as they come in!" The little white cat patted its chest to reassure him, then humbly asked, "Host, didn't we successfully defeat the protagonist?"

Why did you still send your page to investigate Lin Mubai's background?

He's just a poor man, there's nothing to investigate, right?

"There were actually a lot of restrictions in ancient times."

Many time-travel stories don't even understand the most basic social hierarchy, and judging from the protagonist's current behavior, he probably doesn't understand it either.

Moreover, details such as culture, customs, and laws, which are overlooked in the plot but are very important in reality, are also important.

Since I can't move around right now, it's still useful to gather more information about Lin Mubai.

Take his sudden time travel as an example.

What kind of person was Lin Mubai before he transmigrated?

If he were to travel through time and be reborn as a modern person's soul, his way of speaking and doing things would definitely be completely different.

While others, under the protagonist's halo, fail to notice these details, we gather evidence and, when it comes down to it, can achieve unexpected results.

For example, Lin Mubai's drastic changes before and after seem like he's been possessed.

Of course, in ancient times it was called being possessed by evil spirits.

For example, the original owner of Lin Mubai's family was destitute and he still had his biological parents in his hometown. What was his attitude towards his parents?

Anyway, after the protagonist was possessed by the soul, he never cared about the old couple again. The story never even mentioned them, not even briefly mentioning that the protagonist would bring the old couple to live a life of luxury after becoming rich and powerful.

It was like two living, breathing people had simply vanished.

Chapter Six reveals the tricks of health product salespeople.

"Huh? It disappeared!" The little white cat was full of questions. After blinking its big eyes, it finally realized, "Actually, it's just that it's not important and they don't even mention it anymore."

That's understandable.

After all, the protagonist is a soul transmigrated, so even if he has the original owner's memories, he only looks at them as information.

He was busy implementing his plans to build up his harem and amass wealth, so he had no time to deal with two old people who were like NPCs and had no feelings for him.

The original owner was nothing more than a tool to provide the protagonist with a backstory of a poor family rising to success.

In addition, transportation and communication were inconvenient in ancient times;

Six months later, the original owner's wife died of illness, leaving behind two young children;

If Lin Mubai unilaterally cuts off all contact, the illiterate elderly couple won't be able to find him even if they want to!

Jiang Chen nodded in agreement that its analysis was correct.

"The plot was ignored, and Lin Mubai didn't even consider it."

However, in this environment, the saying "filial piety is of paramount importance" is not just a casual remark.

It doesn't matter whether a person is talented or rich; once they are labeled as unfilial, it's hard for them to recover.

This is also the fundamental reason why the original owner, Xue Jiangchen, was so angry that he died but there was nothing he could do about it.

His extensive reading from childhood instilled in him a fixed mindset, making him adhere to the doctrine of the father being the head of the family and dare not disobey his elders.

This is also the reason why the protagonist Lin Mubai was praised and even recommended to be the county magistrate—he was grateful and repaid kindness by wearing mourning clothes and seeing off an elderly person with whom he had no blood relation until their death.

Such behavior was truly rare in ancient times when thought was restricted.

A man's knees are worth more than gold; he only kneels to heaven, earth, and his parents. In this day and age, few people are willing to wear mourning clothes for anyone other than their parents.

Lin Mubai, who possessed a modern mindset, didn't care at all. So after taking over the place, he not only gained an advantage but also acted innocent and boasted about it.

Ha, wasn't the protagonist trying to create a loyal and filial character?

"Of course I have to help him out!"

The little white cat's eyes lit up. "Host, are you going to bring the original owner's parents from their hometown?"

"No, I have to wait until the plot is fully updated and Han Hong brings back detailed information before I can formulate the next plan."

The spring breeze was slightly cool, and as night fell, Jinzhou City gradually quieted down, with the occasional shouts of the night watchman drifting in the wind.

"The weather is dry, be careful with fire..."

Lin Mubai turned over in frustration, and even covering his nose with his hand couldn't stop the stench that was seeping into his nostrils.

It's like the musty smell emanating from a house that's rotting from the inside out;

Add to that the damp moss under the bed and the stench of sweat and feet from years of not bathing, and it's nauseating.

"When will this ever end!" he sighed heavily.

A loud coughing sound came from the side, emanating from a sallow-faced woman.

The son kicked his daughter in her sleep, hitting her in the face, and she started crying loudly.

The woman, her face pale and coughing, got up, picked up her daughter, and gently comforted her.

Her long-unwashed, greasy, and smelly hair was loosely tied up with a few strands of straw from the bedsheet. She casually unbuttoned her tattered clothes, and her daughter, finding the familiar scent, stopped crying and snuggled up to her mother, soon falling asleep in her arms.

The loud, grating cough was driving Lin Mubai crazy. He sighed heavily and rolled over on the narrow, hard kang (a heated brick bed).

Lin Zhangshi thought her husband was worried about her illness, so she suppressed her cough and whispered to comfort him, "Father, my illness is just like this, it should be nothing serious."