What’s the matter? Can’t a love rival become your wife?

"Hu... Hoo!"

"Hu, hu..."

Xiao Qi and Xiao Wu collapsed to the ground, panting.

In terms of fighting power, Xiao Qi always has a slight advantage.

But in terms of mind, she is far inferior to Xiao Wu, so... unfortunately, she was attacked by Xiao Wu and fell to the ground.

Of course, Xiao Wu did not get much benefit.

She was sore all over and her hair was a mess.

"To be honest, it's just a bucket of instant noodles. Do we have to fight?" Xiao Wu was resentful like an 18-year-old concubine newly married by an 80-year-old old man: "Besides, now neither of us has eaten! After a fight, we are even hungrier!"

Xiao Qi didn't want to talk.

Her stomach was rumbling.

There was a long silence.

She got up and took another bucket of instant noodles to make herself.

"Hey, give me a bucket, do you want to starve me to death?" Xiao Wu knocked on the floor to protest.

"It's winter now. Even if you starve to death tonight, you won't stink tomorrow." Xiao Qi looked indifferent.

Xiao Wu looked at her in shock.

His fists creaked.

"Let's fight to the death, you bastard Xiao Qi!"

At this time, a "pa pa" sound came from the next room, as if someone was patting the quilt.

Xiao Qi and Xiao Wu were obviously stunned for a moment.

Not long after...

There was another moan that seemed to be Miss Bai's grievance.

After a while...

Xiao Wu blushed, and Xiao Qi also blushed.

"Ah, damn it, do you still let people eat instant noodles, do you still let people sleep?!"

...

...

An uneasy night passed.

The next morning.

Xiao Wu keenly noticed that Bai Zhenyu and Jiang Ning had a small conflict, and the two stopped talking again.

Hmm?

How could this happen?

Didn't they have a lot of fun last night?

Could it be that Jiang Ning is a rude person who only cares about her own happiness and doesn't care whether Miss Bai is happy or not?

However, she didn't dare to ask this question, for fear that she would lose her business trip subsidy if she asked.

"Breakfast is steamed sweet potatoes and white porridge. If you like it, eat more." Auntie brought out a pot of white porridge, followed by Bai Jiamei who brought out a large bowl of sweet potatoes.

After being slapped yesterday, her face was swollen today.

When she met Jiang Ning's eyes, she snorted with great resentment, put down the bowl heavily, turned around and left.

"You kid! How do you greet guests?" Seeing his daughter's face, the cousin couldn't help but scolded: "You are even more unruly."

Usually, she was asked to restrain her temper, but she didn't restrain herself.

Now, after being beaten, she still didn't restrain herself.

The cousin felt a headache when he looked at her.

"I'm sorry, everyone." The cousin still spoke in that poor Mandarin: "Our conditions in the countryside are not good, and we don't have any delicacies to treat you."

Jiang Ning waved his hand: "It's okay, we will find a way ourselves, you can just lend us the stove."

The cousin nodded: "No problem, you can use it at will."

Although this breakfast is simple, it at least looks much better than the leftovers from last night.

Jiang Ning and his group each scooped a bowl of white porridge, ate a sweet potato, and prepared to go out for a walk.

It's not that they are not in a hurry to do business, but the village chief is still visiting relatives today and will not be back until the evening.

In such a remote mountain village, the village chief's words are very effective.

Many big and small things have to be solved by the village chief.

Therefore, the issue of the ownership of Bai Zhenyu's homestead must wait for the village chief to arrive before it can be sorted out.

It would be best if the problem could be solved without quarreling or fighting.

It's too unlucky to make a scene on New Year's Day.

"I'll go home first and find something."

After breakfast, Bai Zhenyu prepared to go back to the old house. She had to find the account books of these years so that she could settle the accounts one by one.

She didn't want to talk to Jiang Ning!

After all, Jiang Ning last night... humph, that was indeed not a human being, but a big soul, a big devil!

How could there be such a bad guy, who wanted to beat people to death.

But, no matter how annoying it was, she still had to report to Jiang Ning when she was going to do something.

Jiang Ning accompanied her on this trip. If she walked around on her own initiative, she might be punished by Jiang Ning even more severely.

Jiang Ning looked at her with a smile: "Can I accompany you?"

"No..."

"Hmm?"

"Whatever you want, whatever you want, it's okay!"

Last night's education was quite effective, and Bai Zhenyu became timid again. Seeing her angry but not saying anything, Jiang Ning smiled like a fox who had successfully stolen a chicken.

"Let's go."

Jiang Ning followed Bai Zhenyu and headed to the dilapidated old house together.

Bai Zhenyu's thingsThere weren't many things to begin with, and she was a very organized person, so she had packed them up and put them in a safe place.

She walked straight to the backyard, opened a wooden box, and took out the things she had put away.

In addition to the account books she had kept over the years, there were also some change she had saved, as well as her parents' belongings, a few photos, and a few sets of school uniforms...

Bai Zhenyu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar relatives in the photos, and her nose was sour.

She didn't dare to look at them any more, and hurriedly packed them up and stuffed them into the backpack she carried with her.

"Don't take the clothes or anything." Jiang Ning said, "I really like this style. After returning to Kyoto, I'll ask that wheelchair loli to make it for you. It's guaranteed to be much better than yours."

Bai Zhenyu: "..."

She silently put down the school uniform in her hand.

But she couldn't help thinking in her heart, this is still new, it's not bad to wear it to do some farm work or something.

But, on second thought, after returning to Kyoto, will she still have the opportunity to do farm work?

Can these old clothes go with her to the Jiang family?

Bai Zhenyu sighed.

Things that should be given up should be given up.

So she opened her backpack again, took out the sewing box, the plastic bag full of buttons, the unused notebooks, etc., and put them back into the wooden box.

"Okay, I don't have anything to take."

Bai Zhenyu turned around and walked outside.

When she reached the door, she looked back again and took a look at the dilapidated house.

"Do you want to keep this homestead?" Jiang Ning asked.

"No." Bai Zhenyu shook her head: "In the future, there is probably... no point in coming back."

As Jiang Ning saw it, the house was dilapidated and decayed.

If you want to continue living there, you will inevitably have to spend a lot of money to tear it down and rebuild it.

But is it really necessary?

Bai Zhenyu didn't want to face her cousin's family again, let alone the Lu family and the rumors in the village.

Raising her is essentially a deal.

If the homestead is handed over, the grudges of more than ten years will be settled, and everyone will be strangers from now on.

This will make it easier for Bai Zhenyu to be a good person. After all, the grace of raising a child has been difficult to repay since ancient times. If her uncle's family treats her well without expecting anything in return, she will never be able to repay the debt in her lifetime, and she will have to pay more at that time.

"Just think it through."

Jiang Ning reached out and rubbed her hair.

"Let's go for a walk and relax."

During the day, there are more people in the village.

Many people are secretly looking at Jiang Ning, most of whom are middle-aged women who are eating melon seeds and watching the fun.

Even someone stopped Bai Zhenyu at the intersection and said in a sneaky dialect: "Zhenyu, does your friend have a girlfriend? Otherwise, introduce her to marry in the village. If it works out, your aunt will give you a big red envelope!"

Bai Zhenyu looked at her in disbelief, as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"My friend, she...she will never marry!"