Chapter 140: Why Are You Two Working Hand in Glove?

My Wife Is a Rabbit Spirit Jiang Chacha 1275 words 2026-04-13 19:14:19

Jiang Yuan only wanted to sneak back to get some money; whether Mother Qian lived or died did not matter much to her. In fact, she had long ago been wishing for Mother Qian's quick demise.

As for fame or standing above all others, Jiang Yuan had absolutely no interest.

Therefore, when Jiang You proposed the idea, Jiang Yuan refused without a second thought.

"Father, you don't need to worry about my affairs. I have found an excellent place to settle down." As she spoke, she took the opportunity while packing her things to quietly pocket all the money Mother Qian had hidden, and then she headed out of the courtyard.

She had a place to stay now; ever since she met Shen Dongliang, she had been living at the Auspicious Restaurant for nearly half a month.

Thinking of how differently Shen Dongliang treated her, Jiang Yuan touched her own cheek and walked out of the house with a smile.

Once she exited the courtyard gate and made her way around the small alley, she spotted activity at the east end of the village from afar.

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At the east end of the village,

Zhao Chujiu held a blade of foxtail grass in his mouth and said to Bai Yan with a roguish air, "Sister-in-law, do you still have those green little wild vegetables at home? Give me some; I’ve run out of greens."

Bai Yan had just poked her head out from behind the door. Hearing Zhao Chujiu, she looked back into the courtyard and saw that there weren't many wild vegetables left. After a moment of thought, she rode out on the little cart her father-in-law had made for her and scooted toward the small vegetable patch at the east end of the house.

"This thing is something else; I should make one myself sometime," Zhao Chujiu said, his eyes lighting up as he stared at the little wooden cart.

Bai Yan took a small shovel out of the little basket in front and began digging for vegetables.

Soon, she had dug up a small basketful and handed it to Zhao Chujiu.

Just as Zhao Chujiu was about to leave, Bai Yan suddenly tilted her head and called out, "Aren't you going to pay?"

Zhao Chujiu: "..."

Being asked for money by his little sister-in-law, for a moment, he simply couldn't react.

When he finally did, he waved his hand at Bai Yan: "We're like brothers; surely there's no need to pay for such a small amount of vegetables!"

When Bai Yan heard that he wouldn't pay, she immediately grew anxious. She hopped off her little cart, rushed up to Zhao Chujiu in a huff, and said righteously: "No! Even close brothers must settle their accounts clearly!" Mother had said so!

"Hey, sister-in-law, my big brother and I grew up wearing the same pair of pants." Zhao Chujiu grumbled, still not wanting to pay.

But when Bai Yan heard this, her clear eyes were filled with confusion: "Why would you wear the same pants as my husband? Is it because you're poor?"

Zhao Chujiu: "..."

"Sister-in-law, when you two used my firewood back then, I didn't say a word! How come now you want to settle accounts with me, your own brother??" Zhao Chujiu really couldn't produce any small change at that moment.

"Oh, then you'll have to ask my husband. Regardless, you have to pay." Bai Yan only had eyes for money now.

Just as Zhao Chujiu was leaving with a pout, a black-clad figure appeared in front of Bai Yan's door.

Bai Yan was busy putting her little coins into her purse. Seeing the dark figure, she cast a suspicious glance at him, but then ignored him and prepared to head back into the courtyard with her little cart.

"I brought candied hawthorns. Do you want some?" The young man pulled two skewers of candied hawthorns from behind his back.

The moment Bai Yan saw the candied hawthorns, she suddenly began to retch.

The young man's expression turned ugly in an instant.

"Are you pregnant?" he asked, his tone filled with disbelief and a hint of irritation.

Bai Yan covered her mouth and glanced at the young man in black, thought for a moment, and then hurried back into the courtyard.