Chapter 24 Last night, Old Zhang and his wife…

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang couldn't sleep well after returning home last night. They were so sick with diarrhea they were practically exhausted! They kept running to the public restroom, and if they were even a little slow, they'd have to go. In the end, they just wrapped themselves in blankets and slept outside the public restroom so they could use it conveniently.

In the latter half of the night, their stomachs finally calmed down, and the two of them were exhausted, so they simply slept outside.

The two of them hated Jiang Can to the core. She was so ruthless. After being tormented like that, they both lost at least three pounds, if not five.

Zhang Kui felt his face had become longer, his waist thinner, and his legs were trembling uncontrollably.

All the fat on my body comes from what I eat. How much do I need to replenish it to make up for what I've lost?

The two were woken up by the noise. A neighbor was eating while using the toilet and almost stepped on their feet. When they saw the faces clearly, they were terrified, their faces turned pale, and they screamed, "A ghost!"

Zhang Kui felt it was bad luck that he was woken up before dawn by someone stepping on him and calling them ghosts. "Old Huang, are you fucking crazy? Who are you cursing!"

Old Huang ran off without looking back. Zhang Kui and his wife grabbed their bedding, ready to go home and continue sleeping. Zhang Kui said, "Why is our house so bright?"

Zhang Kui's wife cried out, "Fire?"

The two dropped the blankets and ran home. Their appearance terrified the neighbors, who thought the two were ghosts. With such a huge fire, there was no way they could have survived.

When they touched the warm hands, they learned that the two had been suffering from diarrhea all night and had slept outside the public toilet.

They were lucky enough to escape this calamity.

The fire started at four o'clock, when everyone was sound asleep. It wasn't until the fire had grown quite large that the neighbors discovered it. They immediately called the local fire department, but the fire was too intense to extinguish.

Fortunately, there was some distance between the courtyards, so one fire didn't burn down an entire street.

Zhang Kui and his wife were furious and wanted nothing more than to rush in and put out the fire, but rushing in now would be like offering themselves as a sacrifice, as the fire was too big.

The neighbors pulled them aside, saying, "You're lucky to be alive. If you had fallen asleep inside in the middle of the night, you would definitely be dead." They then scolded the two for being so careless and for their house catching fire.

Zhang Kui's wife knelt on the ground and wailed, "You heartless bastard! We didn't even have a coal stove in our house, how could it catch fire?"

Zhang Kui's eyes were practically spitting fire: "That bitch Wen Ming, she wants us dead, that son of a bitch Wen Ming."

The fire was raging fiercely, threatening their lives. They were in pain and terrified, barely able to stand.

The person they hated all night, Jiang Can, had actually saved their lives. If it weren't for Jiang Can causing them diarrhea, they wouldn't have ended up sleeping by the toilet door.

The two men wanted nothing more than to kill Wen Ming. They were convinced that Wen Ming was behind it all, that he was trying to harm them! How ruthless Wen Ming was!

Old Zhang and his wife's accusations against Wen Ming were naturally useless, as they had no evidence whatsoever. The police wouldn't investigate based on mere speculation, so the couple had no choice but to leave the police station.

With their home gone, they didn't know if Wen Ming would give up, or if he would even try to kill them! They dared not stay in Liao County any longer and wished they could escape to another county immediately.

But he was still furious, so he ran away. He would never be able to let it go for the rest of his life. He might even die of anger while eating one day. He had to get revenge on Wen Ming.

That's how this idea came about.

Wen Ming refused to apologize even after spending eight thousand yuan, isn't that because he cherishes his reputation? These two are trying to ruin Wen Ming's reputation, making him lose both money and his reputation.

Zhang Kui sang with increasing enthusiasm, making up a rhyme: "In bed you spout lewd words, wanton and passionate, but once you get out of bed you turn your back on me. Oh dear, all my love has been wasted, you are the most poisonous woman. I killed and set fires for you, but you want to set fire to kill me. Today I cut my hair and sever all ties with you, I will never believe you again, you poisonous woman, Sai Jinlian."

He sang for a long time, and just as the steel mill security team rushed out of the factory, Zhang Kui and his wife threw down their gongs and drums and took out two cans from their bags: "Make way, make way, my 'Rejuvenating Soup' is blind!"

The name "Huilongtang" sounds nice, but it's actually just urine.

He unscrewed a jar, and a foul odor wafted out.

Everyone: ...

Quickly clear the way! It would be disgusting to have this can spilled on you.

Some workers tried to get close to Director Wen and the deputy factory director, attempting to surround Zhang Kui and his wife. They were splashed with water, and others nearby were also splashed. After one can was poured on them, Zhang Kui took another can out of his bag, which was bulging, indicating that it contained quite a lot.

Using this disgusting "Returning Dragon Soup," the two rushed out of the crowd without looking back.

The two had come prepared and had already planned their escape route; they disappeared in a flash.

The security team wanted to give chase, but the main gate was blocked by people, making it impossible to catch up. They could only watch as the two disappeared completely.

Zhang Kui and his wife left, but the conversation didn't stop.

"I heard that so-and-so likes this young man. She even had her eye on the husband of the owner of Zhang's Restaurant before, and now she's sleeping with Zhang Kui."

"Tsk, at her age, she's still lusting after young women. She'd better stay away from that girl in the future. What if she takes advantage of her position as a leader and forces herself on someone?"

"Our deputy factory director has a green meadow on his head."

If there's too much gossip, it might just become true.

"I wonder how much money that couple embezzled. They just gave away eight thousand yuan without a second thought. They must have had a lot more money at home after giving away so much."

"Why can't it be wages?"

"Forget it, the couple couldn't even make eight thousand yuan a year if they didn't eat or drink. If it were their salary, would they be willing to give it to me? Even if I knelt down and apologized, don't even think about deducting eight hundred yuan from my hand."

"Don't even mention eight hundred, I wouldn't give you eighty."

Eight thousand yuan! Who has that much money?

Many families simply can't save money. Food, drink, and basic necessities are all expensive, aren't they? Elders and children don't cost money, right? If someone has a headache or fever, a trip to the hospital can be a huge expense.

Since it's not wages, but money earned from the factory, it harms the workers' interests.

If this deal harms your own interests, then everyone will be unhappy, and everyone will despise you!

Now Zhang Kui and his wife are saying that their house was burned down, and that they would have died if they hadn't been lucky. Although this has not been confirmed, it can't be lied about, and someone will have to go to the vicinity of Zhang Kui's house to inquire about it.

Tsk tsk tsk, even as a lover, he's so ruthless, he's truly like a woman who has lost her love.

Zhang Kui and his wife weren't good people either; even good people wouldn't have done what they did yesterday.

However, people always sympathize with the weak, and Zhang Kui and his companion are the weak ones now.

The crowd was abuzz with gossip, and Wen Ming's reputation was completely ruined in the steel rolling mill.

Wen Ming knew about the big thing that had happened outside, but she didn't dare to come out. She screamed, slammed the documents off the table, and, still not satisfied, smashed the cups and thermos flasks.

He was panting heavily, his hair practically steaming.

Wen Yingying hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Auntie, you, you and Zhang Kui... did you really do that?" Her face turned red after she asked the question.

She is, after all, an unmarried girl.

Wen Ming's face turned green. She remembered Zhang Kui and his wife spitting at her, and her stomach acid kept rising, causing her to gag uncontrollably.

However, there was nothing left for her to vomit. From last night until noon today, she hadn't eaten a single thing, and even drinking water made her vomit.

Hearing Yingying say that now, she felt even more disgusted.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly be with that kind of country bumpkin... I will only ever love your uncle."

Wen Yingying pursed her lips, "It wasn't me who said it, it was... Zhang Kui who sang it outside, and now everyone in the factory is saying it."

Wen Ming went berserk: "I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him! Zhou Lin is such an idiot, he can't even handle such a small matter! How am I supposed to work at the factory after this? What will everyone think of me?"

Wen Yingying: "Aunt, calm down. The most important thing now is to explain quickly. Is Jiang Can cursed? He's only been here a few days and he's caused so much trouble. It's really strange. Why do we always have bad luck when we get involved with Jiang Can?"

She was the one who gave Jiang Can the compensation money before, and she was severely criticized by her superiors at the time.

Wen Ming certainly hated Jiang Can. With Zhang Kui causing such a scene, her eight thousand yuan was essentially wasted.

Money doesn't matter, we can earn more. But how can we recover from losing face?

The office door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked in with a cold face. When he saw Wen Yingying there, he said, "Yingying, go eat first."

Wen Yingying said, "Uncle, what's being said outside is all rumors. My aunt has nothing to do with anyone else." After saying that, she glanced at Wen Ming, then left with some unease, closing the door behind her.

Wen Ming plopped down in a chair and started crying, "How am I supposed to face anyone now? Why is Jiang Can so difficult? Should I really let her go to university? What if it affects Xiao Kai…?"

Fan Chaoyang pushed up his glasses. "It won't affect Xiao Kai. Don't worry about it. The Shen family won't let her keep causing trouble." He felt helpless. Wen Ming was really stupid. Even if he was going to set a fire, he should have set it on Jiang Can. What difference would it make if Zhang Kui was burned to death? The matter would still not be resolved. It would only cause unnecessary trouble.

Wen Ming: "Then what am I supposed to do? The rumors outside are so awful."

Fan Chaoyang: "No one will really believe that. After a while, no one will say it anymore. Besides, I'm the deputy factory director, and you're the head of the propaganda department. Who would dare to say such things?"

Wen Ming felt somewhat relieved.

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After watching the spectacle, Jiang Can became even more energetic while selling food, exclaiming that Zhang Kui and his wife were incredibly powerful. With all that commotion, the mix of truth and falsehood in their words was both dramatic and exciting, and probably half of Liao County would know about it.

Wen Ming has lost all face and dignity.

Moreover, Wen Ming is truly ruthless; he actually set fire to the house, which shows he genuinely wanted to take lives.

Wen Ming hates Zhang Kui, but he should hate himself even more.

Jiang Can felt uneasy. What if someone set fire to her house...? She didn't want to worry unnecessarily, but she still had to be careful. Was it too late to raise a puppy now?

If a fire breaks out in the middle of the night, a dog will definitely be more alert than a person.

I don't expect the puppy to bite anyone, I just hope it can wake her up. I asked Fang Yuan and Huang Xiaoling if they knew anyone with a puppy and if I could adopt one.

Fang Yuan said his relative has a female dog that was heavily pregnant a while ago and is probably due to give birth. After she's a month old, he'll go pick out a nice one to bring home.

There were many people eating today, and they were all discussing this matter, so Jiang Can took the opportunity to inquire whether Wen Ming's family had any children who were in college.

This news was easy to find out. Wen Ming has a son who went to study in Haicheng three years ago. He's studying at Haicheng Normal University and is doing very well. Wen Ming is very proud of him and has talked about it a lot.

Jiang Can: "You're such a good student! You actually got into Shanghai Normal University!"

The aunt scoffed, "Fan Zhongkai was an average student since he was little. I don't know what kind of luck he had, but he did so well on the college entrance exam." Why didn't her son do well on the exam? He had to repeat a year before he could get into a junior college.

Jiang Can sneered. No wonder Wen Ming was biting her like a dog; it turned out he had a son who took someone else's place in college. She gave him an extra half-spoon of braised fish: "Oh, you can get into college with bad grades? Even with good luck, you can't do that. Did you get some past college entrance exam questions? Or did you take someone else's place in college?"

The aunt gasped, leaned closer, and whispered, "You can do that?"

Jiang Can: "Who knows? You should eat quickly, it tastes best when it's hot."

While selling food, Jiang Can learned a lot about the Wen family during casual conversation. Wen Ming and her husband Fan Chaoyang were a model couple. They had been married for decades and had never had a serious argument. Fan Chaoyang was also a kind-hearted person at the factory, treating everyone well. Many people felt sorry for Fan Chaoyang because he loved his wife and children so much, but his wife was a vicious woman who liked to sleep with young men. They felt very sorry for Fan Chaoyang!

Lunch sold out quickly, and many customers were asking if they could order stir-fried dishes.

There are only so many kinds of fast food, and there will always be times when you don't like what you're looking for. Besides, you can't exactly treat someone to fast food when you're treating them to a meal! Ideally, it should include braised meat and stir-fried dishes.

That won't work for now. She's going to Moling Town next Monday, so she won't be able to cook at the restaurant all the time.

After finishing the lunch rush and tidying up the shop, Jiang Can discussed wages with Huang Xiaoling: 180 yuan a month, including lunch and dinner. If he performed well, his salary would increase.

Huang Xiaoling burst into tears of joy, "Boss, I will definitely work hard."

The salary was beyond her expectations. The boss was a good person, the boss's apprentice was good, the lunch was good, and she ate whatever they sold. It was all meat and very juicy!

She actually managed to find such a good job.

Jiang Can: "Okay, I'll wait and give you a raise."

In the afternoon, Huang Xiaoling and Fang Yuan were responsible for preparing the side dishes, while she focused on practicing her test papers. For her, the most important things were making money and studying.

The dinner was equally lively, with Wen Ming remaining the center of attention.

It has been confirmed that Zhang Kui and his wife's house burned down. Fortunately, they did not stay in the house that night, otherwise they might have been burned to death.

The fire started tonight, and since everyone was fast asleep, they probably won't wake up again.

Moreover, Zhang Kui and his wife have already left, and no one has seen them since, which shows that they are truly afraid of Wen Ming.

Wen Ming is too ruthless.

If you offend her, she can really take your life.

Fang Yuan started trying cold-dressed braised meat and vegetables. Jiang Can made the dressing and chili oil himself. In addition, he was generous with the side dishes such as cilantro, onions, green onions, and garlic slices. The dish tasted just as good.

Huang Xiaoling was serving food to people on the side, and she had no skill in serving food, because they didn't allow people to flip the wok in their restaurant.

Jiang Can relaxed and collected money on the side, mainly listening to people's conversations. Don't underestimate the information in the restaurant.

Half a day later, Wen Ming explained that he had not done it and that it was all a frame-up by evil people! He even wrote a statement and posted it on the blackboard.

Unfortunately, nobody believed it.

The deputy factory director also forbade anyone to discuss it.

Everyone was gossiping behind her back, not daring to actually say anything to Wen Ming's face, lest they offend her and be punished.

The deputy director of the publicity department even came to eat, and was very friendly to Jiang Can. He bought a lot of braised meat, gave him twenty yuan, and refused to accept the two yuan change.

Jiang Can added another piece of beef to his bowl.

The deputy director looked smug. He hadn't even dared to dream of becoming the head of the propaganda department, but Wen Ming was such a disappointment. His reputation was ruined, and he was bound to be dismissed. He could forget about being the head of the propaganda department. Now he was just waiting for a promotion.

Jiang Can casually changed the subject, bringing up Wen Ming's son, Fan Zhongkai. Someone mentioned that Fan Zhongkai's admission to university was suspected to be due to him having practiced the exam questions or having someone else take his place. Upon hearing this, the deputy director immediately perked up. "Is that so?"

Fan Zhongkai is not just Wen Ming's son; he is the son of the propaganda department director and the deputy factory director!

Jiang Can was pleased to see that he had taken her words to heart.

Even better news is that the enamel factory has secured its second apartment.

The God of Wealth really does get things done!

A middle-aged couple at the table against the wall looked worried and couldn't eat the delicious food. The young man opposite them, on the other hand, was eating heartily. By the time most of the other customers had finished eating and left, this couple was still not done.

The young man ate large mouthfuls of braised meat: "Mom, I don't care. I have to live in a new house when I get married. Meimei said that if we don't have a new house, she will abort the baby in her belly. She checked and found out that she is carrying two sons."

Middle-aged man: "Are they really two sons?"

The young man said, "Why would I lie to you? I went to the hospital with Meimei. Her aunt's hospital has an ultrasound machine that can tell the sex of the baby. They pointed out the two little ones to me. They were the size of rice grains. How could a daughter have those? I don't want to buy a house, but Meimei doesn't want to. Now the family only allows one child. If we have an abortion, the next one might be a daughter. What's there to be reluctant about in that old house? It only has two rooms, and the living room is small and cramped. Let's sell this one and buy an apartment in Ruyi City. Those houses are built in a grand style. When your two precious grandchildren are born, they'll live in a bright, big house and they'll definitely grow up better."

This really appeals to middle-aged men and women.

The middle-aged woman said, “I didn’t say we wouldn’t sell, but we can’t rush to sell this house. If we don’t sell it at a good price, you don’t know how hard they’ll try to drive down the price. Our house was worth over 20,000 yuan, but they’ve managed to push the price down to 18,000 yuan. Are you willing to lose two or three thousand yuan in the process? With that money, we could have bought a TV, a refrigerator, and a washing machine.”

The young man said, "The enamel factory buildings aren't worth much. Don't miss this opportunity; you won't be able to sell them for even 18,000 yuan a month. I can't bear to lose my two big, fat sons."

He couldn't stand it, and middle-aged couples couldn't stand it even more.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth: "Fine! I'll sell."

Jiang Can perked up, "No way! Who's trying to drive the price down like that? I can't stand seeing people get ripped off. I'm actually thinking of buying a house! Is your house safe? Is it prone to fire?"

The young man, a worker at the steel rolling mill, was very familiar with recent events. He chuckled, "Boss Jiang, are you afraid of a fire too?"

Director Wen hates Old Zhang and his wife so much that he's been stabbing them in the back. How could he not hate Jiang Can? Who knows what kind of wicked schemes he's plotting behind their backs.

Jiang Can: "Who wouldn't be afraid? If Old Zhang and his wife were seen as a thorn in someone's side and were to be killed, I would be afraid too. Unfortunately, my house also has a courtyard."

The young man looked at Jiang Can with great surprise. Who would have thought that having a meal would lead to finding another buyer? "Mr. Jiang, are you really going to buy a house? I'm not worried about a fire. There are many people in the tenement building. Even a stranger would be spotted. No one can just run into the house and set it on fire. Besides, there are security guards at the door, and there are patrol teams at night."

There was actually no patrol team, but Jiang Can didn't know that, so whatever he said was true.

The middle-aged couple could tell that Jiang Can was really interested, and they kept saying that the enamel factory's residential building was safe and wouldn't catch fire.

Jiang Can seemed to be persuaded: "Name your price, and if it's reasonable, I'll buy it!"

The middle-aged couple exchanged a glance, and the young man spoke first: "Twenty-two thousand! Our house is 48 square meters, with two bedrooms and a living room. We just renovated it two years ago, and we'll leave all the furniture in the house for you."

Jiang Can immediately stopped smiling and frowned: "You guys just said you'd sell it for 18,000, that's a bit too much. Are you trying to rip me off? Do you think I'm a sucker?"

The young man was stunned. Considering all the recent events at Jiang's Restaurant, no matter what, it all proved Jiang Can was very shrewd. He immediately became anxious: "Boss Jiang, isn't doing business all about bargaining? You can bargain! It's not like you're going to kill me off with one blow."

The middle-aged couple quickly said, "The price is negotiable. How much do you think is suitable?"

Fang Yuan: "Master, I don't want this."

Jiang Can nodded, "I certainly won't cheat anyone, but I won't suffer a loss either. I'll look around some more and see if anyone at the steel rolling mill is selling a house; it's close to my shop. Please continue your meal, you three."

The young man said, "No, aren't you in a hurry to move in? We can move out in the next couple of days! How about this, 21,000! That's the market price, we're really not asking for more."

The price is still too high, and Jiang Can remains silent.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth: "Twenty thousand yuan, and I'll keep all the furniture for you."

They initially thought they could fool the young girl and make a quick buck, but they were wrong. Of course, anyone doing business near a steel mill is shrewd.

The middle-aged woman said, “Mr. Jiang, you’re a businessman and an honest man, so we won’t ask for more. This house is really worth 20,000 yuan. Although the furniture is old, it’s all solid wood and will last for decades. I’ve always taken good care of my house, so you’ll definitely like it when you see it. Take a look at the house first.”

Jiang Can: "Uncle and Aunt, for your sake, I'll trust you one more time. How about this, you eat first, and after you finish, I'll go with you."

Huang Xiaoling was secretly anxious: "Boss, are you really going to buy it? You were willing to sell it for 18,000 just now, but you've raised the price by 2,000! Isn't this bullying?"

Jiang Can: "I don't like to suffer losses or make a profit. I hate people who take advantage of others' misfortunes. If it's really worth 20,000, I'm willing to pay. It's just that I don't have enough money, otherwise I would also buy a house in Ruyi City."

The middle-aged couple panicked. What would they do if Boss Jiang bought the house in Ruyi City? They had to sell the house to Boss Jiang. They quickened their eating, wanting to finish quickly so they could go look at the house and finalize the deal.

"Master, you are a gentleman." Fang Yuan looked at Jiang Can with admiration and respect, filled with Confucian reverence.

Huang Xiaoling felt even more that she had followed the right person; the boss was truly a good person, and she looked at him with admiration.

Jiang Can also felt that she was a good person; she didn't take advantage of others at all! Others offered 18,000 yuan less and the homeowner was still willing to sell, but she offered 20,000 yuan without haggling at all.

She is a good person of noble character and high moral integrity.

The family of three finished their meal quickly and were about to take Jiang Can to see a house.

Jiang Can said a few words to Fang Yuan and Huang Xiaoling, then picked up her schoolbag, rode her bicycle, and left to go see the house with them.

The middle-aged man was named Fang Jianguo, and the woman was named Zhu Caiying; both were workers at the enamelware factory. The young man was named Fang Wenzhou; he was a worker at the steel rolling mill.

The Fang family's house is located in the middle of the sixth floor of building 7. After the door opened, Zhu Caiying introduced her family's situation.

The house was very clean, and the furniture, though old items, was also kept spotless, showing that the homeowner knew how to manage a household well. Jiang Can was genuinely pleased after seeing it. "Auntie, you're amazing! You've kept the house so well-maintained. Once I move in, I won't need to buy anything else. This house cost 20,000 yuan, and the furniture is clean, so I'll add another 200 yuan. If you think it's suitable, let's go to transfer the ownership first thing tomorrow morning. I'm in a hurry to move in, so can you move out within a week?"

The Fang family never expected that they could get two hundred yuan for such broken furniture, and they really thought Jiang Can was an honest person.

Fang Wenzhou was overjoyed and readily agreed. Fearing that Jiang Can might change his mind, he insisted on making Jiang Can write a statement, saying that if anyone went back on their word, they would have to pay him five thousand yuan in compensation.

Jiang Can pretended to be angry, "I've always kept my word since I was little, and I never go back on my word. But since you brought it up, let's write it down as proof."

Jiang Can wrote two certificates, and he and Fang Jianguo signed their names and pressed their fingerprints on them, one for each family.

After leaving the steel rolling mill, Jiang Can breathed a sigh of relief, overjoyed. His luck had truly arrived, unstoppable. On the first day of the new year, he offered pig's head, pork knuckle, and roast chicken to the God of Wealth.

Even if the Fang family goes back on their word, they still have five thousand yuan.

This trip was totally worth it.

She rode her bicycle home, intending to take a detour past the park entrance. She usually chose to go where there were many people, but now she really didn't dare to go where there were few people, genuinely afraid that someone would try to harm her.

There was no way around it; I'd offended too many people.

She's certainly not afraid to fight one or two women and can beat them to a pulp, but if it's a group of people, she'll have nowhere to run.

Just as she stepped out of the enamel factory gate, a person darted out from behind a sycamore tree by the roadside. Because the person was backlit, she couldn't see their face clearly, which startled Jiang Can. She slammed on the brakes and turned to run away.

I'm ready to pull a kitchen knife out of my bag at any moment.

"Can Can, it's me."

Shen Lang couldn't help but laugh, "Ride slower, wait for me! I'm not a tiger, I'm not going to eat you!" He was actually quite pleased that Jiang Can was so wary!

He rode his bicycle and caught up with them.

Jiang Can slowed down his pedaling: "You scared me! I thought it was someone else. I was about to grab a kitchen knife! You're back so early today?"

After Shen Lang caught up, he rode alongside you and said, "You came back early. When I went to pick you up from the restaurant, Fang Yuan said you were here to look at houses, so I waited for you here. I saw you were just about to come over when you turned around and ran away. Not bad, not bad, very alert. What did you do? Fang Yuan treats you like an idol when he talks about you. I've only been your apprentice for a day, and I'm already being relegated to the back of the list."

Jiang Can: "I am a person of high moral character, intelligent and resourceful. Is it any wonder that Yuanyuan admires me?"

Shen Lang rolled his eyes: "How's the house hunting going?"

Jiang Can was overjoyed: "It's settled! Twenty thousand two hundred, all the furniture is included, we'll transfer the ownership tomorrow morning. We also signed a document stating that whoever backs out will have to compensate the other party five thousand yuan."

So no matter what, there's always income.

Shen Lang: "This God of Wealth didn't kneel for nothing! This house was worth buying!" When passing by the park, he locked the car in the parking lot and took Jiang Can to the park.

The park is so dark, it's a perfect spot for a date.

The two had no feelings for each other before marriage, and after marriage they were both busy making money, so they haven't even gone on a date yet!

Shen Lang, holding Jiang Can's hand, recounted today's earnings: they took 15,000 yuan worth of goods, sold over 40,000 yuan worth, and after paying the cost and wages, they still had 20,000 yuan left.

This time, it was also a market day. Zhu Zi and his mother were selling goods at the market. They reserved nearly three thousand yuan worth of goods for them. Zhu Zi was in charge of selling, while his mother, who lacked experience, was mainly responsible for watching the clothes to prevent them from being stolen. His mother was paid two hundred yuan a day.

Zhu Zi's mother didn't ask for a salary at first; she gave Zhu Zi a share of the profits! It was over a thousand yuan a day. Even if the whole family came to help, it would be worth it.

The whole family is grateful to Shen Lang for helping Zhu Zi out. He found Zhu Zi a job as a security guard, and now that the cotton mill has gone bankrupt, he's helping Zhu Zi start a business.

Shen Lang wouldn't mistreat Zhu Zi's mother in this matter; her salary would definitely be paid properly. Zhu Zi's mother worked even harder, her eyes wide open, determined not to let anyone steal a single piece of clothing. As more and more people arrived, she sold the goods even better than Zhu Zi.

When you strike up a conversation with middle-aged or elderly people and recommend clothes, you always manage to hit the nail on the head.

Shen Lang led He Fengnian to find merchants to discuss cooperation. Other clothing buyers were envious of how well they were selling their clothes. They could wholesale the clothes to them at a price lower than the selling price, and then they could sell them in the same way.

At each market, you can usually buy one or two thousand yuan worth of goods from one or two vendors. In one market, you can consume nearly four thousand yuan worth of goods.

Then I went to other large markets and sold another 8,000 yuan worth of goods. There are many knowledgeable people, and good goods are not afraid of not being able to sell.

Zhu Zi and his mother made a high profit selling goods at the market; they sold 3,000 yuan worth of goods for 12,000 yuan. Wholesale profits were slightly lower, but they quadrupled their profit margin, selling 12,000 yuan worth of goods for almost 30,000 yuan.

Actually, selling goods at large markets is more profitable, as a portion of the wholesale profit goes to the merchants.

But since this stuff belongs to the factory, it's better to sell it quickly and keep the profits for yourself. Besides, Liaoxian Cotton Mill isn't the only factory that went bankrupt, so Shen Lang isn't worried about running out of stock.

When Jiang Can heard about the 20,000 yuan, his eyes widened. "A house a day? This money must have come out of thin air! No wonder Wen Ming was able to give me 8,000 yuan without batting an eye! Money is too easy to make."

Shen Lang grabbed her waist and put her on the railing to sit. He grabbed her hand and put something on her wrist; it was cool and heavy.

Jiang Can looked down, delighted: "A bracelet? You bought it for me?"

She thought it was a silver bracelet and reached out to touch it, but the light was too dim to see clearly.

Shen Lang pinched her little face, which was smooth and tender, even more so than an unpeeled egg. He couldn't get enough of touching it. "If I didn't buy it, how could I have found it? When we got married, I didn't buy you anything, so I'm making up for it."

Jiang Can was overjoyed. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Shen Lang's neck, giving him a big kiss. "Shen Lang, I like you very much."

She was unloved growing up. When her grandmother was on her deathbed, she gave Jiang Ning a silver bracelet that she had worn all her life. Jiang Ning often showed off the bracelet, saying, "Even though Grandma took care of you more than me, the person she loved the most was always me."

Jiang Can was truly heartbroken at that time. She wasn't just envious of the silver bracelet; she was simply disheartened. It turned out that in her grandmother's heart, she could never compare to Jiang Ning.

Now, she also has a silver bracelet.

Shen Lang was overjoyed; the gold bracelet hadn't been a waste of money! He wanted to bring Jiang Can something today, and in his heart, money was the best, but the best thing to have was gold and silver.

If he didn't have much money, he would buy a silver earring. But he had money, so of course he had to buy gold, and he chose this gold bracelet.

Gold costs 83 yuan per gram, and this bracelet weighs 36 grams, totaling 2,980 yuan. When he paid for it, he also felt it was expensive, as he had never spent so much money on anything other than a house.

What if Jiang Can doesn't like gold because it's considered vulgar?

Well, the probability of Jiang Can disliking it is very low. He and Jiang Can are the same type of people; they both love money.

Seeing Jiang Can so happy now, throwing himself into his arms and kissing him, he really felt that the money was well spent. He just didn't buy enough; he'd buy a gold necklace next time.

He enjoyed Jiang Can's proactive kiss, and his hands began to wander upwards.

Jiang Can pressed his hand down, "Not outside."

Shen Lang carried her into the small bamboo grove, placed her on a rock, and was about to continue their kiss when he reached inside Jiang Can's clothes. He heard faint moaning and groaning sounds, mixed with splashing sounds.

In the darkness, Shen Lang's mischievous hand immediately quieted down, and he deeply felt that the voice was affected and unpleasant to listen to. His wife's voice was much better, both delicate and charming, and when she sobbed, it was like pear blossoms in the rain, making him unable to resist. He loved it the most.

Damn it, he didn't want anyone to hear Jiang Can's voice, not even a whisper! Who knows if there were other people outside?

He ran off with his wife in his arms again.

Jiang Can laughed and fell into Shen Lang's arms. After that, Shen Lang became much more well-behaved, kissing, hugging, touching his hands, and rubbing his face, making sure no one else could hear Jiang Can's voice.

He felt this was the right thing to do, because along the way, they discovered another couple hiding behind a big tree doing something that cannot be described.

Aren't you afraid of being discovered?

Unable to contain their emotions to the point of being fearless?

He was also overwhelmed with emotion, but he was also very possessive and didn't want others to hear Jiang Can's voice.

Thinking about it, I didn't want to continue strolling in the park. I should hurry home. No matter how much I called out, no one would hear me at home. How could I waste this beautiful night in the park?

He couldn't wait to take Jiang Can away, and because he thought Jiang Can was walking too slowly, he carried Jiang Can on his back and ran outside, as if someone was chasing them.

Jiang Can covered her face. "Does it have to be this rushed?!"

She understood everything that was on Shen Lang's mind, even without thinking.

The further out they went, the brighter the streetlights became. Jiang Can stretched out her wrist to take a closer look at her silver bracelet, as she hadn't been able to see what it looked like before.

The patterns on it should resemble auspicious clouds.

Under the streetlights, she could clearly see the bracelet on her wrist.

This bracelet isn't silver; it's gold. "A gold bracelet? Made of gold?"

Shen Lang pinched her butt: "Otherwise what? Would I make a fake one to fool you?"

Jiang Can couldn't describe her feelings at that moment. She thought it was a silver bracelet, but it turned out to be gold. Gold is much more expensive than silver, and all the resentment that had been weighing on her heart instantly dissipated.

She even wanted to show the Jiang family that she didn't need a silver bracelet.

She's found someone better, and she's doing very well now!

She couldn't help but kiss Shen Lang again, just feeling happy.

Shen Lang will buy her jewelry, and when she earns her own money, she can buy it herself! After the demolition and relocation, she'll become incredibly wealthy, wearing different kinds of gold and silver jewelry every day!

Jiang Can was filled with anticipation for the future.

First, they went to the parking lot to ride bicycles. The fee for two bicycles was four cents. Shen Lang gave five cents and couldn't wait for the old man at the gate to give him change. He got on his bicycle and left, complaining that Jiang Can was riding too slowly. He even held onto Jiang Can's handlebars with one hand and rode off together.

Jiang Can was really afraid that he would fall and hurt himself.

When Jiang Can arrived at his doorstep, he had just taken out his keys to open the door when the yard started barking.

Shen Lang called out, "Tiger!"

The courtyard was quiet again.

Jiang Can: ? ? ?

She looked at Shen Lang: "Why is there a dog barking in our house?"

Shen Lang patted his forehead: "I forgot to tell you. I bought it in town. It's a Tibetan Mastiff, very intelligent. A while ago, it bit a relative who was climbing over the wall, so the owner sold the dog. I thought to myself, we can't be without a dog, so I went to this big dog and said, if you don't want to be killed and stewed for meat and want to come with me, don't bite me. I pulled it out of its cage, and it didn't bite me, so I bought it and brought it home. I renamed it Tiger. And you know what, it's quite intelligent."

Jiang Can exclaimed in delight: "I was just thinking about getting a puppy to guard the house! This is perfect! You have no idea how ruthless Wen Ming is. Zhang Kui's house was burned down in the middle of the night! If someone were to set fire to our house in the middle of the night, this dog's barking would keep us awake."

Shen Lang: "Whoever dares to burn down our house, kill him!"

Jiang Can was speechless. "Come on, if you kill someone and get executed, don't expect me to be your widow."

Shen Lang pinched Jiang Can's cheek again.

After opening the door, Jiang Can parked his bicycle and then followed Shen Lang to see the dog.

The Tibetan Mastiff was truly enormous, reaching up to Jiang Can's waist. It looked majestic, with a pair of bright, large eyes. Upon seeing Shen Lang, it began wagging its tail, completely ignoring Jiang Can.

Shen Lang: "Tiger, look carefully, this is also your master. You are not allowed to yell at her from now on. If you dare to be mean to her, I won't even send you to the dog meat shop, I'll just strangle you and eat you as dog meat. If anyone else comes near the yard alone, just bite them. If they bite you, you'll get a big bone to eat."

Tiger seemed to understand, and looked closely at Jiang Can, as if trying to remember Jiang Can's scent; his eyes looked particularly intelligent.

Jiang Can was very satisfied: "Good dog. I'll build Tiger a kennel for him tomorrow. If it rains, Tiger won't have any shelter."

Tiger was tied to the corner of the wall, with an old piece of clothing lying on the ground with nothing covering it. Next to him were two basins, one containing leftover food and the other containing water.

Shen Lang: "Okay." He reached out to hug Jiang Can, whispering as he nibbled on her earlobe, "We've seen the dog, let's go back inside and get down to business!"

Jiang Can was suddenly bitten on the earlobe, and he was about to explode. "Can't you be serious for once!"

Shen Lang: "I'm not proper? I didn't even ask you to shout it outside."

Before taking a shower, she collected some "interest"—her voice was so beautiful, both sweet and alluring, it was irresistible. After the shower, she got serious. Shen Lang had been craving her all the way, and now he was really fierce, making Jiang Can unable to resist. He knew her sensitive spots all too well.

She couldn't bear it, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Shen Lang licked away the tears from the corner of her eyes. His wife was fucking beautiful.

His lips slid down her cheek, and the kiss seemed to have magic, burning everything.

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She felt tired even with the slightest movement; her thighs ached terribly. She was truly exasperated; even after indulging in sex every day, Shen Lang still wasn't satisfied.

She was a little angry, turned over and refused to face Shen Lang, sleeping on the edge of the bed, eight feet away from him.

Shen Lang wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and pulled her close, saying, "If you're going to sleep like this, I'll continue."

Jiang Can bit her lip, turned to face Shen Lang, and gently advised, "We are at the age when we are growing. Doing this every day will be too much for our bodies. You should eat more vegetables."

Shen Lang put his arm around his wife and said, "As the old saying goes, there are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not land that is over-plowed. Don't worry, you'll be fine."

Jiang Can took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

Shen Lang didn't know why he liked Jiang Can so much. The more he slept with her, the more he liked her. She looked exactly like him. He hugged her tighter and slept soundly.

The next day, Jiang Can woke up at almost six o'clock.

Shen Lang set off even earlier, leaving home before five o'clock.

The bedroom door could be locked from the outside, so there was no need to wake Jiang Can. The front door was also locked; Shen Lang climbed over the wall to get out.

As she got dressed, she thought about how good it is to be young. Her back and legs ached yesterday, but after a good night's sleep, she was fine. There were still some bruises on her knees and some of the heavier hickeys on her body that hadn't faded yet, but they weren't a big deal. They were just reminders of how intense things had been the night before.

She took a deep breath, feeling her face and ears burning. She rubbed her cheeks, thinking, "What the hell am I blushing for?!"

As she lifted her wrist, she immediately felt a distinct weight on it; this gold bracelet was quite substantial, and it was rather tiring for her hand. In the sunlight, the gold bracelet shone even brighter, and the auspicious clouds on it appeared exceptionally beautiful.

She was more than willing to endure such exhaustion.

After she got dressed, she heated up her breakfast and then turned on the stove to make a brown sugar and egg tea. She needed to eat more nourishing food!

She took three meat buns to see Tiger. Tiger looked even more imposing during the day; he was huge, with thick fur, but he was a bit thin.

That's true. If Tiger's previous owner was willing to sell it, he certainly wouldn't be willing to feed it well.

Tiger bit a stranger who climbed over the wall. The owner knew it was a relative, but the dog didn't. Besides, what kind of good person could a relative who climbs over the wall be?

It's really not Tiger's fault; he's a good dog that guards the house.

It was a dog that bit, so Jiang Can didn't dare to get close. It was outside the reach of the chain, and she wasn't afraid of being bitten if Tiger tried to bite her.

Tiger lay on the old clothes, glanced at Jiang Can, and continued sleeping.

Jiang Can: "Tiger, are you hungry? Want some steamed buns? Meat buns!"

There was bran rice mixed in the dog bowl; it looked like the dog had eaten quite a bit. Shen Lang mixed it for him this morning; it was just enough to fill him up, nothing compared to the aroma of a meat bun.

Tiger ignored him and continued sleeping.

Jiang Can took a bite of the meat bun. "This bun smells so good. I just don't know if Big Dog will like it. If he doesn't, I'll eat it all."

Tiger stared at her hand, drooling, but still didn't move.

Jiang Can finished his steamed bun, but Hu Zi remained in the same position.

Jiang Can clicked his tongue; this dog was quite restrained.

She threw the other two steamed buns in front of Hu Zi.

Tiger grabbed it in his bite and carried it into the doghouse to eat.

The two steamed buns were quite large, but for Tiger, they were nothing; he could easily bite off half of one in one bite. However, Tiger cherished them, eating them very carefully, even licking up any scraps of meat that had fallen into his den.

Jiang Can sat comfortably in a recliner, watching Hu Zi eat steamed buns while sipping brown sugar and egg tea.

She said, "Tiger, the food that Shen Lang and I give you is safe to eat, but you must never eat anything given to you by others. If it's poisoned, you'll die if you eat it."

She hadn't finished her bowl of brown sugar and egg tea when someone knocked on the door. Tiger stopped eating his steamed buns and started barking at the door.

The voice sounds intimidating; if it were a bad guy, he'd probably chicken out immediately.

There were indeed bad guys outside, but right now they were behaving like grandsons in front of Jiang Can. They were the thugs who came to smash things up yesterday, called Scarface, but everyone in the underworld called him Brother Knife.

He swore a lot in the early hours of yesterday morning.

At this moment, with his right hand in a cast and his forehead bandaged, he stood meekly in front of Jiang Can, not daring to look at him even once.

When Hu Zi saw Jiang Can let the man in, he stopped gesturing and continued eating his steamed buns.

Scarface kept glancing at Tiger, a wave of fear washing over him. Luckily, that Tibetan Mastiff hadn't been there the night before; if it had bitten him, a huge chunk of flesh would have been torn off! That couple was truly ruthless.

"Sister-in-law, the matter has been taken care of."

They recounted in detail what happened last night. They hadn't been idle all night; regardless of whether they had casts or were using crutches, they all went to Chang Qing's house.

They filled several buckets with excrement and urine from the public toilet and threw them all onto Chang Qing's roof. Of course, this time they were more prepared; they threw the things and ran, instead of foolishly shouting outside. What if there was a tough guy inside?

This morning, when Changqing went to the toilet, they threw firecrackers into the latrine again, thinking that the excrement in the latrine would explode on Changqing. However, Changqing was too timid and fell directly into the latrine.

That's true. You can only find a few ruthless people like Shen Lang in the entire Liao County.

Scarface said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Jiang Can thoroughly enjoyed listening to this; it was quite exciting! It was a pity she hadn't witnessed it herself. But who was this Chang Qing? She didn't recognize him. She asked, "What's the relationship between Chang Qing and Sun Wenfeng?"

Scarface: "His brother-in-law is Sun Wenfeng."

Jiang Can scoffed. It really was Sun Wenfeng. How disgusting.

She said, "Okay, the past is settled, you can go now."

Scarface was terrified of Jiang Can. Just one look at her made his wounds throb with pain. That night, he was lying on the broken glass, screaming in agony as he was stabbed. Just as he was about to get up, Jiang Can slammed her iron hammer into him. What's worse, she was incredibly strong, and the broken glass shard went even deeper.

Now that he had received the order, Scarface ran away without looking back.

Jiang Can couldn't finish the remaining half bowl of egg tea; she had no appetite. It wasn't that Chang Qing had made her nauseous; it was simply the sound of Sun Wenfeng's name that made her nauseous.

He has harmed her time and time again, while Sun Wenfeng enjoys immense success.

She poured the remaining half bowl of egg tea into the dog bowl as an extra treat for Tiger.

Actually, Sun Wenfeng is having a rough time right now. He doesn't know why there are so many gossipy old women at the school gate who come to see him every day, as if he were a giant panda. They say his ass is dirty, that he has an ambiguous relationship with Fang He, that he likes being fucked by male students, and that he likes licking men's assholes and eating shit.

Good heavens, who are they trying to disgust with? Who would like something like this? But those old hags say it so seriously, it's like it's the truth. Even his wife is starting to doubt him.

He doesn't dare to leave the school gate now, and he doesn't want to go home.

When he taught his classmates, they looked at him strangely. If he got close to a male classmate, that male classmate would start to feel scared and would not want to be the class monitor anymore. They would look at him with hatred and disgust, repeatedly saying that he was some kind of dirty thing.

The worst thing was that a man from outside the school sneaked into his dorm room and said he was willing to be licked.

He was so angry he almost fainted, and in a fit of rage, he threw the person out.

Then it was rumored that he disliked the other person's age and preferred teenage boys.

He was exhausted and made frequent mistakes in class.

During the meeting, he repeatedly emphasized that he was sexually normal and that he didn't like men. Unfortunately, it's easy to spread rumors, but it's incredibly difficult to refute them! Everyone looked at him with disdain and disgust.

Parents flocked to the school to report the incident, saying that such a social scum should not be allowed to be in the school.

The principal had no choice but to let him rest at home for a while and return to school after some time.

If he takes a break, the head of the grade will be replaced.

He sacrificed so much for the promotion, he had no desire to rest.

Recently, he brought his wife to the school and showed off their affection publicly, letting everyone see that his family is happy and harmonious and that he would never have any illicit relationships.