Those two brats are at that annoying age, but they're incredibly energetic, so it's good to give them something to do to pass the time.

Jiang Nuan was extremely embarrassed.

She came with great enthusiasm to pull weeds, only to find that she was not as good as a child. Even though she was old and hard-hearted, she felt that she could not bear it.

Even though she was in the space, she did farm work quickly and well.

After coughing twice to cover her discomfort, Jiang Nuan finally spoke, "That makes some sense. I just remembered that someone is coming today. You two take your time pulling it out. I'll take your sister-in-law home to visit."

"Go on, go on," Huang Xiaosi waved his hand. "Women are so awkward. If you can't pull it out, just say so. I won't laugh at you, don't..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xie, enraged, kicked him in the buttocks. "Huang Xiaosi, are you looking for a beating?"

She just hasn't adjusted yet.

Back in her parents' home, she was a whiz at everything, managing the land and the household. She could weed an acre of land in a day and still cook for the whole family.

"Sister-in-law, don't get agitated," Little Fatty said with a smile. "Little Si has always been a smart aleck, I'll teach him a lesson for you."

"Alright, alright," Xie said, pursing her lips. "I'm not going to watch you two put on this act. We're leaving. You brat, stop slacking off and get to work."

Even she, a woman, felt a pang of jealousy seeing how clingy those two boys were.

Tsk tsk!

Shaking her head, Xie moved closer to Jiang Nuan, put her arm around Jiang Nuan's arm, and walked back.

The three of them walked back hand in hand, and before they even reached their doorstep, they saw Manager Jin.

"Father," Jin said with a helpless expression, "why are you here again?"

Her father visits every now and then; anyone who doesn't know the situation would think he adores his daughter.

Actually, nothing good ever comes from here.

If she hadn't repeatedly reminded herself that this was her biological father, she would have wanted to chase him away with a broom.

"You little brat, you've gone too far!" Manager Jin was so angry at these words that his liver hurt. "I raised you all these years and found you such a good husband. Where else can you find a good father like me? How dare you dislike me?"

Other people's daughters can't wait for their parents to visit them often, but this girl in his family is the opposite; she wishes he would never have to come to their door again.

Yes, he admitted that Old Lady Jiang treated her daughter-in-law like a daughter, but she couldn't abandon her parents because of that.

“I didn’t,” Jin said, pursing her lips as she opened the door. “If you hadn’t made things difficult for me every time you came, would I be in this situation?”

It's all his own doing!

Now they're blaming themselves.

Jin muttered to herself, but opened the door with remarkable speed.

"Old Jin," Jiang Nuan said, surprised that someone had actually come to her door, "just tell me, is it good news or bad news?"

Anyway, Manager Jin always had something to say when he came to visit.

The only difference is whether it's good or bad.

Of course, most of them are bad things.

"Good thing." Manager Jin snorted arrogantly, "I don't always come here to make things difficult for people."

Then, he strode into the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

The two entered the hall, and Manager Jin took out a purse from his pocket. "I've brought you some silver, two hundred and fifty taels, two hundred-tael notes and one fifty-tael note. Please count it."

Jiang Nuan took the banknotes, counted them carefully, and only put them into her pocket after confirming their authenticity and quantity. "We agreed to pay in six months, why did you send them over early?"

“What, if you don’t want it, give it back to me,” Manager Jin raised an eyebrow. “Perfect, I didn’t want to give it to you anyway.”

God knows how much it hurt him to give away so much money.

He would never have sent it over ahead of time if he wasn't worried about unforeseen circumstances.