After taking a bath, Jiang Wanwan returned to her room.

Today I went on a shopping spree and spent more than ten taels of silver.

At this moment, there were still 128 taels of silver left.

Jiang Wanwan bought a small shovel for planting flowers from the mall, dug a hole under the bed, wrapped 110 taels of silver in a gray cloth, and buried it in the hole.

Of the remaining dozen or so taels of silver, she planned to give ten taels to Jiang Jialin and Madam Lu, and keep the remaining eight taels for herself.

The two men were good to her, and she wanted to be good to them in return.

Jiang Wanwan repeatedly used a small shovel to flatten and even out the surface until there was no trace of imperfection before she stopped.

Looking at the silver buried in the ground, she thought: After making money selling mosquito coils, she would take out a few hundred taels of silver to build a three-courtyard house.

She currently has enough money to build a house, but Jiang Wanwan has no intention of using it. She worries that something obtained too easily, something she hasn't earned through labor, will make the Jiang family think that it's only natural for her to use the money to build a house, which could potentially encourage their laziness.

Moreover, it could very well make them feel dependent on her.

This is not what she wanted to see.

Her ultimate goal was to help the Jiang family rise to prominence, and to help everyone else rise to prominence.

Therefore, she wanted to involve the whole family in making and selling mosquito coils so that their confidence would be built up and they would not underestimate themselves once they could earn money from selling mosquito coils.

In the future, if they encounter a greater threat, they won't be cowardly and hide behind a little girl without any initiative.

Jiang Wanwan hid the small shovel under the bed board, wiped the dirt off her hands, and was about to go to bed to rest when she suddenly saw the paper and calligraphy brush in the basket. She then remembered that she hadn't given the calligraphy brush and paper to her adoptive father yet.

So she picked up the paper, the brush, and ten taels of silver, and went to the house of her adoptive parents next door.

Jiang Wanwan curled her fingers and knocked on the door.

"Father, Mother, it's me, Wanwan. I need to talk to you about something."

"You're here." Lu's gentle voice came from inside the house.

"Squeak~~" The door was opened from the inside by Madam Lu.

"Wanwan, come in quickly." Madam Lu stepped aside to let Jiang Wanwan enter the house.

After closing the door tightly, Madam Lu asked, "Wanwan, why are you up so late? Is there something important you need to tell your parents? Or have you suffered some other grievance that you were afraid to tell us earlier?"

As she spoke, Madam Lu looked at Jiang Wanwan nervously, her eyes full of worry.

"Mother, I haven't been wronged in the slightest. Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who would silently swallow a loss."

"Daughter bought some Xuan paper and calligraphy brushes for Father in the county town today, but forgot to give them to you earlier. Now that I remembered, I brought them over." Jiang Wanwan waved the Xuan paper and calligraphy brushes in her hand.

"Father, this is a gift from your daughter to you." Jiang Wanwan handed the Xuan paper and brush to Jiang Jialin.

"Wanwan, are all these for Father?" Jiang Jialin carefully took the Xuan paper and brush. He was overwhelmed with joy and was somewhat at a loss for what to do.

This was the first time he had ever received paper and pen as a gift from someone.

He never expected that it was his daughter who gave it to him; how could he not be excited!

After the initial excitement, Jiang Jialin felt a pang of regret for the money his daughter had spent on him. "Wanwan, these papers and brushes must be expensive. You shouldn't have spent money on your father; you should have saved it to buy clothes and jewelry for yourself."