Jiang Wanwan strolled around the street for a while before returning to the noodle stall with her load of things on her back.

Jiang Jialin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his daughter return safely.

His tone became more serious, "Wanwan, next time you want to go somewhere, you must tell your father, and your father will go with you."

Jiang Wanwan nodded repeatedly, her attitude of admitting her mistake very sincere. "Yes, yes, I understand, Daddy. I won't do it again next time."

I'll do it again next time!

Jiang Jialin couldn't bear to speak harshly to Jiang Wanwan, and seeing that she was remorseful, he let the matter drop.

He walked up to Jiang Wanwan and took the basket she was carrying off the ground. Seeing that the basket contained several bags filled with various items, he asked, "Wanwan, what did you buy?"

Jiang Wanwan blinked her bright eyes at him and said, "Dad, keep this a secret. You'll find out when we get back."

Seeing this, Jiang Jialin stopped asking about the matter.

He stuffed all the things he bought that day into his basket, then slung the basket over his shoulder and left the noodle stall with Jiang Wanwan.

The sun was setting in the west, and it was soon time for the hour of You (5-7 PM).

She had arranged to meet the rice shop owner at the town gate at 5 PM to deliver the rice, so the father and daughter hurried to the town gate.

Once you step out of the town gate, you can immediately spot Ah Zhong's dilapidated oxcart.

At this moment, the aunties and grandmothers from Dashui Village who had come out to the market were already waiting on the oxcart. They were shocked to see Jiang Wanwan and her father coming out with large and small bags.

"Wow, Wan-ya, what did you all buy?"

"Wow! Isn't that meat? Goodness! Your family bought so much meat, it must weigh at least thirty pounds!"

A woman said sourly, "Yes, could it have been bought with the five taels of silver that Tie Tou's family compensated?"

Jiang Wanwan said seriously with a stern face, "Auntie, don't talk nonsense. We've already taken the money that Grandpa Tietou paid to see a doctor."

The doctor gave me acupuncture, and seeing that I was weak, he prescribed several doses of medicine, all made with precious herbs. I need to go back to town for a follow-up appointment in a few days.

The basket was full of things, but they didn't know if it contained any medicine.

The woman who had been speaking felt a little embarrassed and shut her mouth completely.

Just then, a handcart came towards the direction of the oxcart.

The women on the oxcart looked on in surprise. "Hey, why is this cart coming this way?"

"Look, isn't that guy pushing the cart from Chen's Rice Shop?"

"It seems so. Why, did any of you buy so much grain at the rice shop?"

The people on the oxcart looked at each other suspiciously.

The cart stopped in front of Jiang Wanwan and Jiang Jialin. "Greetings, gentlemen. The shopkeeper sent me to deliver your grain. Please check it over; if there are no problems, I'll help you load it onto the oxcart."

After Jiang Wanwan inspected the goods and confirmed that there were no problems, the rice shop assistant helped load the purchased grain onto the truck.

"Thank you," Jiang Wanwan said.

"Hehe, you're too kind, young lady. I'll head back now if there's nothing else." With that, the rice shop assistant pushed his cart away.

Jiang Wanwan took out five copper coins from her pocket and stuffed them into Ah Zhong's hand. She smiled and said, "Uncle Ah Zhong, our family has bought a lot of things, which take up a lot of space. These five coins are for our transportation fee."

Ah Zhong declined, saying, "I can't accept that much; two copper coins are enough."

Jiang Wanwan glared at him, "Uncle Zhong, please accept it, otherwise my father and I will feel embarrassed to ride in your car."

"Alright then." Ah Zhong gave a simple, honest smile and reluctantly accepted it.

The older women and aunties on the oxcart whispered to each other from time to time.

"My goodness, that's rice! Such a big bag, it must weigh over a hundred pounds!"

"Not only that, look at that bag, it's covered in white powder, isn't that fine flour! Good heavens, that's thirty-five coins a pound of fine flour! How can we poor people afford it!"

"And those few bags, they're probably all good stuff. The five strings of cash Jiang Tietou lost aren't nearly enough to buy all that!"

"My goodness, it seems the Jiang family has really struck it rich!"

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