Jiang Wanwan was stunned when she saw the resolute look in Old Madam Jiang's eyes.

She seemed to feel the love that a mother and a grandmother have for their son, grandson, daughter-in-law, and younger generations.

Grandma Jiang is a timid old woman who always talks a lot but does little. However, today, when she learned that someone might threaten her family's living space, the determination and courage hidden deep in her heart were instantly aroused.

He was no longer afraid of going to prison, all for the sake of protecting a secret formula and finding a better way out for future generations.

An indescribable emotion welled up in Jiang Wanwan's heart, making her feel a pang of sadness.

In the past, she thought this was just a book, and the Jiang family was just a character in the book. As long as she could protect herself, nothing else mattered.

But at that moment, she suddenly realized the truth.

Even the characters in the book are flesh-and-blood people who can get angry and sad just like her... They have the same emotions and desires as her, and they are all living, breathing human beings.

If—and Jiang Wanwan said if—if the Jiang family hadn't betrayed her and hadn't conspired with Su Wan'er to harm her, she might have been able to give them a better life.

Jiang Wanwan gently yet forcefully snatched the wood-chopping knife from the old woman's hand and threw it to the ground with a clang.

She looked at Grandma Jiang firmly, "Grandma, don't worry, no one can take away our family's secret recipe. Have you forgotten? Our family's mosquito coil recipe is with your granddaughter."

After saying that, she stretched out a slender finger and gently tapped her head. "Even if the secret formula isn't in my head, as long as I'm here, no one can steal our mosquito coil secret formula."

She looked at everyone with a gentle yet firm gaze, her eyes shining like stars in the night sky, incredibly bright.

The resentment, anger, and worry that the Jiang family members had felt were all soothed by a gentle spring breeze the moment their eyes met hers, leaving them with only a sense of peace.

As if they had found their pillar of support, Zhu asked anxiously, "Wanwan, what should we do now?"

"Yeah, what should we do? Should we just kick them out?" Jiang He waved his fist, looking eager to try.

"Yes, Dahe is right, Wanwan, why don't we just kick them out? We absolutely can't let those three vicious bastards come in!"

Jiang Wanwan raised her hand, signaling everyone to calm down. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Why would we refuse money that's offered to us?"

Grandma Jiang's brows were so furrowed they could trap a fly. She asked worriedly, "Granddaughter, if they come into our house, won't they be able to see the ingredients for our mosquito coils? Won't that reveal the secret recipe?"

What if those scoundrels learn it?

"Grandma, think about it. We've been going up the mountain to cut mugwort and elm bark a lot lately. Those two things might not be able to fool them. As for the other materials, they're all in powder form, so they might not be able to identify them at a glance."

I ask you, besides mugwort, elm bark powder, and charcoal powder, do you know what other ingredients are used in our mosquito coils?

Everyone was stunned by these words.

Then he looked at Jiang Wanwan with a look of surprise.

Grandma Jiang slapped her thigh and said excitedly, "That's right! We come into contact with things all day long, but we don't even know them. They might not be able to recognize them at a glance."

That's good, hehe. From now on, it's best if Wan'er and Jialin keep this secret. Otherwise, we might accidentally leak the mosquito coil recipe.

The Jiang family members all agreed with the suggestion.