The story is about a fake young lady, transmigration, a pampered darling, face-slapping, farming, building from scratch, and a satisfying read.
Su Wanwan woke up one day to find herself the f...
How could Wan Yatou let Jiang Dali and Jiang Dayong into the main room?
She knew perfectly well that the mosquito coils ordered by Boss Bai were in the main room!
If those two heartless bastards find out, they'll try to sabotage things and prevent our family from delivering the goods on time.
Oh no, Wan Ya's head is really not clear.
The Jiang family members were sweating bullets.
Seeing the expressions on the faces of the Jiang family, Jiang Dali and his companion assumed that there must be other materials for making mosquito coils in the main room, which was why the family was so nervous.
Hehe, they absolutely have to go into this main room today!
Thinking of this, Jiang Dali and Jiang Dayong quickened their pace, almost overtaking Jiang Wanwan.
Madam Lu was very anxious. She quickly leaned close to Jiang Wanwan's ear and whispered, "Wanwan, there are mosquito coils that have been dried in the sun in the main room."
Jiang Wanwan blinked, signaling to Madam Lu to calm down. "Mother, I know. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Madam Lu nodded worriedly and responded softly.
Then, Jiang Wanwan said loudly, "Mom, could you please go to the kitchen and boil some water? Also, could you ask Dad to bring over the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone? I want to write a note for my two uncles and Grandpa Tietou."
"Okay," Madam Lu replied softly, her eyes still filled with lingering worry.
Jiang Wanwan led Jiang Dali and Jiang Dayong into the main room. Madam Lu slowed her pace and did not follow.
Seeing this, the Jiang family members quickly surrounded Madam Lu, lowered their voices, and asked questions all at once.
"Third son's wife, what did Wan'er say?" Old Mrs. Jiang was very worried. As she asked, her eyes followed Jiang Wanwan, her old eyes full of concern.
"Yes, what did Wan'er say?" Madam Hu quickly asked.
"This child is really worrying. She knows there are mosquito coils in the main room, so why did she bring those two rascals with her? What if Jiang Dali and Jiang Dayong ruin the mosquito coils we've worked so hard to make, and we can't deliver them on time?" Zhu was extremely worried.
Madam Lu shook her head. "Mother, Wanwan told us not to worry, she knows what she's doing. She even asked me to boil some water in the kitchen and have her father bring paper, ink, brushes, and inkstones to the main room. That's all she said."
She couldn't understand why her daughter had taken them to the main room. But her daughter had said she knew what she was doing, so there shouldn't be any problem.
My daughter is a woman of principle, and I trust her.
"Mother, Wanwan asked me to go to the kitchen to boil a pot of water and pass it over to the main room. I'm going to the kitchen to boil water now." After saying that, Madam Lu hurriedly walked towards the kitchen.
Jiang Jialin greeted them and hurriedly went back into the house to get his writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
The remaining members of the Jiang family stood in the courtyard, looking at each other in bewilderment.
Ah! I'm still very worried.
This batch of goods is related to the final payment of ninety-six taels!
Grandma Jiang was so anxious she paced back and forth, her old face scrunched up like a rag, completely at a loss. "What should we do now?"
"Mother, don't worry too much. If Wan'er says she's fine, then she's fine." Uncle Jiang waved his hand and said with a relaxed expression.
“Yes, Grandma, my sister must have had a plan before she did this,” Jiang Xun nodded.
Uncle Jiang and Jiang Xun naturally believed in Jiang Wanwan's abilities. After all, they often went out with her and knew her methods and capabilities better than anyone.