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...
Upon hearing this, Zhen Duoqian's face turned pale instantly, and he swayed.
Jiang Wanwan smiled and said slowly, "However, our family is not familiar with the other three families and has a grudge against them. Uncle Zhen, please rest assured, the matter between Baibaoxuan and my uncles is not serious. On the contrary, it may even be of great benefit to Wanhuofang."
Zhen Duoqian looked at Jiang Wanwan with confusion, eager to know the answer, so he quickly asked, "Oh? What do you mean?"
Jiang Wanwan blinked her eyes and smiled meaningfully, "It's a secret that can't be revealed. Uncle Zhen, just relax and wait to receive this incredible fortune."
After saying that, she walked towards the door, waving goodbye as she went. "Uncle Zhen, it's getting late, I have to hurry home. See you in fifteen days."
Zhen Duoqian was still pondering the meaning of Jiang Wanwan's words, but when he heard her say "See you in fifteen days," he suddenly snapped out of it. Without thinking, he rushed out the door.
"Niece, niece, can't you hurry up and make some for me to sell first? Two thousand rolls would be fine, or even a thousand would be okay." Zhen Duoqian ran wildly outside.
To his surprise, when he reached the door, there was no one in sight. He grabbed a shop assistant and asked, "Where is Miss Jiang?"
The servant replied matter-of-factly, "I'm home."
"Hey! You idiot, why didn't you stop her? I had something to say to her."
The waiter scratched his head, saying awkwardly, "Uh, you didn't say anything. I thought you and Miss Jiang had already discussed a plan. Manager, how's it going? Is Baibaoxuan really going to sell mosquito coils? What about our Wanhuofang?"
Zhen Duoqian shook his head, his brows furrowed, and said with worry, "I don't know either. My niece said a few nonsensical things and then left."
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About an hour later, Jiang Wanwan and the other three staggered back to Dashui Village.
It was already 6 PM (酉时).
It's not the busy farming season now. Usually at this time, many villagers would gather under the big locust tree, but a situation like today, where there's not a single person, has never happened before.
Uncle Jiang looked at the empty space under the old locust tree and said with some doubt, "Oh dear, this is really strange. Why is there no one under the tree? That shouldn't be the case. Could something big have happened?"
Jiang Xun and Jiang Liu also found it strange. "Yeah, where are Gou Dan and the others? That's really odd. Could it be that the village chief knows that Jiang Tietou, Jiang Dali, and Jiang Dayong are thieves, and everyone went to arrest them?"
With suspicion in his heart, Uncle Jiang drove his oxcart into the village. The courtyards he passed along the way home were eerily quiet, as if there was no one in the village at all.
Seeing this, Uncle Jiang cracked his whip and drove the oxcart home quickly.
To everyone's surprise, the gate to the courtyard was tightly closed, unlike its usual half-open state.
The four men looked at each other, wondering if something extraordinary had happened in the village. But on their way back, even when they passed the village chief's house, they didn't hear anyone talking.
This means that no one in the village is home!
Jiang Xun nimbly jumped off the oxcart and ran wildly to the gate.
There was a rusty lock on the front door, indicating that no one was home.