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...
And so, the two of them arrived peacefully at the two big trees outside the county town gate.
Jiang Wanwan turned her head to look at the two trees that had been stripped of their bark and were almost dead, and couldn't help but sigh a few times.
Just a while ago, these two trees were growing lush and green, but now they have withered because the refugees have stripped off their bark to eat.
Soon after, Boss Bai's men arrived.
After paying the remaining balance of over two hundred taels, Boss Bai's men had all the mosquito coils from Jiang Wanwan's oxcart moved to their own horse-drawn carriage.
Before leaving, Boss Bai's men gave Jiang Wanwan some instructions, reminding her that things had been turbulent lately and that she should prepare food and other necessities as soon as possible. They also said that she wouldn't need to bring the mosquito coils to the county town; they would bring people to the village to collect them.
After Jiang Wanwan thanked him, Boss Bai's men took away the mosquito coils.
She put the silver into the vault, then drove the oxcart and entered the city with Qi Zhao.
Nowadays, the streets in the county town are much quieter. There are not as many vendors as on ordinary days, and fewer people are shopping. Only a few people who need to buy things are walking on the streets.
The shops on both sides were still open for business, but there were not many customers coming to buy things.
In addition, patrols on the streets were much stricter. A patrol team passed by every fifteen minutes, and naturally, Jiang Wanwan encountered soldiers she knew.
The soldiers all advised Jiang Wanwan to go home as soon as she finished shopping, and to stay home as much as possible to avoid any unforeseen events.
Jiang Wanwan thanked them one by one, and then, with Qi Zhao, parked the oxcart in the backyard of the Wanhuofang store. Afterwards, she picked up a small bundle and went with Qi Zhao to a deserted alley.
"Cousin Wangcai, go keep watch for me while I disguise myself."
Every time Qi Zhao heard the name "Wangcai," his eyebrows would twitch involuntarily. With a blank expression, he walked to the alley entrance to keep watch for her.
After all, Su Wan'er is still in the county town, keeping a close eye on Jiang Wanwan's every move. If she doesn't disguise herself, she'll probably attract Su Wan'er's attention.
He stood at the alley entrance for a short while when Jiang Wanwan's clear voice suddenly rang out behind him, "Alright, I'm ready."
Qi Zhao turned his head reflexively and was startled by what he saw.
Standing before her was a hunchbacked old woman with white hair, whose demeanor was no different from that of an old person.
Even though he was an expert in disguise, he was still amazed by Jiang Wanwan's disguise skills.
He asked warily, "Jiang Wanwan?"
"Hehe, it's me. What do you think? How's my makeup—no, my disguise—?"
This is China's head transplant technology; who wouldn't be amazed when they see it?
"Miss Jiang's disguise skills are truly exquisite," Qi Zhao said admiringly.
"Ahem, call me Grandma! Now I'm your grandma, and you're my grandson! The person we're going to find now is your father, got it?" Jiang Wanwan covered her mouth and chuckled, having gotten away with it by accident and gained some advantage over Qi Zhao again.
Fearing she would be accused of taking advantage of royalty, she quickly added, "I'm not trying to take advantage of you. I've always dressed like this before."
Qi Zhao was already extremely used to Jiang Wanwan's shameless behavior.
"Oh right, you should also disguise yourself." As she spoke, Jiang Wanwan picked up some cosmetics and started applying makeup to Qi Zhao's face.
Qi Zhao stood obediently in front of her, letting her do whatever she wanted to his face.
"Okay, look in the mirror."