Jiang Yong'an looked indignant. "Jiang Qiaoqiao, how dare you ask me what I'm here for? You're really something, not only did you steal Ranran's good marriage, but you even stole Ranran's betrothal gifts and dowry!"
"You'd better hand over Ranran's betrothal gifts and dowry right now, or else..."
"Otherwise what?" Jiang Qiaoqiao asked Jiang Yong'an calmly.
Besides her biological daughter and Jiang Yiran's adopted daughter, the Jiang family also has three sons: Jiang Yongxian, Jiang Yongchang, and Jiang Yongan.
The man in front of her was Jiang Yong'an, the youngest son of the Jiang family. He was only one year older than her and Jiang Yiran.
He is also the brother who has the best relationship with Jiang Yiran among the three brothers, and he is the one who favors Jiang Yiran the most.
In his past life, he used all his savings to do business with the hoodlum that Jiang Yi later married.
That thug not only swindled him out of all his money, but also brought a group of people to beat him half to death, leaving him with a lifelong disability.
He took him in, gave him money, and hired people to take care of him.
But after she was brutally murdered by Jiang Yiran by stabbing her in the heart with a fruit knife, he helped Jiang Yiran dismember and bury her body in order to clear her name.
Jiang Qiaoqiao suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, "Otherwise what? Change the marriage arrangements back? I'll go to the Qin family?"
Jiang Yong'an clenched his fists; that was what he wanted to do.
He rushed to the Qin family's wedding banquet as soon as he got off work.
Where in the countryside is a place for people to live?
The ground was covered in chicken and duck droppings, and the air reeked of excrement. The toilet was a dry toilet, and you could easily slip and fall in.
Ranran was pampered by her parents and the three brothers since she was a child, how could she endure such hardship?
But then she remembered that Ranran had said that she and Qin Haiyang had already slept together, and the marriage couldn't be reversed...
He clenched his fists in anger, glaring fiercely at Jiang Qiaoqiao. "Jiang Qiaoqiao, don't think that just because you schemed against Ranran and stole a good marriage, you can live a good life in the Huo family! Let me tell you, even if you can't get the marriage back, you still have to give the bride price, dowry, and any money the Huo family will give you in the future to Ranran. These things should have been Ranran's all along!"
Hearing these unreasonable demands, Jiang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but chuckle.
"Jiang Yong'an, did Jiang Yiran send you to ask me for money?"
Jiang Yong'an became even angrier.
But before he could speak, Jiang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "I misspoke. Jiang Yiran is such a kind and sensible person, how could she let you ask me for money?"
She's telling you that she took my identity and enjoyed eighteen years of good fortune by your side. Now that she's married off to the countryside in my place, it's only right that she suffers some hardship. She doesn't blame me at all, does she?"
"Since you know Ranran is sensible and kind, why do you still bully and scheme against her like this? Jiang Qiaoqiao, how can you be so heartless?" Jiang Yong'an gritted his teeth, looking as if he wanted to tear Jiang Qiaoqiao apart.
Jiang Qiaoqiao didn't want to waste any more words with Jiang Yong'an, and sneered, "Go tell Jiang Yiran that if she wants money, let her come herself and change the marriage. Otherwise, when I marry Huo Beixiao, the bride price and dowry should be mine, and she can forget about it!"
"you……"
"Bang!"
Jiang Yong'an angrily rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward.
Jiang Qiaoqiao slammed the door shut without any hesitation.
"Ouch!"
The door bumped right into Jiang Yong'an's nose.
Jiang Yong'an cried out in pain and squatted down on the ground.
The neighbors had already been secretly listening to the gossip.
Within half an hour, the news that the Huo family's chosen bride had been replaced by the Jiang family had spread throughout the entire staff and family compound.
But Jiang Qiaoqiao knew nothing about these things.
Huo Beixiao doesn't usually cook at home.
There are no ingredients at home.
After tidying up, Jiang Qiaoqiao prepared to buy some ingredients to cook dinner.
Fortunately, free trade has been allowed now, otherwise she wouldn't be able to buy anything at this time of day.
Jiang Qiaoqiao went to get a piece of pork belly, and seeing an old farmer selling ducks, she bought one as well.
In her past life, the Qin family raised ducks, and she felt that raising ducks to adulthood and selling them directly would result in too low a profit.
Then I started thinking about how to cook duck.
In the end, she actually managed to make duck dishes that were so delicious that people couldn't stop eating them.
The Qin family also quickly accumulated capital through this, and then entered the real estate market.
Jiang Qiaoqiao carried the ducks home, pondering her business acumen for the rest of her life.
She doesn't want to make duck products anymore.
Although the profits are high, it's too tiring.
In her past life, she suffered too much hardship and exhaustion in her youth, and by the time she was forty, her health was already failing.
In fact, even if Jiang Yiran hadn't harmed her on her fortieth birthday, she wouldn't have had much time left to live.
In this life, she wants to do an easier business, to make money while living a good life.
As Jiang Qiaoqiao walked back, she observed the goods sold at the market stalls.
The policy has only just been relaxed, and although some people have started doing business, most of them are selling their own products, and the variety is not very large.
Just then, she passed by the Friendship Store, and two people came out of the store.
"The clothes at the Friendship Store are nice, but they're too expensive. A dress costs thirty yuan; you could make three dresses with that much fabric."
"But the dresses made by the tailor were very old-fashioned and not stylish at all."
...
The sound of their conversation faded into the distance.
A thought suddenly flashed in Jiang Qiaoqiao's mind: That's it! She could sell clothes.
Many of the business tycoons they met in their previous life started their businesses by reselling clothing.
While everyone was drinking tea and reminiscing about the past, they also talked a lot about their business experience selling clothing.
After making up her mind, Jiang Qiaoqiao walked excitedly towards the family compound.
Unexpectedly, Huo Beixiao had already returned.
She was in a good mood, having decided on her future direction. "You're back so early? I just bought some meat and duck; we'll make ginger duck tonight..."
"Did you keep the four hundred yuan dowry and the vouchers for the three major items that my family gave us?"
Before she could finish speaking, Huo Beixiao's deep, cold voice reached her ears.
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