Chapter Forty-Three: Trouble in the Sweet Potato Field
Upon seeing an old acquaintance, the fear in Yang Liu's eyes vanished, replaced by disgust.
The room was rather dark, and only a rough outline could be seen; therefore, Village Chief Yang did not notice anything unusual about Yang Liu.
The alluring figure, partially concealed, further captivated Village Chief Yang. His Adam's apple bobbed, his lust consumed him, and his eyes burned with intense desire. His withered, bony old hands couldn't help but caress her.
Feeling the man's touch, the scalding heat made Yang Liu instinctively pull away, but the excessive force caused unbearable abdominal pain.
Ouch! That hurts.
Damn it, if it weren't for Jiang Mi, how could she have ended up like this?
Two days ago, the lame man who intended to take her as a concubine sent someone to say that if her health could not be restored, the silver would be split in half.
If she weren't still somewhat useful, her parents wouldn't have spent even half a tael of silver to go to town to hire a doctor for her.
Her life was miserable, while Jiang Mi thrived.
On what grounds?
Now, in order to achieve certain goals, she has to suppress her disgust and try to please this old man.
Yang Liu's beautiful eyes darted around, a plan forming in her mind. Her slender fingers touched the village chief's thin chest, and she said helplessly, "It's been a few days, and I also want to make the village chief feel better, but unfortunately, the doctor said that I have a broken rib. Even a slight tug causes unbearable pain."
After hearing this, Village Chief Yang lost all interest.
His face was injured, and it wasn't visible in the darkness, but it didn't seem to have much of an impact. However, Yang Liu was currently in poor health, and if anything happened to him and it alerted outsiders, he probably wouldn't be able to continue as the village chief.
"Then you should rest well. Once you've recovered, we can talk about other things."
Yang Liu wasn't stupid; she naturally understood what Village Chief Yang meant: without getting everything done, she wouldn't be able to reap the benefits he brought.
During this period, with the protection of Village Chief Yang, his life in Qingyun Village can be described as smooth sailing.
Village Chief Yang would occasionally give her subsidies, which helped her accumulate some wealth.
Of course, every reward comes with a price.
She only benefits from serving the old man well.
Ha, all men are the same.
Yang Liu blushed as she thought of Huo Ran's handsome face; only that man was an exception.
Village Chief Yang lost interest and turned to leave, but a soft, boneless little hand, like a kitten's paw, gently scratched his palm.
The subtle seduction rekindled the village chief's interest.
"Although I can no longer serve the village chief with this worn-out body, Yang Liu can still make you forget all your troubles." As she spoke, her little hand reached down.
Village Chief Yang squinted his eyes in enjoyment and praised, "You really understand me."
But he didn't notice Yang Liu's disgusted and hateful gaze.
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The next day, the rooster crowed.
Jiang's mother doted on her daughter and wouldn't let Jiang Mi do anything. She let her eat and sleep as usual, and do whatever she wanted.
So Jiang Mi has been studying soap formation lately, sleeping late and waking up late, but today she was woken up by a loud noise.
I sat up straight in bed, but then I heard someone outside the door say something.
"Let's not tell Honey about this yet, let's handle it ourselves." Mother Jiang's tone was worried, but more than that, she felt sorry for her daughter.
Father Jiang, however, disagreed and shook his head, saying, "No, since it was Honey who suggested planting sweet potatoes, she must have a way to solve this kind of problem."
Jiang Mi peeked out the window, looked at her parents who were full of worry, and asked in confusion, "Mom? What happened?"
Noticing their expressions, Jiang Mi had a general idea of what was going on. Her mother was mature and composed, and rarely showed such an expression; it seemed that the trouble that had occurred was quite serious, and that her mother was still needed.
Upon hearing her daughter's voice, Jiang's mother turned her head and saw Jiang Mi's squinting eyes and still drowsy face.
Realizing she could no longer hide the truth, she had no choice but to tell the whole story.
“These past few days, your father and I went to the fields and found that most of the sweet potato vines had wilted. No matter what we did, it was no use after several days. We had no choice but to come back to you.” Jiang’s mother sighed helplessly. The hard work and running around these days had left her physically and mentally exhausted.
Even so, Jiang's mother was still unwilling to let her daughter suffer.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mi couldn't sit still any longer. She quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face, ate a few bites of breakfast hastily, and then followed her parents to the sweet potato field.
Looking from a distance, nearly three-quarters of the sweet potato vines were wilted, and many had their leaves dried out and were practically dead.
Coincidentally, Huo Ran also returned to Hongyang Village at this time and witnessed all of this unusual events.
His mood instantly soured, his face darkening like the bottom of a pot. He didn't have much time left, and this had to happen halfway through.
Jiang Mi pursed her lips, looking apologetic: "I'm so sorry that this happened halfway through."
This terrible situation, her first time planting sweet potatoes, left her somewhat panicked and disoriented.
Huo Ran looked at Jiang Mi, and the anger in his heart instantly vanished. He comforted her, saying, "It's alright."
Nothing can be guaranteed to be foolproof, especially when it comes to growing crops, which depends on the blessings of nature.
Comforted by this, Jiang Mi felt even more guilty. Looking at the vast fields, she secretly vowed to give Huo Ran an explanation.
Huo Ran used the excuse of checking the sweet potato vines to go down to the field.
Just then, Jiang Mi suddenly smelled a faint, strange odor in the air, like something burning or the stench of a dead rat.
"Mom, what did you add when you planted the sweet potatoes?"
Jiang's mother shook her head: "Everything was planted according to the usual methods, and no miscellaneous things were ever added. Why are you suddenly asking this?"
"I smelled something," Jiang Mi confessed.
smell?
Jiang's mother was puzzled and sniffed the air, but she didn't smell anything.
"Where's that smell coming from?"
Father Jiang chimed in, saying he didn't smell anything unusual; the air was as fresh and pleasant as always.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mi frowned. Could it be that only she could smell it, or was she imagining things?
[After systematic conditioning, it is normal for the host's senses to be more acute than those of an average person.]
After the system's explanation, Jiang Mi immediately understood.
There must be a reason behind everything.
It seems that some people in Hongyang Village don't like the Jiang family.
As a good woman, how could you allow others to trample on your belongings? You should find the culprit.
[Task Reward: Good Woman Points +50, One Sweet Potato Solution]
[Failure Penalty: Good Woman Value -150, Electric Shock x5, Level 2 Electric Shock every three minutes]
After the system reminded her of this, Jiang Mi became even more certain that someone was sabotaging her.
"Mother, I'm going to visit Grandpa. I'd appreciate it if you could entertain Young Master Huo for me." I'm afraid this matter will require Grandpa's help to resolve.
"Go ahead, I'll take care of everything."
Having received her mother's permission, Jiang Mi didn't linger for a moment and headed towards Zhu Qiancheng's house.
Grandma Zhu went out to splash water and turned around to see Jiang Mi coming towards her. She was overjoyed and waved, saying, "Honey's here! It's sunny outside, come in and have a cup of tea."
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