Lin Wanyue immediately waved her hand upon hearing this.
"No need, no need!" She tossed the two copper coins in her hand, which Lin Weiming had thrown back to Yan Dajiang and which she had picked up.
Hmph, Dad's gotten too cocky now!
They didn't even want the money anymore.
Face is important, but money is also important; we can't lose that!
Although it's only two coins, it's still money.
Lin Wanyue loved every penny equally, and she did so with a clear conscience.
"I'm not that petty, and he's already paid, so there's no need to retaliate. But you shouldn't go out tonight," Lin Wanyue said.
"Oh~" The little pink butterfly immediately understood what she meant and gave her a 'I understand' look.
Lin Wanyue was completely baffled.
What do you know, sis?
...
Meanwhile, Yan Dajiang was busy tidying up his newly purchased house.
He doesn't need to tidy up too much; he just needs to tidy up his own bedroom.
But for some reason, little accidents always happen in the room. Sometimes the pens and ink on the shelf fall down, and sometimes the window is blown open by the wind for no reason.
Yan Dajiang: "..."
Lin Wanyue's words flashed through Yan Dajiang's mind, and he quickly comforted himself: "This house is nice, but it has been uninhabited for so long, there must be a lot of rats, so it's normal for things to fall down."
He fetched a bucket of water and washed the ink-stained area clean, but the large watermark remained wet for a long time.
Yan Dajiang was exhausted after a long day and didn't dare to think too much. He asked his old servant to go outside and buy some food. The three of them ate a quick meal and then prepared to rest early.
Yan Dajiang lay on the bed with a cotton quilt spread out on it, covered with a thin mattress.
Before he could fall asleep, he heard the window creak as the wind blew in, and the thin blanket was not enough.
"I don't know why the weather has been so cold these past few days. I should have brought a thick quilt." Yan Dajiang sneezed, dragged his tired body to his feet, and closed the window again.
As Yan Dajiang was getting ready to go back to bed, he noticed that the area where he had mopped the floor that afternoon was still wet and hadn't dried.
Yan Dajiang frowned, but pretended not to see it, and went back to bed, wrapping himself tightly in the blanket.
The cold, damp, and sticky feeling seemed to seep through the thin blankets and cling to him, lingering there.
"I must be tired tonight. I'll get a good night's sleep and I'll feel better tomorrow..." Yan Dajiang closed his eyes, trying to deceive himself and deliberately ignoring his discomfort.
He had finally managed to buy such a great house at such a low price, and even the furnishings inside suited his taste perfectly. Buying it was a bargain, and he couldn't let a three- or four-year-old girl fool him!
Yan Dajiang was busy moving and was quite tired after a long day. He closed his eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.
But in his dreams, he always heard a piercing cat's meow ringing in his ears, a desperate sound like claws scraping against a smooth stone wall, sending chills down his spine.
"!!!" Yan Dajiang felt a chill. He suddenly opened his eyes, but saw nothing.
But as soon as he closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep, that chilling sound will start again.
Yan Dajiang looked around the house but saw nothing; the house was eerily quiet.
He wondered to himself, could it be that the little girl and her father were playing tricks on him today, and now they're coming over to scare him in the middle of the night?
A cat's meow actually sounds somewhat similar to a child's voice.
Yan Dajiang cursed inwardly, "Those Lin family members are shameless! They dare to bring a child out to deceive people so late at night. Aren't they afraid of scaring the child?"
This feng shui master was definitely a fake!
However, considering himself a kind-hearted person, he believed that once or twice was acceptable, but not a third time, so he went back to sleep.
When Yan Dajiang woke up from his dream for the third time, he felt he could no longer tolerate it!
"Damn it..."
Even for the sake of that child, he couldn't let that swindler continue to be so frightening.
He got up and found an iron rod for self-defense.
The government strictly controls all kinds of knives, and Yan Dajiang, who was traveling as a merchant, could only find an iron rod of a suitable size for self-defense.
He picked up the iron rod, pushed open the door, and went into the yard.
The courtyard was brightly lit. Because it had rained during the day, the ground was a little damp, and puddles of water shone like mirrors under the moonlight.
Yan Dajiang's gaze swept over every nook and cranny of the yard, and when he reached the backyard and saw the person squatting by the well, a fire suddenly ignited in his heart.
See? It's that damned liar Lin Weiming!
A dark figure was squatting beside the well, with long, black hair cascading down his back, wet and dripping.
Yan Dajiang initially thought it was the man from earlier that day who brought his daughter to play tricks, but upon closer inspection, he felt that the figure didn't seem to be the one.
The child looked no more than three or four years old; he was still a small child, and even if he stood up, he wouldn't be that tall.
As for that male swindler... he's a big, burly guy, how could he possibly look like that?
However, no matter what exactly happened, Yan Dajiang had no intention of letting this swindler get away with it.
They're just putting on a show to swindle his money, aren't they?
Thinking about the money he had worked so hard to earn, Yan Dajiang felt even angrier.
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