This was the happiest day Lin Xihe had experienced since her transmigration.
She's rich now!
She quickly sold half of the firewood at a low price, bought many things along the way, hid them all in the cart, and then covered them tightly with the remaining firewood before pushing the cart for seven or eight miles home.
She bought a new quilt, rice, rice noodles, a little meat, a little sugar, and the cheapest men's clothes.
Even after buying so many things, she still had twenty-eight taels left, which made her very happy.
The most important thing was that after going to the clinic and having my pulse checked, they found that I was not poisoned.
As a result, I spent another three ounces at the pharmacy.
Back in the village, she ran into Aunt Li: "Xihe, didn't you sell them?"
"The price you offered today was too low. We'll sell it again tomorrow. Aunt Li, I'll bring the cart back to you after I've finished burning the firewood."
After pushing the cart back into the yard, Lin Xihe quickly closed and locked the gate from the inside. Only then did she dare unload the firewood and carry the things she had bought into the house. Once inside, she discovered that the person who had been lying on the haystack was now lying on her bed.
Ji Zhuo heard the door open and looked up to see a dark-faced man walk in.
"What the hell are you?"
"Idiot, this is my disguise technique."
"I thought you'd been fried in the pot." Ji Zhuo's lips curled up slightly, forming a mocking arc, his eyes full of ridicule. The teasing words were squeezed out from between his teeth, as if deliberately trying to provoke Lin Xihe.
Seeing her jumping up and down, he felt a sense of relief from the sullenness caused by her bossy attitude. Even though he was seriously injured in this humble abode, he was unwilling to be manipulated by her at will and would not let go of any opportunity to fight back.
"Hehe, you're so funny. Get down here right now, don't sleep in my bed." After saying that, Lin Xihe put her things on the table and went back to the yard to move some more things.
She couldn't let the villagers find out she had suddenly acquired money, lest it cause trouble. After returning the cart, she locked the courtyard gate again when she got home.
Lin Xihe picked up the porridge from the ground. Sure enough, Ah Jian, that picky eater, hadn't eaten a single bite, and probably hadn't even drunk a drop of water. At this moment, his face was pale and his lips were dry.
Lin Xihe felt a little regretful, thinking that she should have eaten two bowls.
"Where are the clothes you bought for me?"
Lin Xihe put down the bowl in her hand and threw the clothes she had bought next to Ji Zhuo.
"Hurry up and put these on, get off my bed. If you ever dare to get on my bed again, I'll chop you up."
"Where are we going to sleep? On the ground? I'm seriously injured right now." Ji Zhuo picked up the coarse linen clothes with disdain.
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