Su Yaoguang snorted coldly in her heart.
In this life, Xiao Yanci and Jiang Yihuan have become master and servant.
She really wants to know what kind of spark they will ignite from their constant companionship.
From what she knows, Zhong Lanhua's ambitions are sky-high, and she is intent on finding a wealthy husband for her pampered daughter.
Jiang Yihuan also hasn't failed her mother's teachings, cultivating quite a few admirers. In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Yihuan is gentle, quiet, knowledgeable, and reasonable, and is the white moonlight in many people's hearts.
Only Yaoguang, who keeps a close watch on her nemesis day in and day out, knows how two-faced this woman can be, even drawing attention for her promiscuity.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Su Yaoguang slapped her clothes hard.
"Hey, Sister Yaoguang, can you hit more gently? The water splashed on my face," Jiang Yihuan said aggrievedly. "I heard that the hired hand in our family was originally the one you fancied, but you couldn't afford to pay that much silver, so you ended up buying someone near death. Don't be mad, whenever you've saved enough money, we'll sell him back to you. Until then, we'll keep him in our house to prevent anyone else from buying him, then you won't be able to buy him back."
"It's really funny. Who said I couldn't afford it? Who said I wanted to buy him?" Su Yaoguang did not lessen the force in her hands.
Jiang Yihuan hugged the basin and moved aside, continuing to provoke her: "Stop hiding from us, I've heard all about it. Originally, you had your eyes on Yanci, but since you didn't have enough money, you pretended to not be interested. Actually, if you're short on money, you can always ask people to put together some funds; you shouldn't have bought someone half-dead."
Su Yaoguang stopped her actions and looked at Jiang Yihuan mockingly: "Scholars are ever the proudest. You say you've recruited him as a laborer, but can you really get him to do any tasks? I bet you'll end up taking care of this bookworm. It seems you've bought not a servant, but an ancestor."
"If he's a laborer, he must work. My mother spent one and a half taels to buy him, if he doesn't work, what's the point?"
"Is that so? Then we'll all watch you now! Miss Jiang's family also has a laborer; let's see if you can manage your family laborer."
Xiao Yanci, enjoy your life as a slave and servant!
In the previous life, in her home, he had nothing to do, and she and her mother earned money to support him in his studies, without him ever experiencing hardship.
This time, let's see how his white moonlight cares for him.
Jiang Yihuan lugged the wooden bucket into the courtyard.
She looked delicate, with fair skin and an exquisite appearance. She carried it while panting, beads of fragrant sweat dripping.
Just changed and stepping out, Xiao Yanci hesitated for a moment before walking over to help her hold the bucket.
"Brother Xiao, thank you." Jiang Yihuan wiped her sweat. "Luckily for you, or I would have fallen."
Xiao Yanci froze for a moment, his expression awkward.
"Brother Xiao, I'm not well and now I feel even worse. Could you help me hang the clothes?"
Xiao Yanci: "...Okay."
"By the way, there's no firewood today, split the wood in the courtyard too. Thank you, you're really diligent; my mom bringing you home has really helped us."
Xiao Yanci frowned slightly.
Zhong Lanhua returned from outside, chewing on sunflower seeds, saying, "Why are you being so polite to him? He's the laborer our family bought, all house chores are his."
"Mother, don't talk to Brother Xiao like that. Brother Xiao, don't overthink. Our family only has me and my mother, my brother is studying in the academy, so we're usually too busy. You're so great, you'll definitely help us a lot." Jiang Yihuan sweetly said. "My mother and I usually do embroidery to earn money, so we can't do much housework."
Xiao Yanci first hung the clothes, then split wood.
He's never done these tasks before, so he was very clumsy in his work. Whenever he made a mistake, Zhong Lanhua would scold from the side. When Zhong Lanhua scolded, Jiang Yihuan stood by to console.
When he finished the work, all ten fingers were covered in blisters.
At night, he lay in the wood shed, covered with ragged clothes. Thinking of the family that was raided, reminiscing the once glories and riches, recalling the fallen family…
"Xiao Yanci, so you have this day too!"
The legitimate son of the Xiao Family has fallen to such a state.
Laborer!
He now holds this lowly identity.
Knock, knock! Someone knocks on the door.
"Who is it?"
"Brother Xiao, it's me. I brought you a quilt."
Xiao Yanci got up and opened the door.
Jiang Yihuan, in thin clothes, stood there with her sleek black hair draped, her clear face full of sympathy.
"Sorry, Brother Xiao, family conditions are limited, please bear with it. Once my mother and I earn money, we'll have a carpenter make you a bed."
Xiao Yanci looked at the girl's pure and clean face, feeling a warmth in his heart.
"Thank you."
"I won't go in, after all, men and women are different, you hold it yourself!" With that, Jiang Yihuan stuffed the quilt into his arms and turned to run.
Jiang Yihuan returned to her room, leaning against the door, a gleam of pride in her eyes.
"That fool Su Yaoguang will never understand that the best way to make a man willingly used by you is not by force, but by means."
Su Yaoguang looked at the two taels of broken silver plus 800 cents in front of her, wanting to see the empty rice urn and the tottering broken house, her mind only has one thought: make money.
In the previous life, her mother continued as midwife, she took a job as a clerk in a rouge powder shop, and the money two of them made supported her nominal husband Xiao Yanci's studies, barely getting by.
She later spent a few years as Champion Scholar's wife, yet because she was from a farming family, the noblewomen despised her and almost never invited her. Xiao Yanci often did not come home, and even when he did, he would lock himself in the study, leaving her even more lonely.
She thought about how those noblewomen mocked her for being rustic, mocked her for her dark skin and sallow hair, and thus began to research various beauty and haircare recipes. Say what you will, she indeed has years of experience in the rouge powder shop, a bit of talent too, and she actually devised quite a few beauty and haircare recipes.
Su Yaoguang was still fretting when she heard voices from the doorway, one belonged to Zhang Zhaodi, the other felt familiar, but at the moment she couldn't recall.
"Mom, don't say that. My daughter won't marry that fool Mutou. She has a husband now, don't fuss over her future."
"Mutou may be a bit foolish, but he's her cousin. If she marries him, her mother-in-law is an aunt; are you saying they'd mistreat her? You'd rather have her buy an unknown man than marry someone familiar, are you trying to infuriate me to death?"
Su Yaoguang stood by the door, listening to their conversation, and finally recalled the person from her memory.
"Grandma, Mom's right, I already have a man, stop meddling with my love life."
This was also one of the reasons her mother rushed for her to find a son-in-law.
Her grandmother wants her to marry that fool cousin, the aunt gets someone, and second uncle and third uncle can divide their family's land.