A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

The villagers all looked at the warm wine, and some even started whispering among themselves.

"Could there be something else going on?"

"Miss Yiran is all alone here. I really couldn't figure out why she would want to harm Meijiu for no reason. If it's really as she said, then this matter can be explained."

"I doubt that Meijiu really has such intentions. That young master Li seems to be closer to Miss Yiran. They even rode in the same carriage. I really don't understand young people these days."

"A daughter should not be kept at home once she grows up; the longer you keep her, the more worried you will become."

"This is quite a lot of wine. If she really likes that young master Wang, it's understandable; who doesn't like a handsome young man?"

"That's not how it works. There's a proper order to things. Although the wine and the girl met first, it was still Young Master Li who saved the young lady. It's impossible that there's no connection between them. Who would save a complete stranger without any reason?"

"There are some things I really should talk to Erlang and Jiaoniang about, after all, forced relationships are never happy."

The whispers among the crowd grew increasingly outrageous, and Wen Meijiu felt a chill run down her spine after listening for a while.

As if electrocuted, she jerked her leg back, pulled away Yiran's hand, and after maintaining a certain distance from her, Wen Meijiu calmly warned her:

"You've already framed me once, but don't even think about framing me a second time. If you continue to be so stubborn, don't blame me for turning ruthless."

With a "whoosh," Wen Meijiu pulled out her dagger from her lower back, raised it high above her head, and made a threatening gesture.

Still looking terrified, she shrank back a little, but still mustered up the courage to speak to Wen Meijiu:

"Then promise me that no matter what, you will never fall for him."

With a sneer, Wen Meijiu suddenly felt sorry for this woman. She wondered what methods that young master had used to make her so devoted to him, willing to do anything for him.

Sheathed the dagger, stood ramrod straight, puffed out her chest, and said with utter disdain:

What is honey to you is poison to me.

The person who likes you isn't me. Make sure you're with the wrong person.

The young master Wang, standing to the side, had an icy expression. Upon hearing the word "arsenic," his eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, and he slowly turned his face away.

Hearing this, she was secretly delighted. This was exactly what Wen Meijiu wanted to hear. By saying this in front of everyone, she was giving herself a guarantee, and it was also equivalent to saying it to Young Master Li.

“Miss Wen is straightforward. Now that we’ve made things clear, I’m going to apologize today. I hope you won’t hold it against me for what I did wrong before. If I have the chance in the future, I will do my best to repay you.”

Unexpectedly, she knelt down and bowed deeply to Wen Meijiu with her hands clasped together.

"I won't repay you."

There's no need to meet again when we arrive in Donghai County, so what's the point of repaying her? Besides, she doesn't care at all; it's already a blessing that she's not bothered by me.

As soon as Wen Meijiu finished speaking, a black figure flashed past her, the wind ruffling the stray hairs at the corners of her head, giving off an inexplicable chill.

The person walked past, and she glanced at him sideways; it was Young Master Wang.

She was about to tell him to keep an eye on his woman, but he didn't even look at her and walked straight through the crowd.

Yiran quickly got up and rushed into the crowd to chase after them, leaving Wen Meijiu standing alone in the same spot.

The men started gossiping again; they were experts at gossiping about things between men and women.

“Miss Yiran did go a bit too far. She made it very clear that she didn’t even fancy Young Master Li.”

"That's right. If Miss Yiran is so petty, Young Master Li won't have an easy time in the future."

"Old Li looks like he comes from a wealthy family, and Young Master Li should be no less well-off. It's normal for a family like that to take a concubine in the future. Miss Yiran, being so jealous, will have a lot to suffer."

Finally clearing herself of this love triangle, Wen Meijiu gave a bitter smile, waved to everyone, and said:

"Let's call it a day, everyone's tired."

The village chief echoed this sentiment, and the crowd slowly dispersed.

Wen Meijiu stood alone, watching the crowd gradually disperse, her eyes fixed on a certain spot, her pupils slowly losing focus.

She had won, and she had preserved her reputation, but she wasn't as happy as she had imagined, and she didn't even know why.

Suddenly, a short, dark figure in the distance entered her field of vision. The figure was so familiar that she instantly snapped back to reality.

"is her."

Wen Meijiu took off running after the child, but as she reached out to grab the child's arm, someone beat her to it and pulled the child away.

"what are you doing?"

Someone scolded her, and Wen Meijiu looked up in surprise, only to meet Wang Baoquan's old eyes, which were filled with sharp hatred.

"I'm looking for her."

Wen Meijiu was getting anxious. Wang Baoquan saw this and suddenly a smug look appeared on his face. He hid the child behind his back and puffed out his chest to warn her.

“She is now the maid who serves my grandson, and no one can take her away from me.”

"What makes you think you can take care of her? She's just a child. How can she possibly serve your grandson?"

Wen Meijiu didn't believe it; it must have been Wang Baoquan who forced the little girl in such a short time.

"Why should I? Because I gave her a cornbread and saved her life."

As he spoke, fearing that Wen Meijiu might not believe him, he lifted up the little girl's right arm. In the little girl's tiny fist was a black cornbread, clearly made of soybean dregs, so tough that it was impossible to bite, and there were signs of it being gnawed multiple times.

"Giving this to such a small child is considered saving her? I think you're just trying to get a child for free?"

"So what if I did? I picked it up first. If you're so capable, go pick one up too and get a little maid to serve your Jinling."

Wang Baoquan hummed, as if he had found Wen Meijiu's weakness, and looked at him sideways.

Wen Meijiu had just had a falling out with Wang Baoquan, so there was no way she could expect him to release the person for free. She could only suffer a loss and exchange something with him.

“Here’s what I’ll do: I’ll give you five catties of millet, and I’ll take the child with me.”

Five catties of millet, that's already a very high price. Even if you picked up a young girl who's old enough to serve you on the street these days, you might not be able to get that price.

"Five catties of millet? Are you kidding me? If you want to trade, trade ten bushels of millet."

Wang Baoquan is lying through his teeth, isn't he afraid of biting off more than he can chew?

"Ten bushels of millet? Why don't you just rob it?"

Seeing Wen Meijiu getting anxious, Wang Baoquan remained calm and composed, extending a finger in front of Wen Meijiu with a particularly cunning smile.

"Fine wine, not to be rude, but you still need two more years of practice. You're already struggling with this little thing. Go somewhere else and enjoy the cool breeze."

After saying that, he grabbed the little girl's hand and walked towards his car, threatening her as he went:

"Don't talk to everyone you meet in the future, or you'll regret it next time."

The little girl nodded timidly, then secretly glanced back at Wen Meijiu, her eyes filled with fear.