Infinite Doomsday: I rely on space to stock up and bully the scum

Early this morning, Jiang Jiang found someone in the town to cooperate with him in performing this play.

The man was from the neighboring town and happened to be visiting relatives. Few villagers go to the town, let alone the neighboring town.

Seeing that the man had already gone far away and the surroundings were empty with no one around, Jiang Jiang directly put the batch of food into the space.

It is better to benefit yourself than to benefit others. When it comes to food, you can never have too much.

Jiang Jiang hummed a little tune and walked briskly all the way home.

"Mom, what is that this afternoon?"

Everyone in the family knew that she actually didn’t have any distant relatives, and the ice cube business was introduced to my mother by a friend she met in her early years.

This is also very simple. Jiang Jiang can push the blame on relatives outside and push the blame on friends at home.

"Mom, did you save his life?"

Why does he help you with everything?

Li Xu didn't say the last sentence because he was afraid of being beaten.

As a result, when Jiang Jiang heard this, he immediately said: "How do you know? But it was not me who saved his life, but your father."

"How did you save him? Mom, tell us how you saved him."

The original owner never "told" them about this matter.

"You all know that your father is a good swimmer."

"Of course, Dad used to catch fish for us from the river!"

"One time, when your father was on his way to the county, he passed by a river and saw a person struggling in the river. He immediately jumped in and rescued the person."

When Jiang Jiang told Li Ming about the heroic deeds he had fabricated, the children were stunned.

"Dad is so awesome."

"I also want to save people. Saving people will bring good rewards."

Jiang Jiang turned his head, wanting to see who was so smart that he was focusing on the point that saving people would be rewarded. It turned out to be Li Laibao. That was no problem, as his train of thought had always been like this.

"Since your father passed away, we have had less contact. This time it was just a coincidence. He was planning to open an ice shop in our town. He remembered your father's kindness and wanted to help us orphans and widows."

So that was how it was. The doubts in the children's minds were finally resolved. They said that this person was not even related to them, so how could such a noble person come to help them?

"Alright, everyone go and get some rest. We have to go to the stall early tomorrow morning." Jiang Jiang waved her hand and sent everyone to bed. If they kept asking questions, she would soon be running out of stories.

This one lie often requires thousands of lies to cover it up. Jiang Jiang plans to wait until a period of time, when the weather cools down and it rains heavily, and then close the sweet water shop.

At that time, things were about to get chaotic.

The next day, Li Xu and his two siblings went to town early. They delivered goods and set up stalls.

Today, Jiang Jiang was the only adult left at home. She cooked an egg for each of her grandchildren as breakfast.

"Eat, don't tell your parents and aunt, they have nothing to eat."

The children were eating the fragrant eggs, and when they heard their grandmother's words, their eyes turned into crescents.

Jiang Jiang cooked some porridge in the morning and ate it with some pickles, which made her stomach feel warm. There was nothing she could do about it. The original owner had been working hard for many years and had no serious illness, but many minor ailments, and stomach problem was one of them.

"Sister Jiang! Are you home?"

There was a shouting coming from outside the yard.

After finishing breakfast, Li Dongliang and Li Yuanchang, who were playing with their butts sticking up, heard the shouting and immediately ran back into the house.

"Grandma, there's a mother-in-law looking for you."

Jiang Jiang went out after hearing the voice, only to see a woman outside the door wearing a blue cloth dress and a red flower on her head. Judging from her appearance, she might be a few years older than the original owner.

Seeing Jiang Jiang at home, the woman immediately smiled and waved the handkerchief in her hand.

"Sister Jiang Jiang, I'm Wang the matchmaker in town. Do you have a girl in your family who has just come of age? I'm here to propose marriage."

Propose a marriage? For her Cuicui?

This didn't happen originally?

Jiang Jiang was confused, but still welcomed the person into the house.

Matchmaker Wang walked into the room and looked it up and down.

"Sister Jiang Jiang, your house is quite spacious. This tile-roofed house is better than many other houses in the village."

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, so Jiang Jiang smiled and agreed with a few words.

"These were built when their father was alive. Now they are just big enough for us to live in. I'm afraid they won't be big enough when the grandchildren grow up and get married."

Matchmaker Wang smiled and covered her mouth with a handkerchief, then continued the topic: "That's easy. Your daughter has reached the age of marriage, so it's time for her to meet a man. Once she gets married, won't there be an empty house again?"

The more Jiang Jiang listened to this, the more unhappy she became. It was her daughter's own decision whether or not she wanted to get married. How could she marry her off hastily just for a house?

People with different ideas cannot work together. After just a few words, Jiang Jiang knew that he and the matchmaker Wang were not the same kind of people.

"My daughter is still young, I want to stay for two more years."

Normally, a normal matchmaker would know that this was a polite refusal when hearing this, but Matchmaker Wang acted as if nothing had happened and kept on nagging about how she wanted to marry her daughter to a town so that she could enjoy a good life.

"Stop, Matchmaker Wang, I told you, my Cuicui is still young, she has to stay for another two years."

"If she stays for two years, she will become a grown-up girl. If you ask me, the son of Mr. Wang in this town is handsome and talented. He is a perfect match for Cuicui of yours."

Jiang Jiang immediately frowned. Did he really think that she had been hanging around in the town for nothing for more than a month?

Mr. Wang's son spent all his time in brothels and was infected with syphilis. He will not live long. They have only one son, and they are so anxious to find him a wife, probably to leave behind descendants.

Everyone in the town probably knew about it, and no one wanted their daughter to fall into this trap, so Matchmaker Wang had to look for candidates in the nearby villages, and she always found a few who were unaware of the situation.

"Matchmaker Wang, don't accuse me of ruining your reputation. The whole town knows that Mr. Wang's son has syphilis. You are taking money against your conscience."

Matchmaker Wang was talking nonstop, but suddenly she got stuck. Fortunately, she had been a decent person for decades and had a thick skin.

"Sister Jiang Jiang, you don't like the son of Mr. Wang. Let me introduce you to the son of Mr. Zhao. He is just 20 years old, and he is a good man with good conduct. Your Cuicui will enjoy happiness if she marries him."

This time Jiang Jiang didn't want to show any mercy to Wang the matchmaker at all. He picked up the broom and kicked her out of the house.

Mr. Zhao's son is less than 1.6 meters tall and weighs over 200 kilograms. He is out of breath after walking two steps. Of course he keeps himself clean, but he is powerless!

"Bah! You ungrateful thing! If people in this village hadn't said that your daughter is very pretty, I wouldn't have come to you. Mr. Wang gave her a betrothal gift of twenty taels of silver." Matchmaker Wang spat on the ground and cursed viciously.

On the other side, Li Dafu was about to go home drunk, but he immediately became excited when he heard about the twenty taels of betrothal gift.

He grabbed Wang the matchmaker and asked anxiously, "What did you say? Twenty taels of betrothal gift?"