The fake daughter is so crazy! After going to the countryside, she is spoiled by a rough man every d

He Jing saw that he had seen it, so she didn't hide it and said directly, "It was submitted last month."

"Yes, I wrote it after I came back from Yunluo City." He Jing thought for a moment and added, "It just so happened that I was reported for speculation and profiteering on the day I submitted it."

Zhou Qi'an was surprised, "You can write a manuscript?"

"Yeah." He Jing nodded calmly, "I wrote frequently when I was a student, and I would probably have one article published almost every month."

"But I'm not sure now." He Jing shrugged. After all, decades had passed, and she felt unfamiliar when she picked up the pen to write again.

"Wow." Zhou Qi'an was shocked. He couldn't believe that He Jing was so amazing. "Why don't you open it and take a look?"

"I was just about to open it when you came." He Jing said as she sat down opposite him.

Then he picked up the envelope, slowly tore open the seal, and poured out the contents.

A letter and a two-yuan note.

He Jing raised her eyebrows.

Zhou Qian saw it and raised his eyebrows.

It is easy to sell pork for two dollars, but it is difficult to sell sour beans, as you need dozens of kilograms.

Last time I weighed about 30 pounds, and it was only a little over ten cents.

Although the price went up later, it still couldn't be sold for much money.

Not to mention the manpower and materials required. For this kind of pickling, if the quantity is not large, it is really not profitable.

Zhou Qian'an didn't really want to continue, but He Jing said that they should take it slow. After a few years, when the foundation is laid, it will be easy to expand.

Zhou Qian'an then reluctantly agreed, but his main focus was still raising pigs.

"I didn't expect it to pass." He Jing was quite surprised.

The royalties I received before were not this much, just a few cents.

After He Jing got the money, she basically spent it all.

In the He family, she had no shortage of pocket money, and the money she earned from writing articles had a different meaning. Naturally, she would use it to buy gifts for her family and friends.

So, after a few months, He Jing was unable to save a penny.

Now, looking at the two dollars, He Jing's eyes were full of smiles, "It can help supplement the family income."

"You can make more money than me." Zhou Qian'an was really happy for her. "Even if you don't work, you can earn two dollars a month just by writing an article."

That’s about ten yuan a year.

Not a lot, but not a small amount either.

Moreover, Zhou Qian'an felt that He Jing definitely wrote more than one article a month. If she could write three or four, she would earn ten yuan a month, which would be comparable to the workers in the town.

"How is that possible?" He Jing couldn't help laughing when she heard it. Then she took a look at the reply letter and put it back.

The two dollars were also put in.

She wanted to wait until everyone came back so they could watch it together.

"We must continue working." He Jing tidied herself up, stood up and put the envelope back into the drawer.

Zhou Qi'an saw it and asked, "Aren't you going to put it back in the room?"

"There's nothing valuable in the house." He Jing didn't think there was anything wrong. "If there really were thieves, they would probably search the room."

“Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that some people may have predicted my judgment.” But the probability of this happening is very low.

"Besides, I've been here the whole time, so nothing will happen."

Zhou Qian understood, then he put his hand under his mouth and coughed, his expression becoming a little serious.

Knowing that he was going to talk about serious matters, He Jing raised her eyebrows and waited for what to say next.

"Jingjing, my mother said that the engagement date is on the 20th of next month, and every household will give wedding cakes. We have to go there then." Zhou Qian scratched his cheek, "I don't have any relatives on my mother's side."

"The only ones left are from my dad's side."

But because Zhou Qian'an's father passed away early, many relatives cut off contact with him.

Those who can go are those who can move around a little during the Chinese New Year.

"But don't worry, there aren't many families."

"There are only two or three families. We can leave as soon as the things are delivered. We won't stay for a long time." Zhou Qian'an was not very familiar with those relatives. After the things were delivered, he would naturally go to the next family.

"The rest are your relatives."

The He family is considered a local in Hekou Village.

There are really a lot of relatives.

But He Jing didn't live here since she was a child, so she's not familiar with it.

But good news spreads far and wide.

This step cannot be skipped.

He Jing knew, "If it's my turn, my parents will help us walk a little bit."

"My eldest and second sisters-in-law are from their families. My eldest and second brothers will help."

"As for me, my parents meant for me to deliver it to the village."

It’s much more convenient in the village.

Zhou Qian nodded, "What do you need? Tell me everything and I'll prepare it."

Marriage is a big deal, and so is engagement.

As the man, Zhou Qian'an wanted to take almost all the responsibilities on himself, while He Jing only needed to wait comfortably and did nothing else.

"Let's wait until tomorrow. Mom and Dad are going to town to do some shopping." He Jing wasn't sure either. "This is my first engagement, so I don't know much."

Zhou Qi'an smiled and said, "It's not the first time for everyone."

"..." He Jing nodded, vaguely remembering, "Zhou Qian, there is something I forgot to tell you."

"I used to have a fiancé in Yunluo City." He Jing said.

Zhou Qian'an already knew it, they were childhood sweethearts.

"You should know that I am not the biological daughter of the He family in Yunluo City, so this marriage is now He Fangfang's." Seeing that he understood clearly, He Jing continued.

"He Fangfang and Jiang Jiayuan are getting married on the 15th of next month."

After this sentence came out, Zhou Qian suddenly understood why He Jing mentioned the engagement.

"Is it because of that man named Jiang Jiayuan?" Zhou Qian'an's eyes were dark and unclear.

He Jing was stunned for a moment when she heard this.

Zhou Qian'an noticed this moment of hesitation and his brows instantly furrowed.

"It's mom's idea." He Jing lowered her eyelids.

If Shi Chunlan hadn't brought it up, He Jing wouldn't have wanted to get engaged.

No reason.

I just simply don't want to.

Zhou Qian understood, pursed his lips, and took a deep breath, "So what do you think?"

"Are you getting engaged to me to tell that man that there will never be a chance between you and him, or are you telling the He family in Yunluo City that you won't compete with He Fangfang for a man?"

Although no matter which side it is, it means the same thing.

But Zhou Qian still wanted to know, was it for the He family or for that man.

"What if I say it's neither of them?" He Jing felt suddenly disappointed, as if something had been overlooked.

She licked her lips.

"Mom really wants He Fangfang to know that I won't get involved again." He Jing forced a smile, "Even though I explained to her many times, there will never be a chance for Jiang Jiayuan and I."

"But she still thinks this method is safer."

Shi Chunlan didn't say it explicitly, but He Jing could feel it.

It is also clear that eighteen years of love cannot fade away overnight.

To be honest, He Jing was a little envious of He Fangfang for having such good adoptive parents.

But she was also happy that these parents were her biological parents.