The Little Lucky Girl of the Hunter Family

Old Mrs. Wei had a very sensitive sense of smell. She smelled a strong stench from Wei Chengye's body and immediately frowned.

"Second brother, why is there a foul smell in the air? And you, you stink all over. I have to make a hot bath later. I don't know how much wood I need to burn!"

Wei Chengye was used to being scolded, so naturally he would not pay attention to the second half of Mrs. Wei's sentence.

He knew the character of the Wei family very well. He was afraid that the Wei family's parents would come to cause trouble after they found out that Jiang Yao was doing business. He thought for a moment and said calmly.

"Someone from the village is looking for me. I'm leaving now."

"Wait a minute! Anyway, why have you been going to your neighbor's house so often these days?"

Old Mrs. Wei glared at Wei Chengye, with a hint of disgust in her voice.

“They asked me to help with the cooking.”

Wei Chengye's expression was as indifferent as ever, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

However, there was something strange in those eyes.

Old Mrs. Wei suddenly mentioned this, looking impatient, as if she wanted to marry Jiang Yao quickly.

Wei Chengye returned to his room.

After all, he is not their son, so Mr. Wei and Wei Liao will not care too much.

Thinking of this, he was about to go back to his room when Old Mrs. Wei called him.

Grandma Wei slapped him on the arm and yelled, "Are you mentally ill?"

"You're a grown man, you can't just eat and help them work. Of course you have to pay!"

While Mrs. Wei was speaking, Mr. Wei winked at her. She rolled her eyes and hurriedly urged him on.

"Go tell them to pay you, or you can cook for yourself! If she doesn't agree, just leave them alone!"

Wei Chengye felt uncomfortable because of her harsh words. Old Mrs. Wei scolded him again, and Old Man Wei agreed with her.

“Yeah, look at their father, he gave the house to those poor women. If Mrs. Jiang can’t get it back, you mustn’t!”

Before Grandma Wei finished her words, Wei Chengye looked at her coldly with anger in his tone.

"Shut up! I can do whatever I want, and I'll spend the family's money just the same. Don't expect me to do everything according to your wishes."

It was the first time that Old Mrs. Wei was treated like this by Wei Chengye. She was immediately furious. She picked up a broom and wanted to hit Wei Chengye, but was grabbed by Wei Chengye.

He looked at Old Lady Wei, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura.

"I've already told you, don't try to meddle in my affairs in the future. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

Things of the past!

Both Mr. Wei and the old man were startled. Mrs. Wei quickly took a step back and the broom in her hand fell to the ground.

Could it be that Wei Chengye has already investigated this matter thoroughly?

After saying this, without paying any attention to the two's answers, Wei Chengye walked straight out of the yard without even returning to his room.

At this time, Jiang Xue'an was tired of playing, and he strode towards the courtyard.

Jiang Yao, who was cooking, heard a hurried noise and thought it was her sisters playing, so she didn't take it seriously.

At this moment, the lights in the entire room disappeared, and Jiang Yao turned her head to look.

Why is Jiang Xuean here?

"My dear daughter, why are you cooking alone? They didn't come to help you. You are so pitiful!" Jiang Xue'an said with pretended concern, but his eyes were rolling around.

Looking at the empty stove, the smile on his face disappeared immediately: "You stayed in the kitchen for so long, and you ate all the dishes?"

Also, isn’t this smell weird?

"none of your business?"

Jiang Yao's eyes turned cold.

Jiang Xue'an's temper flared up all of a sudden, and since Jiang Yao hadn't taken any action in these days, he immediately forgot about the pain he had felt before.

"Jiang Yao, I am your father after all! I'm so hungry, go get me some food! But don't tell me, I saw it with my own eyes, you and your mother are living well every day!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yao's eyes fixed on the fire stick.

But when she saw the food on the table, she thought of her three sisters' looks just now, her eyes lit up, she looked up and said seriously: "Do you really want to eat?"

Seeing Jiang Yao's hopeful look, Jiang Xuean smiled again.

"Well! Go get some more so I can eat well. When I pass the exam and become a scholar, I will let you enjoy life!"

When Jiang Yao heard this, a hint of sarcasm appeared on her lips. She bent down, scooped a spoonful of soup for herself, and sprinkled it on the stinky tofu with a sincere smile.

"Come, I have prepared a delicious meal for you, you can try it."

A foul odor hit Jiang Xue'an's nose and he felt his stomach churning. He couldn't help but vomit, and then he became furious.

"Jiang Yao, why are you here? I'm your father, how could you poison me?"

"Why? You're going to pay with your life."

Jiang Yao blinked her big eyes with an innocent look on her face. She picked up a small black stick and stuffed it into her mouth.

“Very delicious!”

And he looks like he's quite happy.

Jiang Xuean felt his heart go cold, and his eyes almost popped out, "You, are you sick?"

Why does it smell like this?

Possessed?

"Tsk! These bastards are crazier than each other. It's a complete mess. I don't want to stay here any longer!"

Jiang Xuean turned around, picked up his phone and ran out.

Widow Liu from the next village is so nice, she is considerate and good at coaxing people!

The next day, after Jiang Yao finished her breakfast, she packed up her things and planned to sell stinky tofu in the town.

Before leaving, Mrs. Lu said something to Jiang Yao and asked everyone to follow her into the city, leaving the two youngest ones at home.

There are so many people in the town, including many beggars, and they are afraid that they will be too busy to take care of their children.

The two sisters were smart people, so they stopped making a fuss and agreed to wait for them at home.

As soon as he came out, he saw Wei Chengye about to knock on the door, but when he saw Jiang Yao, he was startled and said, "I'm here!"

Jiang Yao didn't hesitate and stuffed three buns and a small amount of kimchi into Ren Baqian's hands.

"Just make do with it. I'll cook for you when we get back."

Wei Chengye didn't want to waste time, nor was he pretentious. He just picked up the bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

For some reason, the bun in my hand tasted sweet and delicious.

This was in stark contrast to the dry buns that the Wei family ate.

With Wei Chengye around, the group quickened their pace and arrived at the trading market in less than half an hour.

As soon as the sun rose from the horizon, the market was crowded with people and the sounds of hawking were endless.

Since the scent was so strong it might stain the fabric, she simply set up a stall here.

I don’t know how business is today.