I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

"Hahaha, He family boy, Aning is asking you a question, do you have any shame?"

"Hahahaha, well done, Aning."

He Guangzong's face turned pale and blue, and he shouted angrily: "Song Anning, you, you are disrespectful!

A girl who is full of foul language, has no talent or virtue, is unfilial and unfraternal, is truly a wicked woman."

"I'm not a scholar, why do I need to be so polite?"

"Oh, I forgot, what you, He Guangzong, call being polite is to shamelessly come to someone's house to beg for food?

With such a strong appetite, what's the difference between you and the omnivorous wild boars in the mountains? Even wild boars are not as wild as you, and they can't eat 20 kilograms of meat in one bite."

"You said I was a villain. Yes, I am a villain, so what? If you don't like me, get out of here."

"Hahahaha... Ning girl, you're making me laugh to death."

"I've finally seen how good Aning is at talking."

Everyone burst into laughter again, and started talking about twenty kilograms of pork. How shameless did he have?

The whole village went up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots, but his family just lay at home and couldn't bear the hardship. When Aning got into trouble, they just watched and made sarcastic remarks.

Now Aning feeds wild boar meat to the elders, and the He family comes like dogs smelling the scent, bah!

"Oh my, the most refined scholar in Banyue Village is grabbing the meat..."

"Where did you read this book? Pull it out, hahaha..."

"You, you guys!"

"A gentleman is concerned with righteousness, while a villain is concerned with profit. You are a bunch of villains!"

He Guangzong's face turned red. It was all his mother's fault. She forced him to ask for pork. Now he was being laughed at by these ignorant villagers.

"He's kid, we don't understand what you're saying. We haven't been to school, but we do understand one thing: there are differences between men and women.

Our He Ning broke off the engagement with you a long time ago. After all this time, you shouldn't have tarnished my He Ning's innocence just to get some meat and bring up that engagement that no longer existed."

Song Dashan was very happy today. His granddaughter distributed meat to the whole village, and his youngest son Song Xing also returned home from vacation at the academy. All the good things happened on one day.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard He Guangzong asking for something and threatening me with marriage.

"you……"

Everyone was united in their hatred for the enemy, and He Guangzong was no match for him, so he could only leave in anger.

Before leaving, he did not forget to give Song An Ning a sad and disappointed look.

"Wow, Master, Xiangxiang is going to vomit.

When will He Guangzong die? He is disgusting and conceited. Who gave him the courage?

Song An Ning looked at his departing figure and asked Xiang Xiang quietly:

"Xiang, do you think I've lost weight?"

"?"

"Master, what are you focusing on? People are scolding He Guangzong, that sinister villain, and you are doing nothing.

However, according to Xiangxiang's tests, the toxins in the owner's body are gradually disappearing, and he has lost three or four pounds, and his chubby face has become smaller."

Just now, when He Guangzong was at the gate, there was something wrong with the way he looked at her. His expression was one of surprise and a bit of disbelief.

She had only lost a few pounds and hadn't even noticed it herself, so how could He Guangzong know so clearly?

Could it be? Is this poison related to him?

At this time, He Guangzong walked home with anger on his face, but there was a bit more fear in his heart.

How could it be? How could she be so thin?

He was the one who put the poison in the pastry, and he saw Song An Ning eat it with his own eyes.

In just one year, I gained dozens of pounds. What happened now?

"Xiangxiang, why do you say He Guangzong is disgusting?"

"Because he looks like a decent person, but in reality he is a lustful and perverted person."

"You can even tell that? Xiangxiang, you're a scanner, right?"

"Hehe, Xiangxiang is an all-around cutie. He Guangzong has long been drained of his body by alcohol and sex. Just look at the purple hue under his eyes."

"..."

Song Anning's worldview was collapsing bit by bit. It was interesting, really interesting. There were only a few hundred people in Banyue Village, but there were new melons to eat every day!

He Guangzong, He Guangzong, how many fun things do you have that I don't know about? How could a poor scholar have the secret poison of Wanhetang?

Maybe he was going in the wrong direction from the beginning. Could he be the mastermind behind her family becoming like this?

"Aning, Aning, what are you looking at him for? Hurry up and divide the meat."

The villagers' voices interrupted her thoughts. Coming back to her senses, Song Anning quickly greeted everyone:

"Aunts, let's share the meat. Don't delay eating meat because of irrelevant people."

"Okay, well said, Aning!"

Everyone expressed their gratitude to Song An Ning again. Each family received a piece of meat weighing more than one pound and went back happily.

"Aning, what were you looking at just now?"

When most people had left, Song Dashan walked forward and asked in a low voice. He always felt that the look his granddaughter gave him just now was unusual.

"Nothing, I just wonder why I fell for such a scumbag before. What a fool I am.

By the way, is everything okay with my uncle?"

He Guangzong and Song Xing studied in the same academy. If the things that happened to the Song family were because of He Guangzong, then he would not let his uncle, who was also in the same academy, go.

"Fortunately, he looks a little thinner. This kid always only reports good news and never bad news, and he doesn't like to talk."

"I'll go see my uncle later."

"Okay, your second grandfather and I will go to the town later and help you sell the herbs and wild boars.

You must be tired after two days in the mountains, right? Take a good rest at home."

Song Anning nodded and walked home carrying a large piece of pork. As soon as she turned into the small path leading to her home, she saw He Guangzong standing under a tree, looking at her affectionately.

"..."

"Why is this thing haunting me?"

Song Anning walked forward with big strides without looking around.

"Aning, you owe me an apology for what you just said."

"A good dog doesn't block the road, get out of the way."

He Guangzong smiled bitterly as if he hadn't heard it:

"I admit that the cancellation of the engagement made you sad. It was all my mother's idea. Actually, I still have you in my heart."

"..."

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

Song Anning looked at him intently and asked with pretended sadness, "Then what should we do? Can we only meet secretly?

Brother Guangzong, you said I was a bad girl, I am so sad..."

After hearing this, He Guangzong looked as if he knew it was true. He knew that Song Anning was completely devoted to him and that what she did just now was just for show.

"This is the only way now. When I pass the imperial examination and become an official, we can get married then, okay..."

Song An Ning almost vomited when she saw his affectionate look, but she suppressed her nausea and nodded shyly.

She wanted to see what He Guangzong was up to.

"What I said just now was just for others to hear. Aning, don't take it to heart. When I achieve fame and success, you will be an official's wife, with silks and satins, delicacies from land and sea, everything you want..."

"..."

"Well, then we should now..."

Song Anning pursed her lips, her face full of girlish shyness. But in her heart, she was thinking: Tell me your purpose now, you bastard, or I'll smash your head in.

Sure enough, seeing her like this, He Guangzong also let down his guard. Women are easy to coax, especially village girls, who can be easily persuaded with just a few words.

Don’t you see how disgusting she is? How can she be qualified to be He Guangzong’s wife?

But he didn't show it on his face. He still looked at Song An Ning tenderly and gently scratched Song An Ning's nose.

"Aning, there's something I want to discuss with you..."