Transmigrated into a Prosperous Farm Wife, Pampered, Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic Prime Minister

"How is that impossible? Did you catch them in bed together with your own eyes? Even if you saw it with your own eyes, it might not be true. After all, you could have drugged them!"

"Jiang Hao, just admit it, you don't love your wife at all, you only see her as your possession!"

Do you know what true love is?

"Even if one day in the future my wife no longer loves me and falls in love with someone else, I will let her go! Instead of thinking about revenge and driving her to her death!"

"What you call love is nothing but your own selfish desires, so why put on this act of unwavering devotion!"

Jiang Hao's face went from flushed red to gradually losing all color.

Everyone stared at Jiang Changtian, mouths agape, speechless.

Gu Chen was already in tears.

Look at this father he once respected so much, "Did you hear what my elder brother said? Your so-called love for Mother is nothing but an illusion!"

"From the moment Mother died, we refused to acknowledge you, nor did we want to see you again! You didn't appear then, and there's no need for you to appear now!"

If they hadn't met Madam Lin, the three of them would have been dead.

Jiang Hao stumbled out of the courtyard gate.

"I hope nothing bad has happened to this person?" Xiaoqing asked.

No one responded to him.

They're not saviors, why should they care about someone who's not involved?

Old Xu looked at Jiang Changtian with schadenfreude, "Young man, what you said was better than what you sang. What if you can't do it in the future?"

"I can do it." Jiang Changtian looked at Lin Shuyun with unwavering determination.

Lin Shuyun looked at Jiang Changtian and smiled, "Husband, I believe in your sincerity, but sincerity can change in an instant."

"Yes, who hasn't heard of vows of eternal love? Let's eat quickly." Madam Qin didn't believe it at all.

If men are reliable, pigs can fly.

This guy is really good-looking, so it wouldn't be a loss to sleep with him while he's still young.

As for what happens in the future, we'll talk about that later.

Jiang Changtian felt very frustrated when his words were cut off; the person he liked would never change in this lifetime.

He will prove himself over time.

"Husband, try it and see if it's spicy." Lin Shuyun picked up a piece of fish for Jiang Changtian.

This fish hot pot was a little too spicy.

"Yunyun, there's something I forgot to tell you." Jiang Changtian recounted how Xian'an had shamelessly begged to buy pickled vegetables, then took out ten taels of silver from his pocket. "This is the money Xian'an gave me."

Lin Shuyun looked at the ten taels of silver with a smile on her face. "These kinds of pickled vegetables aren't worth much, but he likes to buy them. Just bring more when you go to the academy and sell them all to him."

She's desperate for money right now; even a small amount is still money, she's trying to make some.

Qin Niangzi said, "Yunyun, why don't we open a restaurant in Shengjing? Otherwise, how can we just sit around and eat our savings away?"

With Yunyun's skills, she's definitely going to make money.

"No, I find it too much trouble. It's fine if I cook occasionally, but to make a living from it would be exhausting." Lin Shuyun put another piece of fish on Gu Ru's plate.

This fish is a variety from her space; it's fresh, tender, and has few bones. Every time people eat it, they don't even have time to talk.

“If you find it too much trouble, I’ll open one with them. Otherwise, how can we stay at home all day eating nothing but rice? We won’t make it fresh, we’ll just sell some pickled vegetables or something.”

Since winter is coming soon, she was sure that people would buy these pickled vegetables.

Lin Shuyun stroked her chin. "What you said makes sense. I'll think about it later. I can't just go out on the street and get arrested as a fake medicine seller."

"Who is it? Who said you sell fake medicine?!" Old Xu asked angrily.

Lin Shuyun recounted the misunderstanding she had been given before.

Old Xu snorted, "This girl is really not likable at all, hmph! I'll get revenge for you later!"

On the other hand, he still has two pills in his hand. Why not sell them at a higher price later?

With money in hand, who knows, Yunyun might cook something delicious again if she's in a good mood.

Jiang Changtian suddenly remembered something, "I forgot to mention, Chen Jingfeng invited me to visit him tomorrow."

Old Xu asked, "What? He only invited you?"

Jiang Changtian said, "Originally, we were all invited, but two of my classmates were also going, so only I was invited."

"Alright, you can go by yourself. There are still some pickled vegetables left at home, take two jars with you, it's not good to come empty-handed," Lin Shuyun said casually.

"Don't bother bringing it. Just go outside and buy any gift box. I'll give you the money." Madam Qin said, taking out ten taels of silver.

She wouldn't give any to anyone else, but this was such delicious food, she didn't want to give it to that female competitor, not even a single bite.

"Aunt, I don't need your money. I'll buy it myself."

After the family finished eating, it got dark, and Jiang Changtian was quite full.

"Husband, did you eat too much? Let me help you digest."

Lin Shuyun twirled a stray lock of her hair, gazing at her husband's devilishly handsome face, and couldn't help but feel a surge of desire.

Jiang Changtian clearly hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation. "It's dark now and nobody's around. Let's go for a walk."

He has already taken a bath and returned to his original appearance. No one should see him if he goes out after dark.

"If we're not going out, let's try a different way to digest our food."

"..."

……

When Chen Jingfeng returned, Chen Ting was not there; only the old housekeeper, Uncle Chen, was present.

"There's a woman next door who's been asking Miss Ting to do needlework. She's been going every day for the past two or three days."

"I'll go and call her over right away. Miss Ting will be so happy to know you're here."

The old butler hurriedly went next door.

In the next room, Chen Ting was sitting with an elderly woman, with a sewing basket in front of them.

"Aunt Wang, your needlework is really good! I've been learning from you for two days, but I still haven't learned it. Am I just too stupid?"

Widow Wang smiled and said, "You're not stupid at all, on the contrary, you're very skillful. You're just too impatient. You'll learn it after you study more. You don't need to do it, just watch me do it."

Widow Wang lost her husband at a young age and has been raising her son alone ever since.

Seeing that it was getting late, Chen Ting decided to go back. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Wang Xiucai's voice outside.

"Mother, the sweet pear soup is ready. I'll bring it in for you."

Widow Wang asked Chen Ting, "May I have my son come in?"

Chen Ting nodded, not forgetting to praise, "Aunt Wang, your son is so filial. As a scholar, he even takes the time to make you sweet pear water."

"She is indeed very filial. Since we've run into each other, let's have a bowl together. This sweet pear juice is very soothing to the throat. The weather has been so dry lately, this is just right!" Widow Wang said with a kind smile.

Chen Ting shook her head, "Aunt Wang, I won't drink anymore. It's getting late, and I should go back."

Widow Wang pretended to be angry, "You silly girl, I asked you to do some work, why are you being so polite to your aunt? If you keep being so polite, I won't be happy, and I won't dare to ask you to do anything next time."

Unable to refuse, Chen Ting picked up the bowl.

Wang Xiucai's eyes fell on her.

Just as they were about to drink, the old butler's voice rang out from outside.

"Miss Ting, Young Master Jingfeng is back!"

"My brother Jingfeng is back?" Upon hearing this, Chen Ting ran out without even putting down her bowl.

The mother and son exchanged a glance, and Widow Wang hurriedly chased after them.

"Oh dear, your brother's back! Look at him, he's been so busy doing needlework with you that he's forgotten it's a holiday at the academy. Give me the bowl now." Widow Wang said with a smile as she took the bowl.

A little bit of the pear juice inside accidentally spilled out.

Chen Ting had originally planned to return the drink after finishing it, but she hesitated for a moment before smiling and saying, "Thank you, Aunt Wang."

After the old man and the young man left, Wang Xiucai looked at the bowl of pear water with a rather unpleasant expression.