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

The man in the tree jumped down.

Lin Shuyun immediately used a grappling technique.

"Your eyes are quite big, but they're not very bright. Do you think you can mess with me, huh?"

Before the man could react, his arm was kicked, and his face instantly contorted in pain, tears welling up in his eyes. "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

"I wasn't flirting with you, I'm telling the truth, you smell spicy! Don't believe me? Smell it for yourself!"

Lin Shuyun took a sniff and indeed it had a spicy aroma, the smell she got from making the hot and sour noodles.

After a moment of awkward silence, he changed the subject, "So, what was that woman doing here just now?"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" the man cried, his face contorted in pain. "Your husband is a womanizer, why are you asking me instead of asking your husband?"

"Didn't you just see it? Tell me!" Lin Shuyun said fiercely.

"I was sleeping when that woman came to deliver a purse to your husband..."

After the man finished speaking, Lin Shuyun let go of his hand.

"Thanks, but remember to speak more clearly next time, or you might get beaten up!"

After saying that, he clapped his hands and walked away quickly.

The man grimaced and flexed his arms, muttering to Lin Shuyun's retreating figure, "She's strangely pretty, but so fierce! Did she break that man's leg?"

"Xian'an, you've come all this way, why aren't you going in? What are you doing standing at the gate?"

Upon hearing this, the man immediately straightened his back and swiftly opened the fan in his hand.

"Oh, I think this gate is quite nicely constructed."

The person who came was Shi Luo.

Shi Luo glanced at the gate. "Aren't you free? Hurry up and go in. The dean wants you to go directly to Master Feng's class!"

Upon hearing this, Xian'an's back slumped instantly. "Huh? Class is starting already?"

"I just got here! I'm exhausted from the long journey and haven't had a chance to rest. Could I come back next month?"

Shi Luo's expression was serious. "You arrived yesterday, how long have you been dawdling? You might as well not come next month. Don't forget that your father used connections to get you in. If you don't pass the imperial examination, you'll be expelled!"

"Oh heavens! Why do people need to study in the first place?!"

……

……

In the cafeteria.

Jiang Changtian felt more and more that he should have made things clear before coming in, in case she misunderstood.

Guo Hongfang, sitting opposite him, swallowed hard and shamelessly spoke up.

"Brother Jiang, what is this? May I have a taste?"

He deliberately sat next to Jiang Changtian just to see what he was eating.

It was definitely worth the trip! It smells really good!

Jiang Changtian snapped out of his daze. "Hot and sour noodles, shall I put a piece of rice on your plate?"

Jiang Changtian wasn't particularly averse to Guo Hongfang's behavior.

Guo Hongfang has a good personality and never eats for free; he always orders an extra dish to share with Jiang Changtian.

When Jiang Changtian was inconvenient, he would help him carry things.

Guo Hongfang had been waiting for these words: "I've prepared a new pair of chopsticks, I'll do it!"

With a single bite, he picked up some rice noodles and greens, accompanied by drops of bright red chili oil drizzling onto the rice.

Guo Hongfang was panting heavily after eating it because of the spiciness.

"Awesome! I wish I had a wife who could cook as well as me."

I eat different things every day, never repeating the same thing. This is such a happy life, I can hardly believe it. If only I had a gentler personality.

Feng Hao, standing to the side, poked at the rice in his bowl, "What's the use? He still doesn't keep his word..."

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but Feng Hao swallowed them back down.

He had a very good impression of the Lin family, but then it suddenly turned very bad, and he couldn't say it out loud, which made him feel very awkward.

But Jiang Changtian and the Lin family are still so close.

Guo Hongfang noticed his strange behavior and asked, "Feng Hao, what's wrong? Do you dislike me? Are you unhappy because I hung out with Jiang Changtian?"

Could it be that you feel he stole your friend?

"I didn't," Feng Hao shook his head, feeling extremely depressed.

"If it's true, then it's true! Why won't you admit it? A grown man should be more magnanimous. We're all brothers, and all men are brothers under the same sky!" Guo Hongfang patted Feng Hao on the shoulder.

"I'm not talking to you anymore." Feng Hao stood up abruptly, picked up his food, and left.

Guo Hongfang was embarrassed and turned to look at Jiang Changtian, "Did your thoughts get exposed? Are you furious? Are you that petty?"

"He's probably in a bad mood." Jiang Changtian started eating.

He saw Guo Zhong looking for Feng Hao and reminded Feng Hao that he could talk to him if he needed anything.

Feng Hao didn't say.

Lin Shuyun brought not only hot and sour noodles, but also a bamboo tube of water with a sweet and sour taste, which was very refreshing and helped relieve the spiciness.

Feng Hao carried his food and looked for an empty seat in the cafeteria.

What came to mind was Lin Shuyun's smile when they first met.

"Feng Hao, you dropped your chopsticks!"

A classmate at the same table as Hou Er reminded him.

Feng Hao looked down and saw a chopstick on the ground, but he was holding it carefully in his hand.

"These aren't my chopsticks, thank you!"

"No, I misread it. I thought it was yours." The man smiled.

"Brother Feng, come sit here." A classmate called out to Feng Hao.

It was the same person who had tea with Feng Hao in town before.

After sitting down, the classmate got straight to the point, "Why are you still hanging out with Jiang Changtian? You're not even in our class anymore."

“He helped me a lot before.” Feng Hao poked at the rice in his hand.

"Come on, what did he help you with? You clearly helped him more. You went to his house to see him when he fell and got hurt, didn't you? What's his family's financial situation like?" The classmate looked at Feng Hao.

Feng Hao lowered his head, thinking of Jiang Changtian's dilapidated little courtyard, and hesitated for a moment, "Let's all be about the same."

"I don't remember him being very good. Look at him now, he brings his own lunch." The classmate glanced at Jiang Changtian not far away.

"His wife is a great cook; the food is just as good as what you get in the cafeteria." Feng Hao was telling the truth.

"His wife isn't hooking up with Young Master Ke anymore, she didn't run off with him?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Feng Hao immediately lowered his voice.

The classmate chuckled, "Tell me if it's true or not! We saw it with our own eyes last time. Everyone knows how much of a womanizer Ke is! He's got a cuckold's hair, yet he still has the mind to study!"

Feng Hao was eating when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

"My stomach hurts a little! Could you keep an eye on it for me for a bit?"

"Then go quickly!"

As soon as Feng Hao left, the man spat in Feng Hao's food.

Jiang Changtian turned his head and saw this scene.

When Feng Hao returned, Jiang Changtian stopped him immediately.

"Stop eating and come to my house for dinner tonight?"

"Brother Jiang, that's not fair of you. Why did you only invite him and not me?" Guo Hongfang interrupted.

"Both of you go." Jiang Changtian didn't mind having one more person, but it would be troublesome for Lin Shuyun if they went.

That's why he was unwilling to bring anyone to his home.

Clearly, he intended for Feng Hao to speak frankly today, so that they wouldn't take advantage of him.

"I won't go. I haven't finished my meal yet. I'm going to eat first." Feng Hao wasn't very enthusiastic.

Jiang Changtian frowned. "Stop eating. The person across from you is spitting."

"Huh?" Feng Hao looked up in surprise.

My first reaction was that what Jiang Changtian said was true, but then I felt that he hadn't offended his classmate, so why would he spit on him?