A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

Before leaving get off work, she asked Sister He where to buy seeds nearby.

Zhu Fang followed behind her, a conflicted expression on her face.

She followed Li Jiaojiao the whole way without saying a word.

Li Jiaojiao noticed that Zhu Fang was following her, but she didn't pay much attention and continued searching for what she wanted.

We finally arrived at the place that sells seeds, but after searching around, we only found honeysuckle seeds.

Honeysuckle is considered a useful medicinal herb. After she bought it, Zhu Fang squeezed next to her and asked, "You want to buy honeysuckle?"

"Mmm," Li Jiaojiao replied politely.

Zhu Fang grabbed the bag of seeds: "Don't buy them, I have honeysuckle. I've been growing it for five or six years, and it's growing as lushly as a small tree."

Honeysuckle is a perennial vine, but Li Jiaojiao wasn't very interested in hers: "I prefer to grow my own."

"Oh, okay," Zhu Fang let go of his hand and stood to the side, her eyes darting around as if she were thinking about something.

Li Jiaojiao felt that she was acting strangely and was afraid that this guy would follow her home, so she wandered around the market.

Ma Yan'er has been afraid to buy groceries at the market near her home lately, fearing that people will recognize her and point fingers at her.

She took a long bus ride to the market furthest from the factory to buy vegetables.

Unexpectedly, she saw Li Qiao, whom she had always wanted to see. Having spent so much time in the police station, she was really scared. Li Bentian had always disagreed with her going to see Li Qiao.

She had nightmares every night, dreaming that she was in prison, clutching the iron bars and crying bitterly, regretting her past actions.

"Li Qiao!" Ma Yan'er called out her name loudly.

Li Jiaojiao didn't react and continued walking forward until she felt a tugging sensation from behind.

"Li Qiao" Ma Yan'er ran up and grabbed her.

She hadn't even realized it when they called her by the original owner's name.

She turned around and saw that it was Ma Yan'er: "What are you doing here?" It was a little unlucky.

"I...I came to buy groceries," Ma Yan'er stammered, "Why...why did you let me out?"

She had frequent nightmares because she was worried that Li Qiao would send her back.

Li Jiaojiao scoffed, "You still dare to come looking for me? I've kept all the evidence against you."

For a moment, she didn't even remember that there was such a person as Ma Yan'er.

Ma Yan'er thought to herself, "As expected, this woman won't let me off the hook."

“I want you to live the rest of your life with this feeling of unease. If you diligently worship my mother’s ancestral tablet every day, maybe my mother will be happy and appear in my dream, and I will let you go. This is karma, Aunt Ma,” Li Jiaojiao said softly.

The sound wasn't loud, but it made Ma Yan'er both angry and scared, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

She was made to serve the spirit tablets of the dead, which belonged to Ribentian's first wife.

But she really didn't want to go back to that awful place. The thought of those slippery snakes crawling by still sends chills down her spine.

Okay! I promise you.

Li Jiaojiao curled her lips into a mischievous smile: "Then I'll wait for my mom to appear in my dreams."

She wasn't that kind-hearted, but she also didn't want Ma Yan'er to have an easy life.

When Li Jiaojiao returned home with her things, Chen Yu was already there.

"You're home so early today?"

Chen Yu was cooking: "Yeah, I was worried you might be hungry."

"Then I'll have to see if there's anything I like to eat." Li Jiaojiao stood close to him, feeling the power of the white light, and the discomfort in her spiritual body was instantly swept away.

Chen Yu's heart skipped a beat. He noticed that Jiao Jiao had been making more and more little gestures lately, but he liked it.

"Where's Jiaojiao's favorite braised chicken leg?"

Li Jiaojiao followed the look and sure enough, she saw a plump and tender chicken leg. Because it was fried properly, the greasy skin had turned into a reddish and crispy skin.

"Your cooking skills are getting better and better, I love you the most!" Li Jiaojiao wanted to eat as soon as she saw it.

Li Mai said from behind with a cryptic look in her eyes, "Sis, I made those chicken legs."

Oh? You praised the wrong person.

Li Jiaojiao was speechless for once and didn't react.