After the arranged marriage, she farms and survives under the tutelage of the villainous boss.

After staring at Jiang Zhiyun for a long time, Ye Qi finally managed to utter a sentence: "You may be useless, but you cook well."

Hearing the kid's nonsensical words, Jiang Zhiyun burst out laughing: "Then if you live here from now on, you'll eat here often, right?"

"Can't you also protect someone as useless as me?" she teased, this guy just doesn't know how to praise people or how to talk.

He blushed when Jiang Zhiyun said that.

Yang Ge'er clapped in agreement, "It's delicious, Auntie!"

Jiang Zhiyun pinched Yang Ge'er's cheeks twice; the little guy finally had some flesh on his face.

The house isn't big, but it's big enough for two people to live in.

The next morning, Xie Shuheng took Su Shaoye to the clinic, while Ye Qi stayed behind.

After waking up, Ye Qi went out of the house and lay down in a tree.

At first glance, it's really hard to see. Jiang Zhiyun found it strange: "Does this young boy like this? Isn't it tiring?"

Xie Shuheng said, "He's used to it."

“Yunniang, I’ll be going to the military camp the day after tomorrow. I’ll settle the house renovation in the next couple of days. I’ll go find a carpenter first. When we go, neither you nor your mother should move any heavy objects.”

“Okay, all the money in the house is with me. I’ll get it for you in a bit.”

Jiang Zhiyun didn't try to be a hero; he let Xie Shuheng do what he was good at.

Then she said, "Then I'll take the seedlings that Lao Xu brought from the market this morning and plant them. It takes skill, and you don't know how. I'll come back after I've taken them down."

"Okay." Xie Shuheng said and went out.

Zhang, carrying a basket, said, "Yunniang, the matsutake mushrooms are probably sprouting again. I'll go pick some. If I see any termite mushrooms, bring them back too. Our family uses quite a few mushrooms every day for our mushroom noodle soup."

Although we're very busy, we're happy to be busy at this time, as long as we can make money.

Moreover, Zhang is now worried about her son getting into trouble, and staying at home only leads to overthinking. It would be better for her to go up the mountain and share some of the burden with Yunniang.

"Okay!" Jiang Zhiyun nodded.

Now that the rice seedlings have been planted, they will mature in three or four months. Once the roots are firmly established, the fish fry can be released into the rice paddies.

Jiang Zhiyun was still holding the fish fry and hadn't left the house yet.

Jiang Zhiwan and Xu Pingan came to the door, standing on either side like door gods, opening the already slightly ajar door. Then Zhao Guifen, with an air of superiority, entered from the outside.

Jiang Zhiyun: "..."

"Say what you need to say, or get lost." She was very busy and was delayed, so she put the seedlings aside.

I might as well clean the things I picked up on the way yesterday, and put them in the kitchen after washing them.

Zhao Guifen glared at her: "Jiang Zhiyun, you are the child I carried for ten months and gave birth to. Now you are so arrogant, you don't respect me at all."

"Even though you've been expelled from the Jiang family, I'm still your mother. You can't live without me, do you understand?"

This is a blood relationship, something for life. Anyway, Jiang Zhiyun can't possibly get rid of her.

Jiang Zhiyun didn't want to argue; these were all old topics, and all she could talk about was arguing.

“Jiang Zhiyun, we brought our mother here to find you and ask you about the tax matter. Was it you who killed Lord Wang Yan? Lord Wang Yan is not collecting taxes now, but the magistrate is demanding that our teahouse pay everything, saying that you were the one who started it.”

"Jiang Zhiyun, what's wrong with you? If you want to die, don't drag me down with you."

Jiang Zhiwan has been avoiding trouble with Jiang Zhiyun lately because Jiang Zhiyun's own affairs are a complete mess.

He was ridiculed because of the incident of being drowned in a pig cage.

I don't dare go back to the village now. Fortunately, there is still a teahouse. At least I can make a living now. Although it's not booming, there are still a few people who come to drink tea.

At least it can support the Xu family, so that she, as their daughter-in-law, won't be disliked.

They haven't even had many normal days before they have to pay taxes, and they're even telling business people like them to donate all the money they earn!

What is this nonsense?

The magistrate's words were encouragement, but how would a small teahouse like theirs survive if they didn't pay?

So, all of this comes down to that despicable Jiang Zhiyun!

What on earth is going on?

Seeing the murderous look in Jiang Zhiwan's eyes, Jiang Zhiyun crossed her arms and laughed: "You're coming to me to settle accounts? In this day and age, who isn't struggling? Who can easily pay their taxes?"

"You've come to the wrong person; the root of the problem isn't with me."

Zhao Guifen pointed at her and angrily shouted, "Jiang Zhiyun, who else is it but you? You're the one who wants everyone to die. My stepmother has worked so hard, and her once peaceful life has been ruined by you."

Jiang Zhiwan also felt bitter. The reason she was able to get through this period was largely because she endured it by thinking that she would become the wife of a top scholar in the future, and she had to be humble.

And then there's Jiang Zhiyun, she's just waiting to kill her once she's rich!

Unexpectedly, after only a few days, Jiang Zhiwan couldn't hold back anymore.

Zhao Guifen was passionately cursing here, while Jiang Zhiyun looked at Jiang Zhiwan and said, "Look. This is the person you're looking for, your mother."

“Back then, Zhao Guifen brought Lord Wang Yan to our house to settle accounts. She insisted that merchants like us had to pay taxes. She said that merchants didn’t pay here, and it wasn’t under the jurisdiction of the county magistrate.”

"Besides, Wang Yan is dead. You watched me grow up since I was a child. Do you think I have the ability to kill Wang Yan? If I did, you would have died several times over, wouldn't you?"

"..." Although Jiang Zhiyun's words were harsh, Jiang Zhiwan had no reason to refute them.

I hate Jiang Zhiyun, but I can't argue with her. This feeling is so painful.

"...You're talking nonsense. I just wanted Lord Wang Yan to come and see for himself." Zhao Guifen was a little guilty. She only wanted to stand up for her eldest daughter and didn't expect to cause such a big trouble.

Jiang Zhiwan glared at her mother resentfully for a few moments: "I never expected it to be you..."

"Mother, you've really ruined me! When you were settling accounts with Jiang Zhiyun, why didn't you consider that my family's teahouse is a legitimate business? It's lost far more money than Jiang Zhiyun's!"

Zhao Guifen was also angry: "How would I know any of this? I was only focused on taking advantage of the situation to bully Jiang Zhiyun. I completely forgot about your matter."

Jiang Zhiyun continued:

"Elder sister, don't blame me for not saying this, but your stupidity is inherited from your mother. Now that Wang Yan is dead, the county magistrate will naturally handle the matter impartially. We other business people are all the same as you. Why can't you do it?"

"If you want to settle accounts, go find the magistrate." Jiang Zhiyun approached her step by step, then sneered, "Don't you dare?"

"You only dare to bully your own people, and now you want to settle scores with me?"

As Jiang Zhiyun got closer and closer, Jiang Zhiwan looked at that alluring face and instantly raised her hand, wanting to slap her, but before she could strike, she did so.

Jiang Zhiyun grabbed her and slapped her first.

"I told you, stop trying to ambush us."

"What kind of person does what kind of thing."

"You're not good at making money, and if you come to me for advice, I don't know how to generate wealth either."