Chapter 2 : Green Tea Girl neighbor

The scholar was Shen Nanzhi's adopted husband, Jiang Chen, a very literary name. However, in Shen Nanzhi's eyes, he was nothing but an embroidered pillow and a bag of straw. The only thing he had was his face, with delicate features, and he looked neat and elegant in a long gown, which added to his appearance. If he had worn the same grey cloth shorts and trousers as the other villagers, he would have been lost in the crowd.

The house was very dilapidated, just a thatched house with only three main rooms, three rooms on the left wing, and the right wing was the kitchen and storage room. There was a yard in the backyard where the family raised pigs. The original owner had taken them back, but since he couldn't kill them for the time being, he kept them at home. The house was very dirty, and there was even pig manure. Shen Nanzhi's brows twitched when she saw it, and she didn't know where to step.

But Jiang Chen and his children were all dressed cleanly, without any patches on their clothes, and had rosy complexions. Their family sold pork, so they made no loss on the profits. Jiang Chen saw her standing there in a daze, frowned, and said, "What are you doing standing there? You didn't even bother to greet your husband when he came back. Have you thrown away the etiquette I taught you?" Jiang Chen felt like vomiting if he looked at this obese and dark wife for one more moment. He couldn't stand such a life for even one more day.

"Oh," Shen Nanzhi finally came back to her senses and walked down the stairs. With a thud, the ground began to tremble. Shen Nanzhi: "..." How fat was she? She raised her hands and saw a pair of fat black paws covered with calluses. She felt as if she saw the paws of a black bear, except that they were almost hairy. What would her face look like? Shen Nanzhi didn't dare to look.

Jiang Chen became even angrier, "Why are you daydreaming? Didn't you hear me?" Shen Nanzhi took a deep breath and said, "I heard wild dogs barking. There's no need to be so loud." "You..." Jiang Chen's eyes widened. She actually spoke to him like this?

"My husband is back, come in quickly, how much money did you bring back for me to support the family?" Shen Nanzhi raised her eyes and glared in a way that she thought was very imposing, but unfortunately, in Jiang Chen's view, there was no change in those squinting eyes. "You want money from me?" "What else? A man who marries a woman gets clothes and food, and you want me to welcome you, the head of the family, my husband. You don't give me money to support the family, but you rely on your face?" He really relied on his looks. The original owner loved his face.

Jiang Chen held his breath and had nothing to say. In the past, Shen Nanzhi always gave him silver and never asked for money. "I, I still have to study for the imperial examination, so I don't have time to make money for now." "Oh, then don't act like a big shot. You don't have any money, and you still want people to serve you. Just go to bed. You can dream about anything." Shen Nanzhi withdrew her hand, ignored his dull face, turned around, and stared at the three children, pinching their waists. Well, she missed; they were too fat; she couldn't pinch them.

Shen Nanzhi: "..." What kind of bastard was this time-traveling through time? Just send a lightning bolt to kill her. "Jiang Xun, Jiang Ke, you two go sweep the yard, Jiang Yu, you go wash the pot and boil water, I want to take a shower." The three children were stunned. Their mother actually asked them to work? Since they came to their house, they had been just asking for food and clothes and had never done housework.

Jiang Chen finally found a reason to scold her, "Mrs. Shen, you are too much. You actually let the children work. They are so young. You are so cruel." Shen Nanzhi wanted to roll her eyes. She was familiar with the original owner's memories and had some understanding of this era. Five-year-old children could collect grass for pigs, stand on stools to cook, and do housework. Jiang Xun was already eight years old. Couldn't he work?