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“What business is it of yours?” Sheng Wanqiu didn’t even look up, already knowing who was speaking.

She had observed when she got into the carriage that Bai Yuhao’s mother and sister were also aboard.

It seemed they were once again trying to take advantage of her. She couldn’t understand what the original owner of this body was thinking—what was there to like about a frail pretty boy? If one were to have a preference, it would be for a man who could fight on the battlefield and debate scholars, who looked slim in clothes and muscular without them!

Tsk tsk tsk, the original owner was truly starved for affection!

“Wanqiu, why are you like this? I only asked a question. Do you have to speak that way?” Bai Xiaolian said, looking injured and pitiful.

“The mouth is on me, so I can say whatever I want. Aren’t you meddling too much?” Sheng Wanqiu rolled her eyes at her.

“You!” Bai Xiaolian wanted to retort but was cut off by Bai Jiangshi tugging at her sleeve. She immediately shut up, merely glaring fiercely at Wanqiu.

“Wanqiu, I don’t know what you said to my Yuhao, but when he came home last night, he was so mad he didn’t even eat dinner. I asked him, but he wouldn’t say a word.”

“If my Yuhao did anything wrong, I’ll apologize to you on his behalf!” Bai Jiangshi said softly.

“Hahaha!” Sheng Wanqiu burst into a series of hearty laughs, causing the others on the ox cart to look at her in surprise.

“This is too funny! A beggar showing up at the door, and when he doesn’t get a meal, he gets so mad he can’t eat?”

“This is the funniest joke I’ve ever heard in my life—I’m literally dying of laughter!” Sheng Wanqiu clutched her stomach and doubled over with laughter.

Nanny Sheng pursed her lips. Well, it was clear her granddaughter had completely lost her mind!

She had been trying so hard to curry favor with the Bai Jiangshi mother and daughter before—what was going on today?

“Sheng Wanqiu, how dare you insult my brother!” Bai Xiaolian exclaimed.

“Hahaha, I never said your brother was a beggar—that was your own words! And there are people who take it personally? Hahaha! Don’t forget, stupidity can be inherited too!”

As soon as Sheng Wanqiu finished speaking, several village women around them, not knowing who, burst out laughing.

“Hmph! I can’t argue with you, but don’t expect my brother to talk to you ever again!”

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“Thanks! Not only do I thank you, but I thank your ancestors eight generations back! This is a godsend. Without that disgusting thing hanging around me all the time, I can even eat two more bowls of rice!”

Sheng Wanqiu’s main tactic was to infuriate to death, and her words enraged Bai Xiaolian and Bai Jiangshi terribly.

The women around them exchanged glances. Sheng Wanqiu’s tongue was so sharp—if anyone married her, it would surely bring chaos to the household.

From now on, they’d keep their boys far away from her. If she latched on, they’d probably lose skin.

Fortunately, Sheng Wanqiu couldn’t hear their thoughts, or she’d certainly have exploded with curses.

Look at your sons—they all look like giant potatoes come to life. One more glance and I’d be too disgusted to eat!

Declined!

The ox cart swayed as it arrived at the town entrance. Sheng Wanqiu saw three large characters inscribed on the stone wall: Sishui Town.

“Get off here. If you ride the cart past the town gates, I’ll be waiting here for everyone. Don’t miss the time!” the ox driver shouted.

It turned out there was a fee to enter the town—one wen per person. The ox cart wasn’t allowed inside, so everyone had to disembark at the town entrance. Charging to enter the town—tsk tsk, they really knew how to make money!

At the gate, after paying, the collector stamped a red seal onto the back of one’s hand. Good grief! She was not a pig—why the stamp?

To leave town without that seal would mean paying again.

Of course, some special families didn’t have to pay; they just showed a token. Damn feudal slave system!

Sheng Wanqiu had already planned what to do last night—making soap, candles, selling snacks, selling recipe books—all typical for someone who travels through time.

But she was lazy and didn’t want to move much. What to do?

She decided to grow medicinal herbs, hee hee!

So today’s goal was to check out the herbal medicine shop to see if there were any valuable seeds.

“Granny, where are we going now? To see my aunt first?”

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Sheng Wanqiu carried a ceramic jar. She felt it was too troublesome to hold, but she had to deliver this jar of rabbit meat to her aunt first.

“Yes, just follow me obediently. We’re going to your aunt’s house first.”

“Remember to keep your temper in check. If that old lady picks a fight, don’t engage, understand?” Granny Sheng warned.

With the original owner’s memories, Sheng Wanqiu knew her aunt’s mother-in-law was difficult to get along with. She always thought her son was a scholar and marrying a village girl was disgraceful. She liked to make snide remarks, believing her son was superior.

In her eyes, loyalty often belongs to the common folk, while scholars are often ungrateful. Many who study become foolish, unable to distinguish crops or work with their hands. They’re good for nothing and waste everything they eat!

Her aunt’s personality was too meek; Sheng Wanqiu wondered why Granny and her eldest aunt were so fiery, yet her aunt was the opposite.

“Granny, don’t worry. I promise to keep my mouth shut tight.”

Sheng Wanqiu said this, but inwardly she thought otherwise. She promised to keep her mouth shut but made no promises about keeping her hands to herself.

She hoped her aunt’s mother-in-law wouldn’t be too nasty today, or she’d have to slap her a few times.

The two of them walked one after the other, and Sheng Wanqiu took the opportunity to admire the ancient street scenery.

This Great Yue Kingdom never appeared in history; even if she had dozed off in history class, she wouldn’t have missed an entire dynasty.

Oh well, since she was here, she might as well settle in. Even if she had returned, she’d be a rotting body. Now she was alive, could eat and drink, run and jump. Plus, the air here was far better than the post-apocalyptic world, and she’d even turned back the clock to be younger. Not bad at all.

Sishui Town was lively. Both sides of the street were filled with stalls, the cries of vendors blending together, filling the air with a sense of life.

People hurried by, all kinds of faces. Sheng Wanqiu even saw sheep being driven through the street. Several horse-drawn carriages passed by her, making her envious and a bit sad. When would she get to ride in one, so her poor backside wouldn’t suffer?

“No money and you dare come to the brothel? Get out of here, now!”