Hmph~
You little brat, dare to peep again next time?
Just see if your grandma here doesn’t make you regret it.
Shen Nanchu walked out of Wang Jianshe’s house, her mood indescribably light.
Indeed, happiness is best built upon others’ misery.
After this humiliation, Wang Jianshe would probably lay low for a long time.
As expected, the days that followed in Wang Family Village were peaceful and uneventful for Shen Nanchu.
No more disturbances from Wang Jianshe, no more provocations from Jiang Shuyi.
Everything was tranquil.
But Shen Nanchu wasn’t naive enough to believe Jiang Shuyi would stay docile forever.
This was merely the calm before the storm.
After all, Shen Nanchu now occupied the spot in Pei Zhengnian’s life—the position Jiang Shuyi desperately craved but couldn’t have.
It was only a matter of time before she snapped.
Shen Nanchu waited.
And waited.
But instead of Jiang Shuyi, it was Pei Zhengnian who returned.
Early in the morning, the roar of a car engine jolted Shen Nanchu awake.
As soon as she got up, she saw Pei Zhengnian hauling bundles of luggage into the courtyard.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Pei Zhengnian paused briefly before lowering his head and continuing to move the things into the main house.
Shen Nanchu turned back to her room to change.
Here they were—a legally married couple, yet the most intimate of strangers.
Shen Nanchu planned to visit the cowshed today.
The tea-seed shampoo research had been going on for a while now. She wondered how the mentor-student duo was faring.
She suspected they might need her to step in as a catalyst.
After changing and freshening up, she headed out.
Pei Zhengnian finally finished moving most of the luggage, leaving only the gifts he’d brought for Shen Nanchu.
These were items the military wives back at the base adored.
They’d assured him any woman would be overjoyed to receive them.
Initially, Pei Zhengnian had hesitated, but seeing how delighted the wives were, he’d taken their word for it.
By the time he mustered the courage to deliver Shen Nanchu’s presents, she was already gone.
All that mental preparation—wasted.
…
Unaware of what she’d missed, Shen Nanchu munched on a meat bun as she strolled toward the cowshed.
Before she even reached it, an enraged bellow echoed through the air.
"Have you forgotten everything I taught you all these years?"
"Did it all turn to shit and get flushed out?"
"How could you mess up something this simple?"
Liu Huaiyi glared at the failed experiment, fuming.
"S-sorry, Professor."
Zhang Qingfeng scratched his head sheepishly.
This field wasn’t exactly his forte.
"If apologies worked, what would we need the police for?"
Liu Huaiyi rolled his eyes in exasperation.
Zhang Qingfeng didn’t dare utter another word.
"Uncle Zhang, are you there?"
Shen Nanchu’s voice came as a rescue.
"Yes, I’m here."
Liu Huaiyi instantly schooled his expression into one of dignified composure.
Shen Nanchu’s lips twitched at the sight of him sitting ramrod straight in the cowshed—a classic case of "protesting too much."
"Uncle Zhang, how’s the tea-seed shampoo coming along?"
Zhang Qingfeng flushed with shame.
"I’m too slow. Still haven’t found the breakthrough."
Shen Nanchu didn’t comment.
She hadn’t expected him to succeed anyway.
The real goal lay elsewhere.
"It’s alright, Uncle Zhang."
"The tea seeds won't ripen until October, so there's still time."
If even Liu Huaiyi couldn't figure it out by then, Shen Nanchu would have to step up herself.
She had already prepared for the worst-case scenario.
After chatting briefly with Zhang Qingfeng and greeting Liu Huaiyi, Shen Nanchu left.
Once she was gone, Liu Huaiyi felt a pang of irritation.
That little girl—didn’t she have even a single question for this old man?
If that brat Zhang Qingfeng couldn’t solve the problem, did she think he could?
...
After leaving the cowshed, Shen Nanchu decided to watch Wang Mazi herd the cattle.
And honestly, Wang Mazi was quite skilled at it.
The cows in Wang Family Village were exceptionally well cared for under his watch—plump and sturdy, practically begging to be eaten.
The foothills of the village were lush with vegetation, rich and thriving.
How wonderful it would be to raise some cattle here for meat.
Too bad that was just a pipe dream.
Better to rely on the aversion points exchange system!
Wait—
Shen Nanchu crouched down and touched the grass in front of her.
Green stalks topped with fluffy, elongated spikes—catgrass.
Small oval leaves fanned out like feathers, their edges serrated—alfalfa.
As far as the eye could see, these two grasses stretched for miles.
What did this mean?
It meant the soil here was perfect for growing catgrass and alfalfa.
And what was grass?
"Wildfires can’t burn it all, the wind blows and it grows again."
An endless supply!
Not only that, but these two grasses were also a rabbit’s favorite food.
A wild idea suddenly flashed through Shen Nanchu’s mind—raising rabbits.
If they could successfully breed them...
Her eyes instantly sparkled like stars.
(★ω★)
Not only would there be meat to eat, but rabbit fur was also valuable.
With Aunt Lanhua’s craftsmanship and Grandma Pei’s eye for design, Wang Family Village would have no trouble prospering!
Heavens!
Shen Nanchu truly believed she was a genius.
Just like that, she’d secured a future with unlimited rabbit meat.
Now in no hurry to return home, she headed straight for Wang Jianguo’s house.
Good news like this naturally had to be shared with her best partner!
As it happened, Wang Jianguo was home that morning, washing bedsheets with Yu Lanhua.
The couple each gripped an end of the sheet, twisting in opposite directions to wring out the water.
Rivulets dripped from the fabric as they worked.
By the time Shen Nanchu arrived, they had just finished wringing out the bedding.
"Nanchu, have you eaten breakfast yet?"
"I made some leek flatbread—want a couple?"
Yu Lanhua tossed the sheets to Wang Jianguo to hang and ducked into the kitchen, returning with two flatbreads for Shen Nanchu.
Without hesitation, Shen Nanchu dug in.
Yu Lanhua even thoughtfully poured her a glass of water.
Once she finished eating, Wang Jianguo had finished hanging the sheets and clothes.
"Uncle, do you know where I can buy rabbits?"
"What?"
Wang Jianguo nearly dropped the wooden bucket in his hands.
This spendthrift girl—craving meat first thing in the morning?
How did she even know about the rabbits he’d been secretly raising?
No way, those rabbits couldn’t be sacrificed.
"If you want meat, I’ll lend you my bicycle so you can buy some in town."
"These days, raising rabbits isn’t allowed."
"And let me tell you, eating them is even more forbidden."
Still uneasy, he added sternly,
"If you get caught, you’ll be publicly denounced!"
"You absolutely cannot make such a mistake!"
You must never set your sights on my rabbit.
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