Chapter 155: Jiang Chengyan, You Useless Coward

When Bai Yan heard Jiang Chengyang’s words, a specific scene popped into her little head: on the lush green grass, a little white rabbit lifted its head, looking in utter astonishment at a big wolf dog standing before it.

The big wolf dog opened its bloody mouth wide toward the rabbit, revealing a full set of... shiny gold teeth.

"Can they be made of gold?" Bai Yan snapped back to her senses, blinking with a dazed expression as she asked Jiang Chengyang.

"Hmm?" When Jiang Chengyang responded, his tone sounded far from pleasant.

"Husband, I like gold teeth," Bai Yan mumbled softly, burying herself deeper into Jiang Chengyang's embrace.

Jiang Chengyang couldn't be bothered to entertain her any further.

She had looked so heartbroken just a moment ago, yet in the blink of an eye, she was already asking for gold.

Such a little ungrateful wolf; naming her Bai Yan really hadn't been in vain.

"Husband, why did you ruin my patch of land?" After playing by herself for a little while, Bai Yan asked Jiang Chengyang out of pure curiosity. She clutched a fistful of his robe, resting her head on his arm.

"The current emperor is obsessed with the Dao of longevity. Even though you claim to have no special arts, the vegetables you grow are simply too eye-catching. Why do you think Jiang Yuan was taken away? It was because Jiang You went around bragging that Jiang Yuan was a lucky star, claiming not only did she bring him a piece of gold, but she also cured his venereal disease."

"Even news spreading from a village this small draws attention, so it's always best to be cautious in all things." Before Jiang Chengyang could finish speaking, he heard the soft, steady breathing of the little girl falling fast asleep against his arm...

He turned over, pulled her closer into his embrace, and drifted off to sleep with her cradled in his arms.

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Jiang's father had to go out in search of timber and set off at the crack of dawn. There was no telling how many days it would take for him to return.

Madam Zhao felt somewhat dejected. She watched Jiang Father depart, then prepared to close the door and go back for a morning nap, especially since there was still no sign of the little girl waking up over on the other side.

However, just as Madam Zhao was about to latch the door, she caught sight of a young man in black standing not far away across the lane, his gaze seemingly fixed in the direction of their courtyard.

Madam Zhao was extremely vigilant. She swept him a glance out of the corner of her eye, then calmly and naturally pulled the courtyard gate shut.

She recognized that youth; he was the son of the wealthy landowner Shen, the very same person who used to bully Chengyang.

What was he staring at their house for now?

With Chengyang not even home, could he be targeting the little girl?

At this thought, Madam Zhao lost all ability to sleep. She turned on her heel and marched over to pound on the doors of Jiang Chengyang and Bai Yan's room.

"Jiang Chengyang, open the door! Useless as you are, the landowner Shen's son has actually come looking for trouble at our doorstep!" Madam Zhao was on the verge of being driven mad by Jiang Chengyang.

Jiang Chengyang was sleeping soundly while holding the rabbit. Hearing Madam Zhao's pounding, he used one hand to cover the rabbit's ears while lazily replying in a flat tone, "It will be resolved soon enough. Just wait."

With that, he laid back down.

Only Madam Zhao felt a deep sense of anxiety in her heart.

And her anxiety did not last long; shortly after, their front door was knocked upon again.

Madam Zhao started in surprise. Instead of opening the door, she deliberately deepened her voice and shouted roughly, "Who is it?! Can't a person get some sleep?"

The knocking paused for a moment, but immediately resumed, this time gently. As the knocks fell silent, a woman's gentle voice rang out, "Pardon me, is this Sister Zhao? I have a matter I'd like to discuss with you."

"Who is your Sister Zhao?" Madam Zhao gave a light scoff.

Jiang Chengyang stepped out at that exact moment. He looked at Madam Zhao without making a sound, merely moving his lips.

Even so, Madam Zhao clearly read her son's lip-reading: "It's the wealthy landowner Shen's wife..."

Meanwhile, at the intersection opposite the small back courtyard, Shen Dongliang was utterly stunned when he saw his own mother standing before the door of that dilapidated little shack...

Why on earth would his mother appear here? And why was she carrying things in her hands?!