Big sister 083, my admiration for you is like a boundless river

  After going through a thousand hardships and difficulties, Su San finally finished eating the eggplant dish that night. At the moment he finished eating, he was almost moved to tears.

  Taking advantage of An Yan's distraction while collecting bowls and chopsticks, he hastily rushed out of the White family home and found a place to start vomiting heavily.

  It was too scary, after he vomited, he leaned against a big tree and gasped slightly, thinking about what the little woman said would happen every day. He wanted to refuse, but thinking that he could eat the little woman's cooking every day, and the little woman quietly sat on the side watching him, such a scene had always been his desire. So, under this longing, he didn't say the words of refusal.

  Because Su San concealed it extremely well, An Yan didn't detect the slightest abnormality. She now thought that Su San really loved eggplant and was delighted to think that she would make it for him every day from now on.

  In the middle of the night, Su San, who was fast asleep, furrowed his brow, as if he had dreamed of something unpleasant.

  It was an endless wilderness, with soldiers everywhere, both friendly and enemy.

  Su San stood among the soldiers wearing a soldier's uniform and didn't stand out at all. This was his first time on the battlefield, doing the most ordinary job of a small soldier.

  At this moment, the two camps confronted each other, and the war was about to break out. Su San looked up at the endless figures, feeling a sense of heaviness in his heart. Now, they were all still alive, but how many would fall half an hour later, or an hour later?

  He had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, but he had never killed anyone before. Today was the first time, and he was going to take his first life. Looking at the sea of dark faces, he felt that his heart was cold and heavy.

  Suddenly, the generals in front began to fight each other, and the small soldiers behind also started a fierce charge.

  Su San followed behind the crowd, his eyes cool as water, without taking the initiative to kill.

  A small soldier in the enemy camp looked at Su San's appearance, thought he was silly and should be easy to deal with, so he jumped over a few people and rushed to Su San's face.

  Su San raised his eyes to look at the person rushing towards him with a knife, his eyes were as cold as water, but the knife did not lift. Only because it was the first time, there was always a lump in his heart.

  That man, seeing Su San's appearance, thought that Su San was indeed a fool and would be easy to deal with. A smile of triumph appeared on his face. He swung his knife at Su San's neck, but just as the blade was about to reach it, he found himself unable to move any closer. Perplexed, he tried to use more force, only to discover that his body seemed to have lost all its strength.

  He seemed to have reacted, looking down at his waist and abdomen, only to see a knife standing upright on it. He widened his eyes in disbelief, having not felt even a hint of killing intent earlier. The person fell backwards in shock, the long knife dropping to the ground, spotless and gleaming with silver light.

  Su San also drew out his long knife, which was stained with bright red blood, and looked extremely seductive.

  At the moment that man fell down, an eggplant dropped out of his clothes. The eggplant had been eaten halfway through and there was still a tooth mark at the end.

  The scene, for some reason, was deeply etched in Su San's mind. He couldn't help but stare at the radish, his eyes fixed on it, feeling that all the differences of killing someone for the first time were imprinted on that blood-stained radish. The fresh blood on the person's waist and abdomen soon dyed the radish red, making it look eerie and strange.

  For the first time, it was different, and Su San remembered that bloody eggplant. From then on, Su San never ate eggplant again, and no one in the Su family knew why.

  Su San suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body covered in cold sweat. He sat up and immediately turned to look at An Yan on the bed, who was sleeping with her back to him. Her pale face, tightly closed eyelids, and long eyelashes that trembled like a butterfly about to fly. The corners of her lips were soft, as if she was smiling. Looking at her peaceful and beautiful appearance, Su San's bloody thoughts from his nightmare slowly dissipated, and the corners of his mouth also softened.

  It seems that the dislike for eggplant is slowly decreasing.

  Su San smiled slightly and then lay down again, continuing to sleep. This time there were no nightmares, and the corners of his mouth remained soft until dawn.

  The next day, An Yan got up early. She opened her eyes and found that Su San was still fast asleep, feeling very surprised.

  Su San was originally asleep, but when An spoke up, he woke up too. He opened his eyes, still somewhat dazed.

  "You're awake, so get up! You still have to plant radishes later."

  Su San heard this and slightly curved the corner of his mouth, lightly responding with a "good".

  An Yan paused in making the bed because of Su San's tone. Su San's tone was usually cold or light, but this time it seemed to carry a gentle warmth that was rarely seen. An Yan thought maybe it was because he had just woken up early and was in a good mood.

  If Zhang Jun were here, he would definitely be shocked. The eldest of their family is a fierce warrior, but one day he was ordered to plant radishes and actually did it with relish, this is simply unbelievable.

  Breakfast was made by Xiūniáng, because Xiūniáng had to take care of the children and couldn't plant radishes or help make chrysanthemum cakes, so she hurriedly helped everyone make breakfast in the morning.

  Because everyone had to work today, breakfast was made more sumptuous and the portions were generous. After a satisfying meal, they set off to work. An Yan led Hua Fei and Liu Shi to pick chrysanthemums on the mountain, while Wang Shi went to find some familiar and reliable people to help out. Bai Shi stayed at home, after all, she had been pampered for many years and suddenly going up the mountain to do such heavy work was not feasible.

  After a while, they arrived at the mountain, where chrysanthemums were still blooming profusely all over the hills.

  Xiao Pangya arrived at the Chrysanthemum Sea and was like a fish in water, immediately playing freely.

  Liu saw him scolding a little monkey on one side while gently smiling at her on the other.

  "This kid, as soon as he comes out, can't be controlled. Don't look at his usual well-behaved appearance, actually very mischievous."

  Although she said so, Liu's eyes were full of doting.

  In the past, Chubby was born weak and sickly, small like a kitten, everyone thought she would not survive. It was Liu Shi and Bai Ping who took great care to raise this child. Now, Chubby looks thinner than other children, but otherwise no different. Nowadays, Chubby can run and jump with the village kids, lively and lovable, making Liu Shi and her husband feel like they have finally seen a bright future.

  An Wen stood by, also gazing at the chubby girl's joyful running figure with eyes full of warmth. This little girl had given her endless hope during that initial period when she first arrived. Chubby girl, An Wen had always treated her like her own child. She hoped she would be well and happy for a lifetime.

  The chubby little friend ran in the flower cluster for a while, and then found butterflies far away. He immediately smiled with joy and chased after the butterfly to play.

  Liu's family looked on, couldn't help but laugh, and loudly called out to Pang Ya: "Pang Ya, don't run too far, you can only play around here, you can't run to places where we can't see you, got it?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Fat boy stood there, turned around and responded loudly.

  At that moment, the sunlight shone on Pang Ya's body, making her whole body seem to be wearing a golden garment, looking lovely and like an elf.

  "Sister-in-law, let's start picking chrysanthemum. There's no fuss about it, just pick the good petals and that's it."

  Liu watched as An Xun picked a few, and then started picking too. It was easy work, but the sheer number of chrysanthemums covering the mountains and fields was overwhelming. Moreover, to make so many things, they needed a lot of chrysanthemums, anyway, since the chrysanthemums were free, they just picked as much as they could.

  "These chrysanthemums are really beautiful, they come in all sorts of colors."

  At a glance, the purple and red flowers are indeed attractive. However, after being picked by them, it's unknown whether they will still be like this. Thinking of these things, she suddenly smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, in two days or so, this place may become bald. At that time, it won't look good, and maybe even butterflies won't come."

  When she heard An Yan's words, Liu looked around blankly and thought that the chrysanthemums here had all been picked clean, and their bare appearance also made her want to laugh.

  Two people chatted while picking, but didn't feel time passing quickly.

  "My aunt and her family have arrived."

  An heard from afar the sound of many footsteps coming this way, and smiled as she stopped what she was doing, walking out towards the source of the sound.

  Liu's family stopped their ears and listened, also heard the movement on that side, so they also stopped their hands and followed An Yan to go in that direction.

  As expected, Wang brought five daughters-in-law over, including Song Shu, Chun Niang, and three others she didn't know.

  Wang led a few people over, saw An Yan and Liu, and smiled to stop in his tracks. He introduced them one by one: "Jin Xiu, some of these people you may not know, so I'll introduce them to you. This is Song Shu, this is Chun Niang, these two you might recognize."

  "Song aunt is a kind-hearted person, Chunniang is a good-natured one."

  An nodded and smiled at Song Shu and Chun Nian, then shifted his gaze to the other three unfamiliar people.

  Only then did I see that three of them had two women's hair buns, and one was dressed as a maiden. The two who were dressed as married women looked like they were neat and tidy, with their clothes well-arranged. Moreover, both of their faces wore bright smiles, looking like they should be easy to talk to.

  It was that girl who looked very shy, with a layer of fog in her eyes, as if she had some melancholy.

  "This is Yunniang, the granddaughter-in-law of the old village head. This is Yuniang, the daughter-in-law of Old Zhang's family at the village entrance. This is Sanyao, the youngest daughter of Li Widow."

  When introducing San Ya, the woman who dressed up as a girl, An Yan clearly saw a flash of pity and tenderness in her aunt's eyes. It seemed that San Ya had an unspoken past that was not to be shared with outsiders.

  That geisha may be unfamiliar, but yesterday I heard my aunt say that she is beautiful and virtuous, and her embroidery is unparalleled. Now that I've seen her, it's indeed true to her reputation.

  "Our Bai family and the wealthy Zhao family in the county cooperate to pick fresh chrysanthemum petals for them. Since our Bai family doesn't have enough labor, we asked a few aunts and sisters to help out. The wages are calculated by day, eighty cents per day. For three meals, everyone has to go back home to eat, and basically all the daytime is spent helping out here. That's roughly it, if there's anything inappropriate, feel free to mention."

  Looking at An Yan's gentle and smiling face, everyone felt as comfortable as a spring breeze. One by one, they shook their heads with smiles, indicating no objection. After all, the price An Yan had set was quite high.

  An Yan looked at everyone and saw that no one had any objections, so he solemnly changed his expression and said seriously: "This matter is related to the Zhao family, and the Zhao family has asked us to keep it confidential. Therefore, I hope everyone will keep their mouths shut. Of course, going out early and returning late every day also needs an explanation. Let's just say that the Bai family needs to plant land, so they picked chrysanthemums to make fertilizer."

  Chrysanthemum nest fertilizer? Everyone who heard it thought it was unbelievable. Such a costly and troublesome method, could anyone believe in it?

  She wasn't worried about this rumor, she thought there would indeed be people who believed it. After all, the things that happened in the White family had always been somewhat unbelievable, and she just hoped that a few days later not too many people would come to pick chrysanthemum flowers and steal fat.

  "En, Jinzhuang you can rest assured, we have saved enough."

  Everything was said and done, everyone rolled up their sleeves and started picking chrysanthemum petals.

  With so many people helping, the progress was clearly accelerated. In just one morning, a large patch of chrysanthemum flowers on the slope had been cleared away.

  Seeing this situation, An Yan hurriedly said to everyone: "Everyone should not concentrate on picking, it's best to pick some in each place evenly, and try to make them as clean as possible."

  Such a beautiful chrysanthemum sea, if it were really bald and bare, would be really ugly.

  Everyone who heard this turned around and took a look, finding that it was indeed somewhat comical, so they laughed and agreed.

  In the afternoon, the five people who were invited went to the mountain to pick chrysanthemum flowers, while An Yan and Liu Shi stayed at home making chrysanthemum cakes.

  By the time it was late in the afternoon, many chrysanthemum cakes had been made. An Yan took a large bamboo basket, separated them with fresh bamboo leaves inside, and then put the chrysanthemum cakes in layer by layer. After finishing these, An Yan instructed everyone and hurried to the county.

  This first batch will be sent to the Zhao residence, let them make arrangements. Although there are still some good days, An Xiang thinks that the Zhao residence should have an ice cellar, so the pastries don't need to worry about going bad.

  Upon arriving at the Zhao residence's entrance, a sharp-eyed gatekeeper immediately recognized An Yan and hastily invited him in with great respect.

  Because of Zhao Man's management, the servants in the Zhao household now all know that An Yan is not someone to be trifled with. As a result, An Yan was treated with great respect by everyone as she entered, and no one dared to give her any more trouble. An Yan was actually grateful to Zhao Man for this, as his strict management had served as a warning to the others, saving her a lot of hassle.

  She had just waited for a moment in the hall when Zhao Li, the young master of the Zhao family, arrived.

  "Rare guest, the Brocade Master Physician has actually visited our Zhao Manor today, it's truly an honor!"

  An Yan thinks Zhao Li is a born businessman, with a sweet mouth and a lively brain, and his thoughts are meticulous.

  "The young master is joking, but the little woman came today for the cooperation matter discussed earlier."

  "Oh, let's just hear what this divine doctor has to say."

  Zhao Li lazily leaned back in his chair, absent-mindedly sipping his tea, his gaze falling on An Yan's delicate face with a hint of intention. He felt that after not seeing her for several days, An Yan was even more beautiful and captivating than the image in his dreams, and it made him even more restless. As Zhao Li secretly observed her, he thought to himself that he needed to come up with a way to lure this little woman into bed as soon as possible.

  Although An Yan couldn't see through his thoughts, he always felt that since he came, the atmosphere of the entire hall had become somewhat oppressive.

  "Master, don't call me Brocade God Doctor anymore. I'm just a humble woman and can't bear the title. Master, please just call me Madame Su instead."

  He nodded solemnly with a straight face, thinking that if this young master saw him in the future and called out "Brocade God of Medicine", it would be somewhat embarrassing.

  "Ah, Mrs. Su..."

  Zhao Li pondered the three words, with a hint of darkness surging in his eyes. He thought to himself, I wonder what kind of farmer that husband of An Yan's is, with the surname Su. According to Zhao Li's thinking, a rustic farmer could not be very good-looking and must be unrefined. However, he did feel that the farmer had gotten an incredible bargain, actually managing to marry An Yan, who was elegant in spirit and beautiful beyond compare.

  If Zhang Jun heard Zhao Li's inner voice, he would definitely sneer coldly. The eldest son of their family is a majestic general and also the young master of the Su family in Nangong. He has power, money, and looks, what can Zhao Li, a poor rural guy, compare to?

  An Yan felt that the three words he spoke made her skin crawl, and she shifted uncomfortably. In her heart, she thought to herself: I'm not afraid of his unreasonable behavior, nor am I afraid of his sinister and cunning nature; what I fear is his shamelessness and his wicked intentions.

  The bamboo basket next to him was opened, and a strong scent of chrysanthemum wafted out, making his fingers move involuntarily.

  Zhao Li was also successfully distracted by the thick fragrance, and his gaze fell on the bamboo basket. On top of the basket was a large bamboo leaf, which obscured the view of what was underneath, but the wafting scent of chrysanthemum flowers was indeed real and lingered around his nostrils.

  "Madam Su, what is this? Isn't it the chrysanthemum dish you once mentioned?"

  Although Zhao Li had some interest in An Yan's cooperation because of the bamboo leaf green, he wouldn't have high hopes. After all, chrysanthemum was something he was familiar with, could that thing really make delicious food?

  With a half-doubting and half-entertained attitude, he suddenly felt that this cooperation might not lose to the improved Bamboo Leaf Green in front of the thick cold fragrance.

  Under Zhao Li's gaze, An Yan calmly lifted the bamboo leaves, and instantly, the pale green, crystal-clear, five-pointed star-shaped delicate pastry appeared before their eyes.

  "What is this?"

  Zhao Li looked at the exquisite pastry, his eyes lit up. Such a good-looking and fragrant pastry was sure to sell well. When the time came, it would be sold in Qing City, Nanjun, and even all over the country, and the profit from this would truly make one's heart skip a beat.

  An Yan looked at Zhao Li's shining eyes and knew he was moved, so she carefully took out a row of chrysanthemum cakes from the bamboo basket and gently removed the large bamboo leaf.

  The big young master, have a try and see how the flavor is?

  "This flavor doesn't need to be tasted, it's already known to be extremely tempting."

  Zhao Li smiled and praised while letting the servant take a pair of chopsticks, pick up a piece of chrysanthemum cake and put it in his mouth.

  It feels soft and fragrant, with a scent that's even better than I imagined.

  He really had a craving for it and after finishing the first piece in three to five bites, Zhao Li San quickly picked up another one.

  "It tastes really good."

  Zhao Li had eaten three pieces before putting down his chopsticks, and he was delightedly clapping his hands with a smile.

  "I believe there should be an ice cellar in the Zhao's residence, so we can rush to make a large quantity of chrysanthemum cakes and start selling them during the Chongyang Festival, the effect should be pretty good."

  Zhao Li listened to these words and slightly narrowed his eyes, saying meaningfully: "Madam Su is not simple."

  He took a deep breath and calmly said, "This chrysanthemum cake will be mass-produced, and so will the chrysanthemum tea. Since the craftsmanship of chrysanthemum tea is relatively simple, it can be brewed on the Double Ninth Festival day. As for the chrysanthemum wine brewing, this is more complicated and cannot be made in large quantities, only limited sales are possible. I also plan to make a batch of chrysanthemum pillows, which can be used as gifts later."

  "What is a gift?"

  As for this concept, Zhao Li had a vague understanding of it, but it was somewhat fuzzy.

  "It's possible to set a rule, where if you spend over 100 taels of silver or something, you get a free chrysanthemum pillow. This way, it will greatly boost their enthusiasm and initiative to buy things."

  Since we've already collaborated, these small tricks and gentle words are no longer hidden. The money earned also includes a share for the Bai family.

  Zhao Li's eyes widened slightly, and his face flushed with excitement. The method An Yan had just mentioned could not only be applied to the upcoming chrysanthemum cake, but also to many wine houses and various shops under the Zhao family name.

  Zhao Li looked at An Yan seriously, looking at this elegant and quiet little woman, only to feel that she was truly a pearl of wisdom, shocking beyond measure.

  "Mrs. Su, this idea is truly unprecedented and refreshing. I'm sure that when the time comes, the chrysanthemum cake will definitely sell extremely well."

  At this moment, Zhao Li's gaze at An Yan changed again. At first, he thought An Yan was just a woman who knew a little about medicine and had some small cleverness. However, after tasting the chrysanthemum cake and hearing about the gift plan, Zhao Li's entire gaze at An Yan became different. In his eyes, An Yan was no longer just a woman with temptation for him, but also a treasure. He believed that with An Yan, they, the Zhao family, would not only be the first rich merchant in Xin Zhu County, but also possibly the first rich merchant in Qing City.

  An Yan felt a bit uncomfortable in her heart because Zhao Li had some impolite glances. However, it was not good to quarrel with him at this moment either. She still needed Zhao Li's help to make money and avenge herself. But An Yan also became vigilant, knowing that she could no longer suggest anything, otherwise, it might have made Zhao Li harbor some bad thoughts.

  "I'm just a simple woman who has read some miscellaneous books before, and that's how I came up with this idea. As a mere housewife, I couldn't have thought of such a good solution."

  When he heard this, Zhao Li's eyes flashed, and the heat in them decreased a bit.

  "We'll have the people in the mansion clean out the ice house later, and then Madam Su can send someone to deliver chrysanthemum cakes every day."

  An said thoughtfully, "Starting from tomorrow, our Bai family will send over unsteamed chrysanthemum cakes."

  "Huh?"

  Zhao Li was puzzled, such a delicious chrysanthemum cake, of course, would be better to sell when it's ripe. At that time, the fragrance will waft far and wide, and there's no need to worry about not having customers coming to buy. However, if it's not ripe, naturally, there won't be any fragrance wafting out. In that case, when selling, there might be some setbacks.

  "My intention is to have Zhao's wine tower take the final step, so that it will be fragrant and steaming hot, wouldn't that be even more beautiful?"

  "Not bad, just like this."

  Zhao Li listened and thought it made a lot of sense. Then, the two of them discussed and finalized the specific terms, and Zhao Li also gave some earnest money first. After everything was settled, An Yan bid farewell and left the mansion.

  Zhao Li insisted on seeing him off, and An Yan couldn't refuse politely, so he let Zhao Li escort him to the door.

  Zhao Li stood at the gate of the Zhao Manor, watching An Yan's receding back, his eyes narrowing slightly with interest and desire. This little woman had an extraordinary temperament and was also clever and resourceful. Marrying her to a rustic farmer would be a waste. Once their cooperation stabilized, he planned to propose taking her as his concubine. At that time, she would surely be overjoyed, for although it meant being a concubine, he would eventually become the master of the Zhao Manor, and her wealth and status would know no bounds. As for making her his wife, Zhao Li had never considered it. Not only was An Yan already married, but even if she were still an unmarried young woman, it wouldn't be possible. After all, her social status was a barrier - politely put, she was a farmer's daughter; less kindly, she was an abandoned child. Unless... unless she were the eldest miss of the Tang Manor, in which case he would be more than happy to marry her as his wife.

  She walked out a distance, and that fluffy feeling only alleviated a little. She was somewhat puzzled, her appearance could only be considered ordinary, and she was already a married woman. Zhao Li, as the young master of the Zhao family and future head of the Zhao family, had seen all sorts of beauties, so why did he seem to be very interested in her? Although he never said it out loud, that gaze full of ** and pressure made her extremely uncomfortable. In her heart, she thought, it's best if Zhao Li just kept his thoughts to himself. If he dared to make any improper moves, she would definitely not hesitate to plot against him and sell him into the Chu brothel.

  First went to the grocery store to buy some seasonings that were needed, then reported the address of the Bai family and asked them to deliver the goods at the right time.

  After everything that needed to be added was added, An Yan prepared to head home.

  At this moment, however, she found a strong gaze falling on herself.

  She followed the feeling and saw a man wearing yellow clothes on the second floor of a small wine building, who was staring at her with fiery eyes.

  She was puzzled, who is this person, does he know her?

  Zhang Jun was originally bored drinking in the tavern, listlessly looking around everywhere, who knew that with just one glance, he actually saw his sister-in-law. Suddenly, all boredom was thrown far away, and his eyes shone brightly like several thousand-watt light bulbs.

  An Yan looked at him for a moment, really didn't recognize him, and turned around ready to leave.

  Who knows, the guy upstairs saw someone leaving and suddenly shouted excitedly, "Sister-in-law, wait for me."

  That sound, that penetrating power, in an instant everyone on the entire street heard it.

  Then, the pedestrians who were walking stopped in their tracks, the vendors who were shouting stopped shouting, and the children who were playing stopped playing. At this time, everyone uniformly looked up towards the wine building with their heads raised.

  Just then, a young man from a wealthy family, dressed in yellow, with a handsome face, had one foot already across the windowsill, looking anxiously at something.

  An Yan felt that at this moment, the only feeling was unbearable to look directly.

  Who is that man who looks like he's about to jump off a building?

  She slightly tilted her head, looking at him with an expression as if he was about to jump down, and didn't know what to say...

  Zhang Jun didn't feel that his behavior was inappropriate at all, maintaining that posture, staring tightly at An Yan, afraid that she would run away.

  An then, after being shocked, decided to ignore this person who looked a bit abnormal. She stepped forward, wanting to leave quickly.

  "Sister-in-law, wait for me..."

  She had only taken two steps when the earth-shattering sound came again. Then there were cries of surprise from the people around her, and she turned back in disbelief to see Zhang Jue's floating figure falling down.

  Bang!

  Zhang Jun seemed to have fallen straight down because the arc was too big, or perhaps he hadn't chosen a good landing spot, and ended up dropping right in front of a stall selling masks.

  "Ow, ow, ow, it hurts so much! I'm really out of luck. It's been too long since I last practiced and my skills are all rusty now. This mistake is just infuriating!"

  Zhang Jun muttered to himself as he quickly got up and was about to chase after An Yan.

  But he found that his feet had moved, but his body was still motionless, still in the same place. It wasn't until then that he realized with a start that his arm was being held by someone else. He followed the arm holding him and looked up to see the mask vendor's dark, twisted face. He quietly sized up the vendor, whose broad build seemed like that of a butcher, with a ferocious appearance. Zhang Jun secretly swallowed hard and spoke cautiously: "Big brother, is there something you want?"

  "You've ruined my stall, you have to compensate me, otherwise don't think about leaving."

  "Pay back the money! Alright, you let me down first, I'll give it to you right away."

  Zhang Jun looked at the stall he had smashed and suddenly felt that he was in the wrong, so he hurriedly spoke with good words.

  The boss of the stall saw that Zhang Jun's attitude was not bad, so he put down Zhang Jun and waited for him to pay.

  Zhang Jun reached into his bosom and rummaged around, then rummaged some more, before pulling out his hand, only to find it empty.

  The boss of the mask stall saw Zhang Jun's appearance and suddenly became furious, shouting: "You little brat, are you teasing me?"

  "No, I forgot to bring money..."

  Zhang Jun felt helpless, today was too boring, he slept from morning to night and was a bit dazed. Then he came out for a walk, who knew he would encounter such a thing. The restaurant where he had eaten earlier hadn't been paid yet, thinking of the restaurant, he hastily looked in the direction of the restaurant, just in time to see the restaurant owner and an employee running towards him.

  At once, Zhang Jun cried out in dismay.

  His eyes rolled around and suddenly thought of An Yan, immediately looking in the direction of An Yan, seeing An Yan still standing there.

  It's really embarrassing to leave like this, but the experience just now was quite frightening.

  "Sister-in-law, save me."

  Zhang Jun saw An Yan and immediately began shouting for help.

  Upon hearing this earth-shattering cry for help, An Yan instantly regretted it. If only she had covered her ears and pretended not to have heard it earlier, she could have left by now. But now, even if she wanted to leave, it wouldn't be easy as there were already many people surrounding them, all staring at her.

  An Yan stood there and loudly retorted, "You misunderstood, I am not your elder sister-in-law."

  As soon as he heard this, Zhang Jun hadn't even responded yet, but the stall owner and the wine shop manager had already taken the initiative to attack.

  "Looking at what you're wearing, I'm sure you won't mind paying me this small amount of silver. Just pay up quickly."

  "Other people's young ladies look at you with such a strange gaze, obviously not recognizing you. Besides, your clothes are also very different, how could it be an uncle and aunt relationship?"

  Zhang Jun took advantage of the opportunity and ran fiercely towards An Yan's direction. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of An Yan.

  "Sister-in-law, I'm Zhang Jun."

  "I don't know."

  She shook her head helplessly and said, "It doesn't matter whether you're Zhang Jun or Li Jun, she doesn't know either of them."

  Zhang Jun thought for a moment, then slapped his own head and scolded himself for being stupid. How could Big Sister know who he was when she had never seen him before? So he quickly composed himself to look more friendly, then said: "Big Sister, my eldest brother is Su San."

  My eldest brother is Su San...

  Su San...

  She opened her eyes wide and finally began to carefully examine Zhang Jun in front of her. Could a man like Su San have a younger brother like Zhang Jun?

  At the time of An Yan's astonishment, Zhang Jun continued to speak, "Elder sister, you don't recognize me, but I have known you for a long time. You don't know, elder sister, my admiration for you is like the endless Yangtze River. Someone as unromantic and aloof as our eldest brother can only be tamed by someone as gentle and kind-hearted as you. Elder sister, you are my idol..."

  Behind that was a long string of praise, listening to An Yan made her dizzy.

  This world is really absurd, Su San actually has a brother who can talk so eloquently, he can turn white into black. In his mind, Su San's stiff face flashed by, that person couldn't say a few words in half a day. But the person in front of him, in just an instant, still spoke a long passage of words, it's really overwhelming.

  Zhang Jun saw An Yan's somewhat disbelieving expression, thought for a moment, and continued: "Sister-in-law, I still have evidence. Do you still remember the love letter that Eldest Brother wrote to you a while back?"

  "Love letter?"

  An Yan's forehead was actually a question mark, someone like Su San would only write her a declaration of war, where would he write a love letter?

  "Ever since I picked you up and you became the little wife that I couldn't refuse, my days have been like living in a sea of flames. I've lived a life that I never thought I'd live. I..."

  "Halt!"

  An Yan believed it this time and hastily shouted for a stop, unable to let the person in front of him read out the special contents of that letter in such a public setting.

  She felt her mind was overturned. Is this a love letter? Is this the love letter Su San wrote to herself? She really wanted to burst out, what the hell is this kind of love letter?

  It seems that the person in front of me really has some connection with Su San.

  She let out a helpless sigh and then honestly went to help him pay the compensation.

  After paying the money, An Yan quickly pulled Zhang Jun to walk quickly until they left the city gate and were far away from the crowd. Only then did An Yan stop and stand face to face with Zhang Jun.

  "Is your name Zhang Jun?"

  "Right, sister-in-law."

  Zhang Jun immediately smiled and shouted "Sister-in-law" in a flattering manner.

  When I heard that voice of Big Sister, An Wen felt inexplicably severe brain pain.

  "Stop yelling, I'll take you back to see your brother now."

  Seeing the big brother, Zhang Jun suddenly felt a chill on his back, a very dangerous feeling. His feet at this moment were as if they were stuck to the ground, and he couldn't move them no matter what.

  She looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked: "What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see your brother?"

  "I'm delighted, I'm especially delighted."

  Zhang Jun smiled and said happily, but his heart was trembling violently. If he really saw the boss, the boss would probably beat him three hundred times before speaking.

  He thought for a moment, covering his stomach with his hand, just about to say that his stomach hurt, but suddenly remembered that his sister-in-law seemed to be a divine doctor. So the original excuse for leaving suddenly became unconvincing.

  An Yan looked at Zhang Jun and thought he was quite interesting. At this moment, she really wanted to take him back to see Su San's reaction. But thinking about it, after all, she wasn't clear about his background, and looking at his luxurious clothes, the rich young master style, taking him back to the White family would also be out of place.

  After a moment's thought, she turned her eyes and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, is there something?"

  Upon hearing this, Zhang Jun's heart was moved and he hastily nodded repeatedly, saying: "Yes, big sister, I suddenly remembered that I still have some unfinished business. As for meeting the old man, let's just wait till another day."

  After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for An Yan's reaction and left in a hurry.

  An Yan watched him leave, her eyes gently turning, but she couldn't think of anything.

  She turned around and walked back, after returning to the White family's house, she found that Su San and others had already returned. She thought for a moment, then shouted at Su San who was leaning against the wall: "Su San, come with me."

  After shouting, he saw Su San getting up and went back to his room.

  She sat down by the table, waiting for Su San to come in.

  Su San felt a bit strange, as it was rare for this little woman to take the initiative to find him. With a hint of puzzlement, he sat down across from An Yan.

  "Is your younger brother named Zhang Jun?"

  Suddenly hearing Zhang Jun's name, Su San was surprised. Looking at the little woman opposite him with an inquiring expression, he thought for a moment and replied seriously: "I have known him for many years, he is my sworn brother."

  Younger brother, she said so, if it were real brothers, it would be a big difference.

  "What's wrong, how did you know him?"

  Su San was puzzled, how did these two people have a connection?

  An nodded after listening, then smiled faintly at Su San and recounted Zhang Jun's actions in vivid detail.

  "This damned brat!"

  Who knows after Su San listened to An Yan's words, she said this one sentence.