Yin Yu’s tone was very light, and there was a faint smile on her face too—not contempt, but another kind of expression that made people uncomfortable.

Wang Yong, who was shoveling rice into his mouth, just felt that this look was familiar somehow, like he’d seen it somewhere before, only this one was clearly a higher-level version.

Chen Siyu didn’t think that far; in her eyes, Yin Yu was very scheming.

Chen Siyu was proud of what they’d achieved through hard work: "Eight hundred yuan in half a day, of course that’s a lot!"

On the surface, Yin Yu looked very pure. She said happily, "Wow, that’s amazing, you guys really work so hard. How about this? I’ll give you a round of applause."

As she spoke, Yin Yu actually clapped for them in front of everyone, for their efforts today.

She was still smiling, and her eyes were clear as water, leaving people no fault to pick.

Yet Wang Yong felt this scene was strangely bizarre.

Zhuang Jianhui had been annoyed with Yin Yu for a long time; he spoke up directly now: "Eight hundred in half a day isn’t a lot? Your dad could swing a sickle till it smokes and still not make that much."

As soon as he said that, Gong Jin looked surprised, thinking, "Jianhui, you’ve been in Yuzhou just over a year and your trash-talking skills have really leveled up!"

Yin Yu only smiled. "Sorry, but my dad makes way more than that."

Chen Siyu: "Fine, then your dad swings it fast."

Tongtong: "Dual-wielding, even!"

Gong Jin burst out laughing, then hurriedly coughed to cover it up.

Hearing that, Yin Yu’s smile faltered, and her expression gradually went flat.

Zhuang Jianhui didn’t intend to let her off: "Yo, why’d you stop smiling?"

He was in a great mood; when they’d been fishing that morning, Yin Yu had kept sniping at him and he’d been stewing on it for a long time.

And just as Yin Yu was about to respond—

Jiang Ning’s Divine Sense, which had been extended outward, withdrew from her body, and he suddenly spoke: "Let’s go, don’t bother arguing with this pitiful person."

With that, Jiang Ning turned and left.

In that instant, the few people who were watching Yin Yu suddenly realized that the purity and innocence on her face had vanished, replaced by a hint of panic.

"Stop right there, who are you calling pitiful!" Yin Yu shouted, striding forward.

Jiang Ning didn’t stop walking; he only raised his hand and held up one finger.

Far away, Xiao Ben, who had been pretending to nap, instantly hot-started, pumping its legs and tearing over at almost 70 miles an hour, and in the blink of an eye it shot up to the rural tourism courtyard.

The half-human-tall Black Back Wolf Dog bared its teeth, drool dripping from its mouth, a wild beast’s aura hitting them head-on.

Yin Yu retreated a few steps and dared not come any closer.

Tongtong and the twins caught up with Jiang Ning, gradually walking off into the distance.

"Holy shit!" Gong Jin got a fright. This dog was scary as hell, and ran ridiculously fast!

Watching this unfold, Wang Yong was cursing in his heart: "Son of a bitch, you really are a damn good lackey-dog!"

He hurried to reassure them: "Brother Jin, Wenyi, this dog doesn’t bite, you two relax!"

Seeing how scared they were, Xiao Ben cocked its head, gave a snort, then dragged its body back home.

Zhuang Jianhui could hardly believe it: "I didn’t see wrong, did I? I just saw disdain on a dog’s face?"

Xu Wenyi: "A dog’s IQ is equivalent to a 7-year-old human."

Wang Yong agreed: "Yeah, and that little fatty from before, how old was he? He was just as disdainful toward us!"

Zhuang Jianhui was persuaded for one second.

He immediately argued back: "How is that the same?"

Xu Wenyi: "But a dog’s IQ really is equal to a 7-year-old human?"

Zhuang Jianhui: "Seven-year-olds can already do math problems, so why can’t dogs?"

Xu Wenyi: "Because dogs can’t hold a pen."

"This is ridiculous!" Zhuang Jianhui could not comprehend this foolish woman.

But for the moment, he just couldn’t find the words to ruthlessly refute Xu Wenyi’s theory.

Right then, Zhuang Jianhui actually found himself missing Lin Xiaopang a bit. If he were here, he’d definitely spin out a whole bunch of arguments that would leave Xu Wenyi speechless!

Meanwhile—

Jiang Ning had already walked up to Mr. Qian’s front door, and Chen Siyu asked curiously, "Jiang Ning, why did you say she’s pitiful? She’s obviously a very insidious, vicious woman!"

Chen Siqing also turned an attentive gaze on him.

Jiang Ning definitely couldn’t say he’d scanned her body with his Divine Sense and found that Yin Yu had some physiological defect, right?

If he did, Chen Siyu would definitely say, "Jiang Ning, so you’re just as twisted as I am!"

Jiang Ning: "Instinct."

The twins’ expressions turned solemn when they heard that, and they felt a lot of respect for him.

Because back then, Chen Siyu had relied on instinct to realize Bai Yuxia wasn’t completely the pure little girl she appeared to be, which had kicked off the demon’s seduction.

Chen Siqing analyzed rationally, "But no matter how pitiful, she can’t take pleasure in looking down on other people."

Chen Siyu was stunned. "Sis, you know that much?"

Xue Yuantong didn’t care about any of this at all. She tugged on Jiang Ning’s arm and said, "Come on, let’s go home and eat something yummy. That grouper belly I bought is gonna be amazing!"

Mr. Qian was drinking doufunao at the door. Seeing them, he asked, "So how much did you lose today?"

Xue Yuantong: "Eight hundred!"

Mr. Qian laughed and put on his teacher’s airs, starting to lecture: "Money out there isn’t easy to make. Before, Boss Yang spoiled you lot. Now you’ve gone out into society on your own and hit a wall, got your heads bloodied, you ought to know by now..."

Xue Yuantong cut him off: "Blah blah blah, what are you even on about? I said we earned eight hundred!"

Mr. Qian’s words cut off abruptly. "No way! In such a short time, you could make eight hundred?"

Xue Yuantong flashed the bills. "Strength speaks for itself!" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Then she went straight home. Eating was more important; she couldn’t be bothered to explain.

Mr. Qian muttered under his breath, "Eight hundred, eight hundred..."

Uncle Tang stepped out the door. "Old Qian, what are you mumbling about?"

"I’m saying that Jiang Ning next door set up a stall and made eight hundred yuan in just half a day!" Mr. Qian said enviously.

Uncle Tang was surprised too, but he knew Jiang Ning wasn’t ordinary, so he could accept it. He just sighed:

"Hey, money isn’t even money anymore these days. Thinking back, things were better in the old days—a pound of meat was only a few cents. Just look at how prices have shot up now!"