Song Jingchen originally thought that he would see Shen Yijia throw away her book with a flushed face, but the more he looked at her, the brighter her eyes became.
Could it be that he was mistaken and it wasn’t the same kind of book?
“I understand.” Shen Yijia threw herself into Song Jingchen’s arms excitedly and said incoherently, “I’m saved. This is great.”
Song Jingchen thought that he was smarter than others, but he still couldn’t understand what Shen Yijia was saying. He took the book from her hand and looked at it.
He got even more confused.
Shen Yijia was amused by Song Jingchen’s appearance. She hugged his arm and shook it in a good mood. She deliberately asked, “Can you understand it?”
Only then did Song Jingchen realize how ambiguous they looked, and he wasn’t in the mood to think about what the book meant. He awkwardly pulled his hand out of Shen Yijia’s grip and stuffed the book back into her hands. He pretended to be calm and said, “I don’t understand it.”
“It’s good that you don’t understand.” Shen Yijia didn’t mind and lay down quietly.
She hugged the book tightly to her chest.
Song Jingchen thought that Shen Yijia would explain, but in the end, she simply rolled into his arms.
Song Jingchen looked down and shook his head helplessly.
He gently pulled the book out of Shen Yijia’s arms and opened it again. There were only a few thin pages inside, and they were written in words he had never seen before.
Judging from Shen Yijia’s reaction, it seemed like she knew these words. However, Song Jingchen didn’t intend to get to the bottom of it this time. Since he trusted her, he wouldn’t suspect her anymore.
The reason why he had asked her about the origins of the banknotes was because he was worried that she would encounter danger or be deceived without realizing it.
After breakfast, Shen Yijia pushed Song Jingchen to the village chief’s house.
When they passed by the An family, An Xiu’er came out to fetch some water and saw this scene. She was stunned for a moment.
It wasn’t until she heard Father An’s cough from inside the house that An Xiu’er came back to her senses. She glanced at their silhouettes.
She looked down at her rough and washed-out linen clothes. She closed her eyes for a moment.
At this time, most people in the village had already eaten breakfast and gone to work. This was the first time Song Jingchen had appeared in front of everyone. When they saw him sitting in a strange chair, they all looked curious.
Thinking about how the Song family had spread the news that Song Jingchen was crippled, she suddenly understood.
Shen Yijia and Song Jingchen ignored those people and went straight to the village chief’s house.
“Can I help you?” It was Madam Zeng who opened the door.
“We’re here to look for the village chief,” Song Jingchen said indifferently.
“Oh, wait a moment.”
After a while, Madam Zeng opened the door again. “Come in.”
“You’re finally willing to invite us in.” Shen Yijia couldn’t help but think to herself.
There were still bowls and chopsticks in the courtyard that had yet to be washed. It seemed that this family had just finished breakfast.
Madam Zeng led them into the central room. When they passed the threshold, she paused.
Shen Yijia lifted the wheelchair and stepped in.
Madam Zeng was dumbfounded.
Song Tiegen glanced at Shen Yijia in surprise. He completely believed the rumors that this girl could kill a wild boar. “Why are you here?”
Song Jingchen said indifferently, “We want to build a few more houses around the area we’re living in now. We want to know how to buy land in this village.”
“Is the house not big enough for you?” Song Tiegen asked casually. “How big do you want it to be? The common land in the village is shared by everyone. Eight taels of silver per unit of land. The money from this sale will be split equally among everyone.”
No one would use the land anyway. It usually wouldn’t cost money to acquire land for a house in the village. However, the villagers had a lot of opinions about this family. If they were to take the land for free, it would inevitably cause trouble.