Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

She was even more surprised when she saw the clothes he was wearing.

Lin Zhiqing was wearing Wen Jin. This kind of cloth was rare in production and expensive. Ordinary people could not buy it at all.

Her mother had a batch of it, and it was sent by her grandfather. Her mother treated it like precious treasure, and she could not bear to let her use it.

Now that a person wearing Wen Jin had appeared in a small place like Shifeng County, no matter how he got his identity, it might not be simple. It was not appropriate to offend such a person.

She then gently bowed and said with a voice like water, “Young Master, I’m really sorry. Someone really provoked me just now, so I couldn’t help but lose my temper. I didn’t do it on purpose.”

Lin Zhiqing smiled and said, “It’s okay. It’s just that it’s not good for a girl to get angry. It’s easy to get ugly if you’re angry.”

Song Yunfeng almost gritted her teeth. She suppressed her anger and said, “Thank you for the reminder, Young Master. I’ll take my leave first.”

After they left, Lin Zhiqing still stood where he was. After a long while, he brushed his sleeve that was hit by Song Yunfeng and let out an ambiguous chuckle. “It’s been a long time, my good sister.”

After returning home, Song Yunfeng was so angry that she brushed off all the decorations in the room. When she was almost done venting, she said coldly, “Men, prepare the brush and ink!”

She had been in Shifeng County for half a month, and everything was not going well. She had only waited for Ming Zhiyan once, but later, he had simply asked someone to stop her from going near that place, which made her lose a lot of face.

Not only did she not get rid of Jian Qingqing, but she also dragged Liu Ling’er into the mess. Although she was not afraid of Liu Ling’er, her father was a deputy prefect after all, so there would be some trouble. She had not thought about what to say when she went back.

These days, she had been investigating Jian Qingqing, but she did not know if the people she invited here were too useless or what was going on. They had not even entered the Jian Family Village. They said that someone was stopping them from entering.

Hmph! In her opinion, even those people were not capable! She could not get much information from her investigation.

She had written this letter to Song Yuancheng, asking him to send more people over. A ruthless glint flashed across her eyes, ruining her beautiful face.

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In Jian Family Village, after Jian village distributed the cows to everyone, they left the village chief to speak.

The village chief was smiling as he stroked his precious cow. Although his family had earned quite a bit from selling spicy hotpot during the new year, they still had to keep it for their grandson to study, so they were not willing to buy a cow. Now that he finally had a cow that temporarily belonged to him, it was extremely precious. Without even raising his head, he asked, “Qingqing, what’s the matter?”

Jian Qingqing frowned and asked, “Grandpa Village Chief, can you tell me about Granny Lin who lives on the hillside in the west of the village?”

Hearing this, the village chief’s gaze finally moved away from the cow and asked solemnly, “Qingqing, what’s wrong? Did something happen?”

Jian Qingqing shook her head, she explained, “I went there a few days ago when I was surveying the land in the village. I saw Granny Lin. Which family is she from? Why is she living there alone? She doesn’t seem to have any land in the village, right?”

The village chief sighed and said, “She’s not from our Jian Family Village.”

“She’s not from our village?”

The village chief nodded. “About 20 years ago, she came to Jian Family Village alone. At that time, her entire body was covered in injuries and even her face was scratched. I couldn’t bear it and saved her. Then, I gave her the house of a previously deceased family in the west of the village.”