He couldn’t resist An Wan'er’s spoiled antics. Xin Sulan shot her an angry glare before turning and heading into the house, choosing to ignore her daughter’s playful gaze.
Was this what it meant to agree?
An Wan'er secretly smiled. While reading, she had noticed how much the original parents adored their child, but it seemed their affection was even greater than she had anticipated.
In a cheerful mood, An Wan'er greeted Heihu and headed into the kitchen with both the dog and her thoughts.
Without much effort, she found a piece of fresh, fatty meat as large as an adult's palm tucked away in the cabinet. Being sensible, she decided not to give all of it to Heihu. Instead, she cut the meat in half.
Even that half was enough to excite Heihu, who immediately turned to run off with the piece in his mouth.
"Come back! Why are you running away? I said you could have it! Are you afraid I’ll take it back?" An Wan'er hadn’t anticipated Heihu’s eagerness. In a rush, she grabbed its tail to pull it back.
"Woom!" Heihu quickly swallowed the meat whole and then let out a soft protest, its big eyes filled with grievances.
"Okay, okay! I’m sorry! Next time, I promise not to pull your tail!" An Wan'er quickly apologized, smiling sweetly at the dog.
"Wang!" Heihu seemed satisfied and licked her palm with its tongue.
"Haha, good boy! Now, let me go ask my mother if you can accompany me to the mountain later!"
An Wan'er remembered her situation well; she had even dressed as a supporting female character in a story where her entire family played the role of cannon fodder. Although Liu Jinhua had been driven away, An Wan'er knew that her thick-skinned nature would make her cling to her advantages.
Sighing, An Wan'er decided not to waste any more time and hurried to find her mother, Xin Sulan.
"Go to the mountain? Absolutely not! Have you forgotten how you got lost there yesterday?"
Xin Sulan shook her head vigorously as soon as she heard An Wan'er’s plan. "No amount of coaxing will work. You nearly scared your father and me to death! We can't take that risk again."
"Mom, I have a compelling reason to go back! This time, I promise I won’t get lost again. There’s over 300 years of ginseng and 500 taels of silver notes waiting for me!"
An Wan'er pleaded earnestly, hoping to convince her mother of the importance of the trip.
If Su Fucai, who holds a grudge against their family, gains an advantage, not only would the original owner be upset, but An Wan'er would be disgusted as well.
"What's your reason for needing to go? Tell me, and I'll decide whether you can go or not." Xin Sulan was determined to be firm with An Wan'er, refusing to give in this time.
"Mom, I really can't explain it right now. If you don't want me to take Heihu, then I'll go secretly."
It's said that the favors are fearless. Even though An Wan'er was reluctant to threaten someone she genuinely loved, she was confident she could scare Xin Sulan in this situation.
Seeing Xin Sulan's expression change, An Wan'er felt a pang of guilt.
But, reminding herself that securing those two items as quickly as possible was crucial for avoiding future troubles and clearing her name, she steeled her resolve, maintaining a persistent gaze at Xin Sulan without wavering.
"Mom, can we still survive if something happens?" Xin Sulan's eyes filled with tears.
"Mom, I promise I’ll be careful. If I’m careful, there won't be any more accidents." Getting lost had been the original owner's excuse for returning home late last night. But An Wan'er, having read the book, understood that neither Xin Sulan nor her father, An Shengchang, knew the truth about her lost virginity. She was hesitant to reveal it, fearing it might push them to despair.
It truly tugged at the heartstrings, reflecting the plight of parents everywhere.
In this moment as An Wan'er, she realized she couldn’t change the fact that she was carrying an unknown burden. A sigh escaped her as she pleaded with Xin Sulan, "Mom, just trust me for a little while. I promise I’ll tell you and Dad everything that happened yesterday when I return."
"Just make sure to be home before dark."
Looking into An Wan'er's eyes, Xin Sulan saw the determination shining through. Considering her daughter's usual stubbornness, she knew once a decision was made, nothing could sway her. Thus, Xin Sulan reluctantly accepted the situation.
"I knew my mom was the best for me!" An Wan'er exclaimed, hugging Xin Sulan before quickly leaving the house.
"Don’t forget to bring back pancakes—"
An Wan'er rushed out before Xin Sulan could finish her thought, prompting her to call after her.
"I know!" An Wan'er shouted back, her excitement propelling her forward.
An Wan'er, heading toward the black tiger waiting at the gate, quickly adjusted her direction and dashed into the kitchen. She grabbed some pancakes, unsure how many she had taken, and wrapped them haphazardly in oil paper. With the black tiger in tow, she hurried off toward the mountain.
On the Mountain
An Wan'er’s memories as the original owner were still vivid. It didn’t take long for her to follow the path she had taken yesterday and successfully locate the silver notes she had lost.
Covered in dust but still vaguely recognizable, the blue-gray purse was embroidered with a rich, peaceful design. When she opened it and saw the rolled-up silver notes of various sizes, a long sigh of relief escaped her lips. "Luckily, it’s still here."
Though the book mentioned that the purse would be found by someone three days later, as long as An Wan'er had retrieved it herself, she felt a sense of unease lifted.
She was indeed a person driven by desire.
In a world where just seven to ten taels of silver could buy an acre of fertile land, many ordinary people never encountered silver in their lives and relied solely on copper coins.
Faced with the impressive sum of 500 taels, she struggled to maintain her composure.
After all, she had her parents to think of, and soon, a little one would arrive in nine months. They were not immortals who could survive solely on dew.
With the silver notes secured, the next task was to find the ginseng.
An Wan'er smiled proudly. The silver belonged to her, and the ginseng would be hers too—she wouldn't let anything slip away.
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