Qi Jinghe felt a pang of sorrow. He squatted down and rubbed the little boy's head:
"You silly child. She didn't hit you—she only patted your head—and you thought that meant she was being nice to you?"
Who knew what kind of schemes that troublemaker was hiding?
Meanwhile, Su Qiao carried the three-hundred-pound wild boar on her shoulders for more than an hour before finally reaching town.
She did not head to the small market. Instead, she carried the wild boar, several times larger than herself, straight to the best restaurant in town.
The restaurant manager was straightforward. Seeing how strong she was, he directly gave her five taels of silver.
He even agreed that she could bring him any good goods she found in the future.
With the silver tucked away, Su Qiao first ran to the small market and bought a sack of rice, along with some oil and salt. Then she happily ran off to buy several packets of pastries and some candy.
After thinking it over, she went to a ready-made clothing shop and bought two sets of autumn clothes for each member of the family.
Only then did she tuck away the remaining one tael of silver, sling the large back basket she had bought for carrying things onto her back, and hurry home.
Just after leaving the town, she encountered an ox cart coming from another small village.
"Well, well, did you strike it rich?"
A middle-aged woman wearing a dark-blue lotus-patterned gauze dress jumped down from the ox cart and walked over with narrowed eyes.
Her slightly cold gaze swept over the back basket on Su Qiao's back and the cloth bags in her hands.
"Da Qiao, that isn't right. You've struck it rich, yet you still haven't repaid your debt. Do you