Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 121 - 117 This is Courting Death

Rong Yan was not interested in catching chickens.

But she thought that when they were going to cook later, they could use the spices from her "space" to enhance the aroma!

So she went back to her room to fiddle around and change her outfit, removed the original packaging, and repacked it in small, plain bottles without any words on them.

With their cooperation, a chicken was soon caught.

Madam Rong, holding the chicken, happily said to Qin Yu, "Yu, there’s nothing here for you now, go back to the room and read."

The bloody spectacle of slaughtering a chicken was not something they wanted the children to see.

Qin Yu: ...

Compared to reading, he much preferred to do chores.

"Auntie, I’ll go help you boil water."

"Eh, no... need..." Madam Rong hadn’t finished speaking when she saw the boy already running towards the kitchen; what she really wanted to say was that they used a coal stove to boil water.

Well, if he wanted to boil water, let him boil it!

Turning around, she saw her daughter holding some bottles and jars: "What are these?"

"Some spices, I wrote on them with a pen; you can see how to use them yourself." Rong Yan put the spice bottles directly into her pocket.

Madam Rong: ...

Why put them in my pocket? At least take them to the kitchen. But she then saw her daughter heading out and quickly asked, "Yan! Where are you going?"

"I’m just going out for a bit. I’ll be back for dinner. If I come back late and miss dinner, you guys go ahead and eat without waiting for me."

Rong Yan didn’t have much cash on hand, and she wanted to see if she could exchange some money outside.

The ginseng she had seen earlier had given her an idea, which was to sell one and get some money, right?

There was another thing; she would definitely be living here in the future.

So it was time to start considering housing.

If she didn’t split from Qin Ye when the time came, the house would need to accommodate not just the three siblings but also her own parents’ room.

Therefore, the house had to be big enough.

There were quite a few resources in her "space", but dreaming of buying a house with that was simply not enough; it was nowhere near enough.

Houses here were not as cheap as those in the Qin Family’s Team.

In the end... it all boiled down to needing more money.

The neighbors kept greeting her as they saw her leaving.

It was only after she walked away that they couldn’t help but sigh.

"Hey, I heard Rong Yan got married in the countryside, such a pity."

"Yeah! If she returned to the city, she would at least marry a worker, right? And if she got a job in a factory herself, that would have been two workers in the family."

"It’s a pity that one’s fate is not in their own hands. Old Rong is like this now... Ah, that family has really been ruined by Rong Wenze’s lot."

"Isn’t that so!"

One by one, the older neighbors, who had watched Rong Yan grow up, now saw that the girl had grown up to be even more beautiful, but married to a country bumpkin, and they all felt sorry for her.

Rong Yan was unaware of their thoughts; otherwise, she would have scoffed.

What about the countryside? Her rural man happened to be quite good-looking!

She lacked nothing and wouldn’t allow herself to be deprived of looking her best?

There were black market transactions in this area, and she planned to find someone to inquire about it.

As she debated whether to walk or take the bus, a man riding a bicycle stopped in front of her, blocking her way.

"Rong Yan, why won’t you marry me?"

Rong Yan looked up at the man before her and was instantly repulsed by his ugliness.

Not only was he ugly, but he also looked greasily unpleasant.

She nearly vomited out her dinner from the night before just from the sight of him.

Being ugly wasn’t his fault, but suddenly showing up in front of her was.

Her red lips parted to emit a single word, "Scram."

Luo Jinhua’s eyes greedily surveyed her delicate beauty.

He hadn’t expected Rong Yan to become even more attractive after two years of labor in the countryside.

But her command to scram really displeased him.

"Rong Yan, just marry me, and I can get you back to the city immediately, you won’t have to do any more farm work in the countryside. From here on out, I’ll provide for you, and besides, I can give you a lot of money..."

Rong Yan had no intention of wasting her breath on this man, she simply bypassed him, ready to leave.

She also didn’t have the time to waste on this ugly man.

Actually, she didn’t discriminate against ugly men, provided they didn’t stare at her with that greasy, nauseating gaze... It was just too damn stomach-turning.

Luo Jinhua had been sleepless since he heard of her return yesterday, and had Old Rong apply pressure first thing in the morning.

But he hadn’t expected that family to be so utterly useless, failing even in this simple task.

No helping it, he had to come in person.

Isn’t the fact that he bumped into her here a sign of their fate?

God himself seemed to be pairing them up as husband and wife.

Thus, he couldn’t let Rong Yan just walk away.

He reached out to grab her.

Rong Yan wouldn’t let him touch her, and delivered a fierce kick to the bicycle.

Luo Jinhua was taken aback by her strength—she sent him crashing to the ground along with the bike.

This infuriated him, especially as the onlookers stopped to point and gossip, making him feel like he had lost all his dignity.

"Rong Yan, I’m your fiancé... you dare hit your own man?"

This roar immediately drew everyone’s gaze onto her.

Hitting her own man? This woman was going too far.

Rong Yan had originally not wanted to waste her time on this ugly man, but upon hearing that, she couldn’t hold back.

Turning back around, she delivered another kick right onto his leg... the distinct sound of the bone cracking was all too clear.

Luo Jinhua’s howls of pain soared into the sky.

The crowd was stunned by the kick—the sound of the bone breaking was shockingly clear to them...

My God, this woman had just broken the man’s leg with a single kick.

Rong Yan sneered, "Trying to be a hooligan with your granny here? I’ve been married long ago, and my man is waiting back in the countryside... You think you’re worthy? Why don’t you take a piss and look at yourself? A woman must be blind to fancy a man like you."

The crowd: ...

What’s going on? Isn’t this man her fiancé?

They were completely confused for a moment.

Upon hearing she was married, Luo Jinhua was beside himself with rage.

Enduring the pain, he said viciously, "Rong Yan, your grandmother has taken my betrothal gifts. If you think you can renege on the deal, think again."

Rong Yan chuckled coldly. Just then, she saw a policeman approaching, so she quickly called out to him, "Officer, please come here quickly, this man is harassing me."

When the crowd heard her, they immediately sided with Rong Yan.