Chapter 150: Chapter 147: Shu Wenquan’s Misfortune

Jiang Mingyue was here, preparing dinner for the family.

Matsutake mushroom chicken stew was a must-have, and she had stewed many portions in her space, sending one to Granny Shi first.

The matter of borrowing flour was something Jiang Mingyue always remembered. Their family was struggling, and Granny Shi had happily lent her the flour despite the risk of not getting it back. Not to mention repaying the favor, just the person herself was worth getting to know. As it turned out, Granny Shi was indeed wonderful. Though she only had one eye, she was more insightful than most people in the village.

After Yun Di moved in, the old lady never brought up adoption. Yun Di remained a free person, able to leave anytime once he had the means, without needing to worry about her.

According to common logic, a lonely old woman without children should have solidified the adoption relationship with Yun Di. Otherwise, once he grew up and left, she would end up with nothing.

Those who think this way certainly don’t understand that people are different.

For some, when you help them at their most difficult moments—it could be a bun given to them when they’re starving or an umbrella on a rainy day—any such act could leave a lasting impression, always ready to repay the favor.

That’s exactly the kind of person Yun Di is.

These things must have been apparent to Granny Shi for a long time. By not mentioning adoption, she simply didn’t want Yun Di to feel shackled.

A considerate elder like that is hard not to respect.

However, ever since Yun Di’s company, Granny Shi didn’t need her to bring meals anymore. She would cook herself. She directed Yun Di around the kitchen, and surprisingly, these halfway-grandmother-grandson feelings got better and better.

“Granny Shi, I brought you two dishes. Just cook some rice, and it’ll surely be enough for both of you.”

Granny Shi came out from the inner room waving a palm fan with a snort: “You really like taking the easy way out. Didn’t think of bringing the rice along, did you?”

Facing this troublemaking sharp tongue, Jiang Mingyue always pretended not to hear.

She went straight to the kitchen, put the empty bowls in a stack, and walked out without leaving a trace.

Granny Shi pouted: The little girl isn’t as cute as Xiao Ran!

Everyone was present for dinner tonight, surprising the third sister.

“Big brother, second brother, are you not busy anymore? Or are you going back to work after dinner?” But from the speed they were eating, it didn’t seem like they were rushing out.

Jiang Jian Country: “We’re done for now. If there’s overtime needed, we’ll talk about it then.”

Jiang Jianjun also shared his situation: “The second kiln was taken out today. It’s too late today, so we’ve decided to load the kiln early tomorrow morning.”

In the brick factory, lighting was an issue. For a village without electricity, working at night posed many inconveniences. Even if they had the energy, not being able to see clearly affected efficiency and led to mistakes.

Might as well take it easy, making money slowly.

“Right, Yueyue, do we need to pay taxes?”

Impressive, my second brother actually knows about taxes.

“Firstly, our village collectively established the factory; additionally, the land we used is village collective land, so no need! Yan Jinzhi confirmed this when the certificate was issued.”

Jiang Jianjun felt relieved.

“Why? Why not ask Shu Wenquan? A bookkeeper will answer you about financial and tax issues.”

Only then did Jiang Jianjun realize he did something foolish.

But he’s not good at hiding his emotions. Jiang Mingyue saw this and instantly grew concerned: “What happened to Shu Wenquan?”

This keen intuition…

Jiang Jianjun had to seek help from his big brother, but Jiang Jian Country ignored him: Once the second brother was kicked, he still spoke up.

Now, the clever young brother and the simple-minded older brother seemed to have switched roles.

Helpless for assistance, Jiang Jianjun didn’t dare to lie to his sister and decided to be frank.

“Wenquan injured his leg. While returning for lunch at the educated youth point, someone pushed him and he fell into an abandoned trench nearby. That place used to be a trench, later abandoned with a big pit about three or four meters deep. With thorns grown at the bottom, when he fell suddenly, not only did his leg break, but his face also scratched against the thorns. Sigh! I think his face is damaged.”

Jiang Mingyue frowned, remembering some things from that book. Shu Wenquan died in the Northwest three years later. Besides his frail body and the harsh conditions there, another reason was that he was quite unlucky, always tripping or choking.

But…even if we don’t talk about the past, just these two months of getting along, Jiang Mingyue hadn’t noticed any bad luck around him. Don’t tell her she’s a lucky charm, and Shu Wenquan was enveloped in luck when close to her. She doesn’t believe it! Look now, he was obviously pushed, a clear human act. She suspected the bad luck theory was concocted by that book, twisting facts since anyone close to the original character was smeared in the book.

Could this be related to Jiang Zhenzhu? No way, Jiang Zhenzhu was reported and taken away from Taohua Lane No. 67 last time. She and Ning Yan were sent to the nearby Jing County for a one-year reformation.

According to the eldest cousin, Jiang Zhenzhu’s newlywed husband Xue Zongsheng helped immensely, using connections and gifting, reducing three years to one. He even helped Ning Yan, quite the broad-minded love, even helping the wife’s first love. Meanwhile, the wife secretly met her old flame at night for money dealings, reasonable?

This saintly husband didn’t suspect anything, truly a sign of love.

Since Jiang Zhenzhu and Ning Yan were restricted, they likely couldn’t reach here.

Oh, and Zheng Honglian! Almost got overlooked.

This Zheng Honglian was Jiang Zhenzhu’s number one follower, and Shu Wenquan, the protagonist’s childhood friend, investigated the truth about the protagonist’s alleged “river jump” with Fang Tao, discovering Zheng Honglian’s eight-year-old brother Zheng Hongfu placing soap by the riverbank.

No other reason is needed; being enemies linked together, not protecting their kind would only lead to downfall. After all, they’ve unknowingly become sworn enemies.

Jiang Mingyue contemplated, planning to take a walk to check things out. If connected to Zheng Honglian, she would settle both old and new scores, granting her a substantial gift.

The conversation drifted intermittently to how Wenquan refused to visit the local clinic. The big brother had called barefoot doctor Old Liu to treat him, cleaning and dressing his wounds, and setting a splint on his leg, instructing him to rest it.

While Mrs. Jiang remembered Wenquan’s kindness in helping them move that day, worried even at mealtime. She mentioned visiting him after work tomorrow and consulted with them about letting Wenquan stay at their home.

Jiang Mingyue: “…”

Allowing him to stay isn’t impossible, but with Shu Wenquan’s personality, he probably wouldn’t want to burden others.

After dinner, the third sister cleaned up and washed dishes while Jiang Mingyue discreetly slipped away.

Outside, finding a secluded spot, she delved into her space, retrieving some medicines into a basket, then took both the basket and a bicycle out, and rode off.

Initially pondering how to lure Zheng Honglian out along the way, she unexpectedly bumped into this follower of Jiang Zhenzhu upon entering the educated youth point.

Like a pillow presented just as she felt sleepy, Jiang Mingyue immediately summoned her spiritual power to attack Zheng Honglian’s consciousness.

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