Chapter 253: Chapter 250: A Misunderstanding

“Aunt Jiao, it’s not expensive. I have a friend with a source for this. We’re pretty close, so I got it for cheap. Don’t be polite with me. I’ll definitely take some sauce with me next time.”

Jiang Mingyue stared wide-eyed: “…” Oh, Jiang Ming’an, are you blatantly setting her up?

Seeing his sister’s puffed-up expression, Jiang Ming’an felt great. He took a bite of the bun filled with truffle sauce given by Xie Yunhai, and instantly… everything around him went silent, leaving only the fresh and intense aroma lingering in his mouth…

Whoa! Is this truffle sauce? Of course it is.

But this flavor… Having been the richest man in his past life, everything he used was the best, including the top-notch truffle sauce he ate…but it couldn’t compare to what he had now.

Could it be because of its environment? It must be…

No wonder those old folks in his past life repeatedly asked his sister to grow grains and vegetables in the space, but unfortunately, she always refused.

Of course, the regret was his current regret; in the past, he supported his sister’s laid-back style. Those professors received more than one lecture from him and were even threatened with reduced research funding to leave his sister alone.

Jiang Ming’an was now dying of regret.

You should’ve at least told me the stuff grown in the space has heavenly quality!

In any case, Jiang Ming’an’s meal was spent amid regret and happiness, consuming four big buns and a big bowl of rice mixed with truffle sauce. Others also learned from him, mixing black truffle sauce with rice and were quite satisfied.

After breakfast, the older cousin and Xie Yunhai left. Mrs. Jiang felt regrettable; Jiang Mingyue reassured by saying not to worry, wasn’t it just rose cakes? Once made, she would give some to the older cousin and also send some to her uncle. Mrs. Jiang liked this idea and suggested bringing Xiao Ran into town, as the little guy missed his dad again.

“Second Brother, why are you grinning like that?” Xiao Ran sensed something was off with Jian Guo this morning, as he suddenly burst into laughter alone.

Mrs. Jiang glanced at her silly son and understood.

“Really in love?” She thought it’d be forgotten after a night’s sleep!

Jiang Jianjun nodded, blushing to his ears.

Mrs. Jiang covered the kneaded dough with a pot lid, waiting for it to rise, and washed her hands before coming out.

“Then I’ll go find your fourth aunt and have her probe into the girl’s family’s thoughts.”

Jiang Jianjun also recalled that the girl’s parents weren’t here; to propose, he had to go to her house. Saying it here wouldn’t count, so he suddenly stood up and stopped Mrs. Jiang.

“I’ll go.”

Mrs. Jiang was doubtful: “Can you do it?”

“Mom, these days advocate free love, why can’t I? I’m not doing anything illegal.”

Mrs. Jiang thought it over: “Then don’t go empty-handed; take some osmanthus cakes for the girl. She probably will like them.”

“Alright, I’ll listen to mom.”

“Let me pack them for brother.”

Mrs. Jiang was quite sentimental, as kids learn from adults. Yesterday, Yueyue helped pack food, and Xiao Ran remembered it and was learning today.

Xiao Ran’s hands were small, making him look clumsy, but Mrs. Jiang was patient, silently encouraging him with a smile.

Finally, Xiao Ran packed four cakes into an oil paper bag and looked up at Mrs. Jiang, “Is this amount appropriate?”

“Perfect, couldn’t be better. Our cakes are big; too many would seem excessive, too few would be embarrassing. This number is just right, Xiao Ran is very smart.”

Xiao Ran was shy after the compliment. In reality, it wasn’t his smartness; when Ms. Yang gave Ms. Yueyue four persimmons, he copied that number, knowing sweet cakes are surely more valuable than persimmons, enough for a return gift.

Jiang Mingyue looked at the kid and felt relieved seeing he wasn’t losing out due to Jiang Ming’an’s departure. However, as a brother, she was quite worried.

Jiang Jianjun, carrying the cakes, went to find the person. Aunt Yang’s house had no fence, and crossing Aunt Jiao’s house made everything visible. It seemed Aunt Yang’s family had gone to work, leaving Yang Zao Hua alone cleaning the yard. Seeing her swift movements suggested she must be straightforward and good at work, making her a suitable spouse.

“Jiang Jianjun, why are you peeking at me? Can’t you directly come over and talk?”

Being caught red-handed, Jiang Jianjun didn’t feel embarrassed and walked out from behind the jujube tree.

“Zao Hua, how do you know I have something to say to you?”

Yang Zao Hua chuckled: “I’m not blind; I could tell from your constant glances and indecisive demeanor.”

“True. Then Zao Hua, I’ll say it.” Jiang Jianjun stood tall, chest out like a poplar tree, only missing the command to stand still.

“I’m listening. Go ahead!”

“I-I, Zao Hua, did you give me tangyuan because you like me? I find you attractive too, should we date?”

Zao Hua was stunned, her mouth wide enough to fit an egg, taking a while to recover.

She looked at Jiang Jianjun with complexity: Did he hit his head?

“Ahem… Jianjun, I gave the tangyuan mainly for Yueyue to eat.”

“Boom!” Lightning struck on a clear day wouldn’t be too much.

Jiang Jianjun realized he’d made a huge blunder, but since he was already in hot water, he might as well face the storm head-on.

“Yang Zao Hua, won’t you consider it? I think I’m a decent person; my family is kind, and I’m the vice director at the brick and tile factory. My salary alone can support the whole family. You could live well marrying me.”

Yang Zao Hua stifled her laughter and sincerely praised, “You truly are a good man to marry, but unfortunately I don’t have that fortune. I’m already engaged.” Yang Zao Hua didn’t give Jiang Jianjun a chance to interrupt. “Sorry for causing your misunderstanding!”

Jiang Jianjun felt embarrassed, thankful he asked first; otherwise, it would’ve been a disaster.

“How is it your fault? It’s me being abrupt; I should be the one apologizing!”

“You indeed are a good man; if I weren’t engaged, I would eagerly propose.”

Jiang Jianjun felt a bit better hearing this.

However, he was a bit curious.

“Yang Zao Hua, do you know my Yueyue?”

Yang Zao Hua nodded and shook her head.

Jiang Jianjun was puzzled.

“I’m from Cang County. Several months ago, Cang County had a sudden flood, separating me from my family and almost drowning me. It’s Yueyue who saved me; she might not remember me, but I’ll never forget her for my lifetime.”

Jiang Jianjun understood and felt relieved.

“I see! But, my sister saves people without expecting anything in return, so Mr. Yang shouldn’t feel obliged.” Having spent so much time together, Jiang Jianjun clearly knew his sister’s personality.

Yang Zao Hua grinned, “I know, but expressing a little gratitude is my principle.”

Jiang Jianjun: “…” Your gratitude caused my misunderstanding?

Yang Zao Hua remembered the words she said when delivering tangyuan last night.

[“Comrade Jianjun, these tangyuan…”]

Before she could finish, Comrade Jianjun eagerly took them, “I know, I know, come in and play.”

Yang Zao Hua mused that when delivering persimmons, she clearly stated Yueyue would receive them, and about the tangyuan, there should be mutual understanding.

But their understanding was: Jiang Jianjun thought she liked him.

This… going extremely off track!

His imagination — no match!

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