CHAPTER 71: CHAPTER 68: THE OLD HOUSE BUSTLES EVERY DAY

"Also, what do you mean I should be finding a wife? Big brother, you’re still single and have the nerve to say that about me?"

Mrs. Jiang glared at her two sons, "Just eat your food. Can’t even good food stop your chatter? And you, Jianjun, your brother just said one thing, did you have to get so upset?"

Jiang Jianjun felt wronged: It was clearly big brother who started the fight.

But Jiang Zhenmei stared at Jiang Jian Country strangely, "Big brother, you’re acting strange! Ever since someone came looking for you this morning, you’ve been grinning like a fool in love."

Everyone: "..."

Jiang Mingyue was amused: Who says villagers don’t talk smart? Look at her language skills!

If Jiang Zhenmei knew her sister evaluated her this way, she would definitely correct her righteously: It’s not about me being great; I learned it from you. That’s what happens when you’re around great people!

In an instant, all eyes turned to Jiang Jian Country. After all, men in this era were endearingly simple.

As everyone watched, his handsome but honest face turned red at a visible speed.

"I, I..." stammered Jiang Jian Country, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time.

Third sister explained to Ming Yue, "It’s that someone, right? The one who’s been following Jiang Beishan around lately."

Hearing her daughter’s words, Mrs. Jiang knew who it was.

"The third son of the Yang Family from Lotus Village. People in their village say his family is looking for a matchmaker, and they might come to propose marriage here in our village, likely aiming at Jiang Beishan."

Jiang Mingyue didn’t listen to the rest of their conversation; her thoughts drifted away.

Since this person is related to Jiang Beishan, why did he come looking for big brother? Judging by the others’ reactions, big brother doesn’t seem close to that person.

Wait, in the book, Jiang Beishan, Jiang Zhenzhu, and Liu Yinghe are friends. Could this person be here to deliver a message for Liu Yinghe?

Does Liu Yinghe want to see big brother?

Recalling big brother’s reaction earlier, it seems highly likely.

In the following time, Jiang Mingyue discreetly kept a close eye on big brother’s actions.

With the new bread oven, Mrs. Jiang tried baking a batch of peanut crisps, and to her surprise, they tasted as good as the ones Grandpa Ma gave her.

With flour, sugar, and vegetable oil, she could make anything, but if she only sold peanut crisps, Jiang Mingyue felt it wasn’t enough, though letting Mrs. Jiang try the market could work.

The next day, it happened to rain a little, and Aunt Jiao came over to say there was no need to go to work; Mrs. Jiang got an introduction letter and rode Jiang Ming’an’s bike to the city.

Mrs. Jiang didn’t want anyone to accompany her, heading out alone, carrying a basket covered with a blue cloth, which contained the freshly made peanut crisps.

Today, Xiao Hui came over, saying he went to his grandmother’s house yesterday, and left too hastily to inform beforehand.

Jiang Mingyue had some thoughts, but considering she had said before that they could come over when they had time, and besides, it wasn’t a formal school but her hosting them.

Jiang Mingyue followed her planned schedule to teach separately.

"Sister, someone’s always looking over here," Xiao Jiang Ran pointed towards the soap tree.

Jiang Mingyue’s heart tightened: Could it be Liu Yinghe came to meet big brother?

But when she looked that way, she realized she was overthinking.

Jiang Mingyue waved, and a young boy approached.

"Wait here."

Jiang Mingyue went to the kitchen, brought a cake, and handed it to him. He said thank you and took it.

But he didn’t eat it right away.

"Can I study with you?"

Jiang Mingyue was taken aback for a moment, "Of course you can."

Before starting, Jiang Mingyue first gauged Yun Di’s level and found him similar to Xiao Hui, roughly at an elementary school level.

"You’ll be in a group with Xiao Hui, mainly focusing on middle school textbooks. Do your best to learn them well, and if necessary later, you can learn high school textbooks. When the opportunity comes to take university exams, you won’t be clueless but confidently take the exam for the university you desire most."

"Sister, can we really do it?"

"Of course, you can."

"Do we have that opportunity?"

"Who can say for sure? Even if not, with knowledge in your head, you can serve your country’s development when the chance arises."

The young boys and girls pondered thoughtfully.

After arranging the day’s study tasks, Jiang Mingyue couldn’t sit still.

She got up, said she was going to the new house next door, but in fact, she wandered around the main street of the village.

Big brother was still learning carpentry sporadically over there, and without asking at the third house, no one knew his whereabouts.

Jiang Mingyue guessed Liu Yinghe wouldn’t dare to be so bold yet—like a girl barging into her future in-laws’ house.

She now wanted to find some clues, not just defensively, but to take initiative.

She wanted to have control over the situation.

In the past life, big brother regretted his marriage for a lifetime, and this time, it must not be repeated.

Jiang Mingyue tried summoning her spiritual power and was astonished to discover that wandering the village paths was utterly unnecessary.

Unbeknownst to her, her spiritual power had already spread, enveloping the entire village, meaning if she wanted to know, there would be no secrets.

When had it become this powerful?

Yesterday morning at Granny Shi’s, she measured it, and it couldn’t even reach the old house.

There’s no way it could have risen to this level in just a day.

Could it be due to treating those two elderly ladies yesterday? Jiang Mingyue wasn’t quite sure, as in her past life, she had no such experience; there were doctors and others at the rescue base who didn’t need her.

Regardless, it’s a good thing.

Jiang Mingyue didn’t dwell on it, quickly spreading her spiritual power, focusing on the old house.

Jiang Family’s old house

Since the eldest son split the family, cutting off the two salaries and the good things for the old lady, life for both the old lady and the second family was far worse than before. Not just worse, it was like falling from the sky to the ground.

During one meal, seeing the potato, wild vegetable, and corn mix porridge on the table, Jiang Beiyang slammed his chopsticks down.

"Dad, is this fit for people? Dad, why don’t you stop Mom? All the good stuff goes to her family, even supporting their son. This life is unbearable. Bam!" He slammed the bowl and walked out.

Compared to Jiang Beiyang, Jiang Beishan was more perceptive. She had already secretly gobbled up a large bowl, a third of the family’s share—thanks to Jiang Beiyang’s uproar. But now that Jiang Beiyang had left, she had to leave quickly too, or she’d be the target of the anger.

"Jiang Beiyang, you stand right there." Jiang Zhenghui shouted angrily, nothing seemed right in his eyes these days.

But neither the son nor the daughter turned back.

"Jiang Beishan, if you dare step out of this door, don’t ever come back."

As it turned out, Jiang Beishan dared indeed.

Because Jiang Zhenghui had said this so often these days, it had become words lost to the wind.

With his children gone, Jiang Zhenghui had nowhere to vent his anger, turning it all on Wu Cuilan.

"It’s all because of you, the way you raised them. If it weren’t for them provoking Jiang Ming’an, would he have split the family? Now, none of those two salaries are ours. You, ruinous woman, I’ll beat you to death."

But Wu Cuilan wasn’t a pushover; she fought back. Though her strength couldn’t match a man’s, her nails were lethal. A few rounds later, Jiang Zhenghui’s face bore several glaring scratches, an utterly dramatic scene.