I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel

Chapter 334: Chapter 296: Second Brother Is Leaving Next Month (Part 3)

Jiang Mingyue just took the little one’s words lightly, not giving it much thought, nodded perfunctorily, "Sure, I promise not to kick you out."

"Then sister, I’ll go back and get my book first."

After seeing Mrs. Jiang off, Jiang Mingyue finally had time to tidy up the remnants. After washing her hands and coming back to arrange the things Mrs. Jiang brought, she realized there wasn’t just mushroom sauce, but also rice, flour, and oil in substantial amounts, along with two chickens, two rabbits, and four bottles of honey. Underneath the honey basket, there was a folded handkerchief, and upon unfolding it, there was ten yuan inside.

Jiang Mingyue: "..." To be honest, she was warmed again. The family didn’t have money; the previous money at home was kept with her. A portion was used for her elder brother’s wedding, and the bicycle was deducted, but there was still a good amount left. Before coming to work, she gave it to Mrs. Jiang, but Mrs. Jiang refused and asked her to keep it for herself. She didn’t agree, and finally, no one could convince the other. As a compromise, she kept it for safekeeping and would bring it out when the family needed money.

On Mrs. Jiang’s side, there was a tractor ride, and she reached home quickly. Upon returning, she discovered that her daughter had prepared many things for them. Additionally, there was an envelope which, when opened, contained not only the previously stored money but also an additional thirty-two yuan and coupons. A note she could mostly understand; it turned out the extra was her daughter’s salary for the month.

Mrs. Jiang was both warmed and a bit angry.

The daughter didn’t seem to care for herself at all, only thinking about them. In the city, everything costs money, and although the family can’t support her, they absolutely can’t hold her back.

Mrs. Jiang hurriedly stuffed all the money and coupons back into the envelope, preparing to let Jiang Ming’an take them back to her daughter later. Suddenly, she shook everything out again, wrapped it up with a handkerchief, and as for the envelope, she reluctantly folded the note back into it and placed it under the pillow, only then feeling at ease.

In the city, Jiang Mingyue went into the space to take a bath. She had just gotten dressed when she heard the front door being knocked. When Jiang Mingyue came out to see, it was an unfamiliar woman.

"May I ask who you are looking for?"

The woman was sturdily built, and her smile was quite hearty.

"Miss, thank you for saving my son. This kid is mischievous, never settles down." Saying this, she stuffed two handfuls of noodles into her hands, clearly as a token of gratitude. But Jiang Mingyue wasn’t clear who her son was. After all, she saved three kids.

Then, a child came out smiling from behind the woman, "Sister, it’s me, Yang Fan."

With this, she finally understood.

"Sister, in that situation, anyone who saw would have gone down to save them."

The woman waved her hand, "I heard from Old Mrs. Shen that there were people gathered earlier, but no one dared to go down until you heard and jumped in without hesitation to save their lives. I also heard that you got tangled in water grass at the time. Luckily, you’re alright, otherwise we wouldn’t be at ease. Be cautious next time, Miss."

From the woman’s eyes, Jiang Mingyue saw sincerity and concern, probably feeling that her reckless action easily caused trouble.

Jiang Mingyue replied with a sincere smile, "Alright, I’ll listen to you, Sister."

"That’s the right thing to do."

Yang Fan’s mother is Ren Meilan, and people around liked to call her Ms. Ren. She worked at the cotton clothing factory, coincidentally the same place as Fu Xia. Jiang Mingyue didn’t have a habit of asking about people, but Ms. Ren was very talkative, sharing about her family herself. Her husband worked at the soy sauce factory.

The couple was usually busy with work and couldn’t care for their son. Previously, they also sent the child to the grandparents, paying every month. But after Yang Fan stayed there for three days, he sneaked back in the middle of the night and never wanted to go again. Even during festivals, when asked to visit his grandparents for a gathering, perhaps even receiving a red envelope, the child showed resistance. Ms. Ren and her husband understood, as her husband knew well what his parents were like; otherwise, they wouldn’t have moved out.

The house here was left to him by his second uncle. Years ago, his parents wanted to seize it for his younger brother, but Yang Jia Ming firmly refused, leading to a fallout with the family.

Thinking the child must have been wronged, the couple didn’t return and almost severed ties with the other side.

But now, with schools closed, truly there was nowhere for the child to go.

Ms. Ren hadn’t left long when Meng Liqiang also brought his family over, but in their case, it was the grandma since the child lived with her.

"My surname is Zheng. Ming Yue, I didn’t realize we were neighbors. I haven’t seen you before, so come to play at my house more often in the future."

Looking at this lady with her grandson, Jiang Mingyue thought she might be in her forties, similar to Mrs. Jiang’s age. Calling her Grandma Zheng just didn’t fit, so she called her aunt instead, and as for the child calling her sister, she couldn’t manage that. Let each call as they wished.