I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel

Chapter 337: Chapter 297: Shen Family Cousin Wants to Visit the City to See His Younger Sister (Part 2)

Turning into No. 43, the scent of food wafted through the air as soon as they entered.

Then Jiang Mingyue saw a box of gifts on the table and compared it with the gift in her hand, easily noticing they were of the same kind.

"Wow! Brother, you actually know how to cook? The sun must have risen in the west."

Jiang Ming’an couldn’t be bothered to respond to her and focused on his cooking.

"Brother, what’s that attitude?"

Jiang Ming’an glanced at his sister leaning against the door frame, smiling with irritation: "Looking for trouble?"

Jiang Mingyue stepped inside, and Jiang Ming’an frowned: "It’s smoky in here, better go out."

"Perfect time to experience the taste of everyday life."

Jiang Ming’an: "...Anyone who doesn’t know might think you’re a fairy just descended to earth."

"I am indeed a fairy descended."

Jiang Ming’an went silent again.

"Oh? All these dishes are Brother Xie’s favorites. Brother, you’re biased."

Jiang Ming’an: "Today is Brother Xie’s birthday."

"What? Why didn’t you say earlier? I haven’t prepared a gift."

"No worries, he won’t mind."

"But I do."

Then Jiang Ming’an watched his little sister run off swiftly, like the wind, shaking his head with a smile.

Thinking to himself, that girl must be blind, half of the dishes are obviously her favorites.

Jiang Mingyue entered the space, opened the gift sent by a neighbor—it was a rare copy of a criminal investigation book—and thought to herself that Uncle Pan’s folks were certainly well-informed; she hadn’t revealed anything.

However, Pan and his gang moved to No. 41; even though this area isn’t densely populated, just the Han Family at No. 39 is enough to be a headache. Fortunately, sealing the doors was the right move.

Thinking to herself, she should meet Pan and see what his thoughts are.

Upon reaching the warehouse, Jiang Mingyue was at a loss again, unsure of what Brother Xie liked.

Those treasures that fetch sky-high prices in the future aren’t attractive to ordinary folks; after all, they can’t eat them and they could cause trouble.

During dinner, Jiang Mingyue presented the gift she made herself—a mini figurine, which she had painstakingly crafted in the space over a long time.

"Oh? It’s quite nice, Yueyue made it herself?"

"A gift for Brother Xie, naturally made by hand, one of a kind in the world."

"Thank you, I really like it!" Xie Yunhai held back his emotions, ensuring he didn’t look different; this was his first gift since his father left, especially handmade by someone else, warming his heart immensely.

"I have a gift too." Jiang Ming’an tossed a box towards Xie Yunhai, like throwing a toy.

"Thanks!" Although this one has trouble with nice words, his heart is the softest.

Upon opening it, Xie Yunhai was stunned.

Thinking to himself, these siblings truly are... quite in sync.

Yueyue’s figurine was of him, while brother’s figurine was of himself; standing together, they become a pair.

Hahaha! He wanted to laugh aloud, what exactly are these siblings—true treasures!

On this side, everything was harmonious and joyful, while at the Shen Family by Tiansheng Bridge, thoughts were stirring.

The couple Shen Fangdiao and his wife were whispering in their room.

His wife, Fan Xiaocui, delighted at the scent of freshly brewed malted milk, started scheming.

"Fanghua’s house can pull out two cans of malted milk, surely there’s plenty more good stuff. Diaozi, we should visit Qingshan Village again tomorrow, say someone is sick, and ask to borrow money for treatment; even if she doesn’t give money, she’ll surely take out some good stuff."

Shen Fangdiao hesitated: "We just took so much from my sister’s house, won’t work, plus my parents won’t agree."

Fan Xiaocui spat: "You idiot, if those two old rats didn’t agree, would we be able to eat and take things? Don’t be stupid; think of your eldest son, still single at 25, and our second, getting older, while those of similar age have two kids already."

Shen Fangdiao: "It’s all because you’re picky, surely he’d be married by now with our son’s looks."

Fan Xiaocui pinched Shen Fangdiao’s shoulder with frustration, releasing when he grimaced in pain.

"Fool! Those girls who don’t demand a dowry aren’t pretty; do you want our grandson to be a monster?"

Shen Fangdiao was silent, knowing that people who look good tend to have smoother lives.

Fan Xiaocui: "Our son wouldn’t fancy them; and the girls he does like, we can’t afford the dowry, plus our house is too shabby. Once we have money, we’ll renovate, and marriage proposals will be easier. Before the end of the year, we must settle the marriages of both the eldest and second. Look, Jiang Jian Guo’s big stature couldn’t stop him from marrying a city girl; our sons aren’t inferior to him, are they?"