I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel

Chapter 384: Chapter 327: Urged to Marry Again

"Sister," maybe because he’s sick, Xiao Ran clung to Jiang Mingyue like a fluffy kitten relying on its mother, reaching out his little claws for a hug.

Jiang Mingyue’s heart hurt for him and she picked him up.

"Don’t worry, his fever has completely gone down." Remembering the dangerous fluctuations from earlier in the day, Mrs. Jiang was still shaken.

The little guy leaning against his sister’s shoulder was weak, but still tried hard to perk up.

Jiang Mingyue felt even more pity, patting his back to comfort him, "People who are sick are fragile, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. When sister gets sick, she also needs Mom’s care, she needs Xiao Ran’s care. Do you not want to care for your sister?"

The little guy quickly shook his head, "Of course not. If sister gets sick, I’ll bring her water and make porridge for her."

"See, even an adult like sister needs you sometimes. You, a little one, need even more care from adults. In the future, if you ever feel uncomfortable, you must tell us."

"Okay," the little guy remembered this in his heart. Actually, he had felt a bit unwell yesterday, heavy-headed, but he didn’t want to worry his sister, thinking he’d feel better after a night’s sleep.

"Feeling better now?" A tall figure came in, and when he realized who it was, Xiao Ran’s eyes widened, and a big hand was already on his forehead.

"Thank you, Auntie!"

Mrs. Jiang waved her hand, "Saying that makes us strangers. We’re family, there’s nothing to thank for."

Mingyue noticed that ever since Big Cousin touched his forehead, Xiao Ran’s little face had turned red, and those big eyes kept sneaking glances at Jiang Ming’an.

Tsk tsk! The little guy obviously craves his big brother’s attention the most, yet usually acts as if he’s forgotten he has an older brother.

"None of you have eaten, right? Come on, I’ve kept the food warm for you."

Xie Yunhai offered to help, "Aunt Shen, you’ve worked hard! Let me help, you rest."

"Oh, you’re too polite, what’s hard about making a meal? A farmer used to earning work points doing this would be enjoying themselves."

"Then Aunt Shen can stay with us long term, we’ll take care of you together."

As a mother, hearing someone say that was truly comforting.

"You’re such a great guy. Do you have a girlfriend? If not, Auntie can introduce you to someone. Don’t rush to refuse. Marrying a village girl has its benefits; she’s hardworking. When you come home after a busy day, she’ll understand your hard work, tidy up the house for you, and have a hot meal ready as soon as you get back. How nice would that be!"

Xie Yunhai: "...Aunt Shen, I’m not in a hurry." Experiencing being pushed to marry by an elder for the first time was something else.

"Right, did you drink the ginger tea on the table? Go have some first."

Xie Yunhai breathed a sigh of relief and hurried into the main room, preferring to drink the ginger tea.

Due to the sound of rain, the brother and sister in the main room didn’t hear the kitchen conversation, or else they would have burst into laughter. After all, it’s not easy to find joy on a rainy day.

"Xiao Ran, do you want to come out and have some chicken soup?" Xie Yunhai, right before taking his seat, did not forget to care for the littlest one.

On the bed, Xiao Ran turned over. He felt Xie Brother was deliberately tempting him, his sister said he couldn’t eat those things yet.

"Don’t tease him," The child was already quite pitiful.

At night, the mother and daughter snuggled together whispering intimate words.

"Do you have vacation time? If you do, I’ll take time off to go see Jin Zhi with you."

Jiang Mingyue thought to herself that Mrs. Jiang truly adored Yan Jinzhi, always thinking of him.

"Why did Mom suddenly think of visiting him?"

"You silly girl, don’t you know what Jin Zhi looks like? He’s young and promising, who doesn’t like someone like him? It’s not just the girls working with him, even families with daughters, nieces, or sisters would eagerly introduce them. My Jin Zhi is such an outstanding person, surely he’s on people’s minds. We can’t just do nothing; we must show up and let those with ulterior motives abandon their thoughts."

Jiang Mingyue was really touched. Mrs. Jiang, a rural woman, had gone to such lengths to plan these things for her. It was truly remarkable.

"Mom, Jin Zhi called me tonight."

"What? Does your office have a phone?"

"Of course."

"Naturally, a place like that must have one. What did the son-in-law say?"

Jiang Mingyue covered her face; she’s already called him her son-in-law.

"He proposed to me and said we’ll get married when he comes back."

Mrs. Jiang was reassured, "I told you that Jin Zhi is a good kid. Mom’s judgment is spot on, right?"

"Yes, Mom, you have the best judgment."

"Then Mom needs to start preparing for you. You can’t embroider pillows, so Mom will do it, and the quilt covers—they’re all necessary. Anyway, neither of you needs to worry about a thing. Mom will handle everything."

Jiang Mingyue didn’t want Mrs. Jiang to tire herself out, "Mom, nowadays people advocate simplicity. We don’t need to go through too much trouble. The department store has everything. You can just come with me to pick things out. As for the wedding, let’s just have a couple of tables with family for a meal."

With Yan Jinzhi’s status, keeping a low profile was better.

"You child, do you think I don’t know what’s appropriate? Don’t worry, your Mom knows what she’s doing.

Speaking of which, Yang Cui, Ning Yan’s mother, also came to the city. I traveled with her, but I ignored her. She was sensible and didn’t talk much after I didn’t respond. She only spoke a bit at the beginning and now lives in front of you; there’s a peach tree by that door."

Peach tree? The only house with a peach tree at the Magpie Street entrance belonged to the communal residence where Gu Xiaoxiao lives.

What a coincidence? Jiang Mingyue thought about the relationship between Ning Yan and Jiang Zhenzhu, knowing Jiang Zhenzhu was reborn, and wondered if the two had some purpose.

Seeing her daughter silent, Mrs. Jiang assumed she didn’t like mentioning those people, especially after Ning Yan had disgusted them before.

"As long as they don’t come to us, it’s fine. But if they shamelessly approach, then we’ll drive them out." She didn’t want her daughter to suffer any grievances, no matter if they were from the same village.

"Okay, I’ll listen to Mom."

Afterwards, the mother and daughter chatted about other things, and Jiang Mingyue’s eyelids drooped, eventually letting her drift into sleep.

As Jiang Mingyue fell asleep, her consciousness separated from her body and entered the space to collect food.

A few days earlier, she had sold a large batch of supplies: rice, wheat flour, sweet potatoes, and potatoes were plenty, but she dared not sell any corn since she was keeping it to brew alcohol. A large batch of dried chicken and rabbit meat was also sold, along with fish. This time, Brother Pan planned to sell the fish far away, and he asked Jiang Mingyue to pickle them first. She used a secret seasoning mix, creating a particularly good taste, preserving the fish’s freshness, while adding unique flavors, such as tea or spiciness.

Of course, she raised the price, and there were batches of preserved eggs and corn liquor. This time, she received a big box of yellow croakers.

Jiang Mingyue stored the grains and sowed the soaked rice seeds, then went to the warehouse to move plums for brewing.

The plums, apples, strawberries, and grapes had long been harvested, and now the orchard was starting its fourth batch of growth and blooming.

With a lot planted behind the plum trees, the plum harvest was also considerable.

Jiang Mingyue hurried to brew wine and took inventory of the remaining jars, which were sufficient. Still, when all the plum wine is done, she would have to order more from Comrade Zhao.

Comrade Lao Zhao was introduced by Uncle Mute; his ancestors were all pottery kiln people. After being nationalized, he was given a job as a master. However, with many children and elderly bedridden, one person’s wages weren’t enough. He handed his job to his eldest son, collecting wild vegetables on the mountain as a cover, while secretly running a kiln with his family in a remote mountain.

Before Jiang Mingyue, Lao Zhao’s business was dull, but later, she became his biggest customer, giving him lower prices, saving lots of money.

Offering better terms only confirmed to Jiang Mingyue that this was a person worth long-term collaboration.

Once the plum wine was brewed, she finally felt tired, her consciousness automatically returning to her body. The girl in bed turned over and finally slept soundly until dawn.