I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel

Chapter 95: Chapter 92: The Eldest Cousin Returns

"Yueyue! I’m starving! Quick, make me something to eat."

The impatient voice broke their silence. Jiang Mingyue snapped back to reality and saw her elder cousin looking disheveled. If it weren’t for the bike he was pushing, which symbolized his status, he might have been mistaken for a beggar.

"Bro, are you fleeing a disaster?"

"Quick, quick, or you’ll have to collect your brother’s corpse later."

"Sounds good, less mouth to feed."

"Hey! You little brat, you’re asking for a beating!"

Jiang Mingyue had already dashed into the inner courtyard.

Outside, Yun Di looked at the man he once saved, and aside from the absence of blood stains, there wasn’t much difference.

"Hey! Are you that Yun Di? What’s with that look? Call me ’bro,’ our Yueyue always respectfully calls me ’bro.’ Hurry up!"

Yun Di initially wanted to act superior as a lifesaver, but after hearing the latter part, he immediately dropped the idea and obligingly called him "bro."

Thinking to himself, she might call you ’bro,’ but respectfully? You dare say that?

"Hey! Kids should sweeten their words. Here, I’ve got candy for you." As he rummaged through his pockets, Yun Di imagined he might pull out a handful of fruit candies just like someone else, but was instead met with empty hands, "Ah! Gone! Next time, little bro."

Yun Di pouted, thinking how could that person have such an unreliable brother like you.

Yet, it was clear they were closer than even real brothers.

Jiang Mingyue wasn’t aware of the disjointed exchange at the door, and soon prepared some food.

Jiang Ming’an was drawn by the aroma.

"Wild vegetable and meat dumplings, nice, just the smell is appetizing. It’s the wild pork that has this aroma. What’s this?" Jiang Ming’an poked the dark lump.

"Roasted chicken with pine needles, if you don’t want it, I’ll take it away!" Pretending to take it, Jiang Ming’an immediately defended his food.

"Hey! Sis, you’re getting cheeky! Shoo shoo, don’t block me from eating."

Then his fingers skillfully peeled open the shell: "Mmm, smells good! It’s amazing. Not only does it have the savory aroma of roasted chicken, but also the fresh scent of pine needles." Jiang Ming’an quickly tore off a drumstick and fed himself, "The meat is particularly tender, fresh and soft, it’s perfect. Sis, hurry and make more, I’ll take some with me later."

Jiang Mingyue: "..." How did she end up with a cousin whose mouth was practically attached to her shoulder?

Joking aside, Jiang Mingyue still sprinted to her room, entered her space, and prepared the chicken, starting to roast over two hundred in one go.

The flowering beans she planted were also ready for harvest. Jiang Mingyue released her spiritual power, and soon the inventory in the storage showed over a thousand pounds of flowering beans, enough for Mrs. Jiang to make bean paste filling.

The ten acres of land were now growing coarse grains like potatoes and sweet potatoes. The corn in the cornfield was just right for the taking. Jiang Mingyue pulled out over two hundred packs, instantly turning them into green corn paste. Wrapped in corn husks and steamed, the corn fragrance soon filled the entire area, Jiang Mingyue remembered her cousin loved it, so she planned to bring some for him later.

After the large cousin was full, he sprawled out on their family’s grass mat, which Mrs. Jiang had woven needle by needle. Unexpectedly, he was the first to use it.

"Asleep?" Seeing his closed eyes, she asked softly.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly sleeping person, eyes still closed, responded irritably: "Yeah, asleep! Yueyue, I’m really something! One roasted chicken with pine needles, thirty dumplings, a dry pot of loach, and a bowl of egg and mint soup, all finished! I’m stuffed. Thinking back, these would’ve lasted me a week before."

Jiang Mingyue gave him a big eye roll: Why not mention how much each meal used to cost you? At this level now, it’s as if even a decade wouldn’t match one meal’s expense. It’s not just eating, it’s spending real money.

As for discussing appetite, she wasn’t getting into that.

Suddenly, the lying man sprang up in a swift motion, the gloom on his face disappearing, replaced with a mysterious look.

"Come here quickly."

Jiang Mingyue approached and saw him open the box he had brought on his bike’s rear rack, revealing a case full of golden items.

Next to it were five bundles of Big Black/pickles.

"Heavens! My brother is the best in the world!" She picked up a piece and bit it, "It’s actually small yellow croaker. Bro, you’re amazing."

"Of course, who do you think your brother is? Take all of these in, and don’t tire yourself anymore. Spend how you want, just live as you did in the past life. Don’t hold back for yourself."

Jiang Mingyue felt both happy and a bit sad. Happy that her big brother’s earning power was as strong as ever, no matter what cycle of reincarnation he was in; sad for herself, diligently farming to now, considering herself quite wealthy, but totaling only... fifty-two thousand. Yet here her cousin gives fifty million without hesitation, plus this box... ahhh, there’s no harm like comparison unless he’s your brother, otherwise she might drop dead from the contrast.

"Look, there’s another box." He continued his craziness by kicking it with his foot, and Jiang Mingyue noticed the second box, utterly forgetting to get excited. Was it another windfall?

Her crazily indulgent brother looked at her, half-smiling, "Your clothes and shoes, stop running around looking so shabby every day."

Clothes? Jiang Mingyue was disheartened! Wait a minute, who’s shabby?

"Bro, let’s be reasonable here. What era are we in? Stop getting all extravagant, we need to follow the path of the masses." For safety!

"Open it up and you’ll see."

Jiang Mingyue did open it.

What met her eyes wasn’t luxury but simple, classic long pants paired with white shirts, common in this era. But on closer inspection, whether the fabric or style, they had distinctive differences, crucially all in her size.

"Bro, are you teasing me again?" All clearly in her taste, yet incorporating current mainstream elements, stylish yet not over-the-top.

"Quick, where’s my roasted chicken with pine needles? Fill a basket, full."

Jiang Mingyue: "..." No choice, he’s her brother.

Jiang Mingyue ended up packing not only a basket of roasted chicken with pine needles, but also a basket of corn buns.

"Wait, Yueyue, why didn’t you give these goodies to your bro earlier?"

Jiang Mingyue had no interest in responding to this unreasonable person: what delicacy hadn’t she just served? How could he dare say that?

Jiang Ming’an tied them to his bicycle’s rear rack with ropes and chatted with his sister about other matters before leaving.

Like the day she went to see him, Xue Hong’s cousin, Xue Zongsheng, brought someone to replace Xue Hong’s job. Jiang Mingyue guessed it was the garlic-head guy who bumped into her.

Her mood soured instantly, but remembering her elder cousin was no pushover, she wasn’t worried.

The Xue family got the medicine they needed from her cousin’s hands, albeit without him showing up directly. Instead of five thousand, it sold for ten thousand, nearly emptying the Xue family’s savings. As for whether Xue Hong had woken up, nobody knew yet.