Chapter 64: Taking credit
The next morning, Jiang Chen got up and picked up the clothes thrown on the edge of the kang and wanted to put them on. When he picked them up, he realized that the clothes were torn.
"Tsk." He threw away the clothes at hand in disgust and opened the wardrobe to see if there were any cleaner clothes.
As soon as the wardrobe was opened, all the tattered clothes were gone, replaced by neatly folded new clothes.
There was a faint fragrance on the clothes. These were the clothes made for him by Ye Rou.
Jiang Chen opened the wardrobe door and stood there for a long time.
He put on the new clothes stiffly, with very little force.
Ye Rou pushed the door open and saw Jiang Chen coming out.
Jiang Chen is tall and strong, with an upright posture. He is wearing a white shirt and black casual pants. He has handsome features, deep and clear contours, eyes as deep as pools of water, a straight nose, sexy thin lips, and an elegant and noble temperament.
He has completely changed his previous dissolute and downtrodden look and looks extraordinarily handsome.
Ye Rou felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment: "Does it fit? Is there anything uncomfortable?"
She circled around Jiang Chen, pulling and tugging at him.
Jiang Chen chuckled, grabbed Ye Rou's wrist and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on Ye Rou's shoulder: "Thank you."
His hot and moist breath hit Ye Rou's neck, and she felt a little itchy but did not avoid it.
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Jiang Yu's wife went to their house and cried early in the morning. Jiang Huan was tired of listening to her and ran out, but no one knew where to go.
After walking around the village, I saw the yard at the foot of the mountain. I thought about how long it had been since I had come to Jiang Chen's place since I got married.
Ye Rou had just finished her meal and was about to go to the clinic when she heard someone knocking on the door, so she went to open it.
Jiang Huan was stunned when he saw her.
She was wearing denim overalls, a white shirt with a small collar and floral patterns, and had two pigtails. She looked well-behaved and pretty.
He was stunned for a moment before saying, "I'm here to find Jiang Chen."
Ye Rou opened the door: "Come in."
Jiang Huan followed her in, glanced across the yard, and was suddenly startled.
It was completely different from what he saw the last time he came. The overgrown yard had been cleaned up and was now planted with neatly arranged green vegetable sprouts.
Jiang Chen was sitting in the yard eating.
Jiang Huan walked closer and stared at Jiang Chen.
The white shirt he was wearing was a style Jiang Huan had never seen before. Jiang Chen was handsome to begin with, and he looked even more handsome in a white shirt.
Ye Rou returned to the kitchen and got a bowl and chopsticks for Jiang Huan.
Jiang Huan sat down stiffly: "Ye Rou, don't bother me, I've already eaten."
"You guys chat, I'm going to the clinic first." Ye Rou returned to her room and put on her canvas bag. When she passed by Jiang Chen, he grabbed her.
"What's the matter?"
Her voice was gentle, and Jiang Chen raised the corner of his lips. He grabbed Ye Rou's hand and pressed it against his head, "I have a headache."
Ye Rou observed his expression carefully. He was not frowning and his expression was relaxed, which was obviously fake.
She pushed away the big head that was leaning against her hands and said, "I took a day off yesterday, so I can't take a day off today."
After saying that, she shook her wrist to signal Jiang Chen to let go.
Jiang Chen reluctantly let go. Ye Rou nodded to Jiang Huan and went to the clinic.
As soon as Ye Rou left, Jiang Huan was about to speak, but his eyes fell on the table full of food and widened.
There are also steamed buns with thin skin and large, crystal-clear fillings, as well as pork jerky that Ye Rou had dried in her spare time, and pickled green bamboo shoots.
Jiang Huan reached out to touch the buns, but Jiang Chen slapped his hand away.
He covered his painful hand and complained, "Jiang Chen, you're going too far. I can't even eat a bun."
Jiang Yu thought about the last time Uncle Jiang came and ate the wontons Ye Rou made for him, and then looked at Jiang Huan who was calling out non-stop.
It turned out to be father and son.
Tired of listening, he picked the smallest one and gave it to Jiang Huan.
Jiang Huan glared at Jiang Chen, wanting to call him stingy, but then he remembered that Jiang Chen had always had this overbearing personality since he was a child, and that other people were not allowed to touch or even look at his things.
He swallowed the complaint that was about to come to his lips and took the bun.
When the bun came into his hand, he looked at it strangely, because it was transparent. When he shook it gently, the soup inside rolled out. Jiang Huan had never seen such a bun before, and he didn't know how to eat it. If he squeezed it with a little more force, it would be crushed.
I secretly went to see Jiang Chen and saw him pick up the bun, take a small bite out of it, drink the soup, and then stuff the whole thing into his mouth.
He learned how to do it, and he bit into the soup first. The hot golden soup came out, and his tongue felt numb at first, and then it tasted delicious, and his mouth was full of the soup.
He stuffed the dough and meat filling into his mouth, feeling satisfied. He sighed deeply and looked at the dumplings again, his eyes green with envy: "Jiang Chen, I want to eat another one."
Jiang Chen covered it with his big hand, opened his eyelids, and asked impatiently: "What are you doing here?"
Jiang Huan stared at the little boy and replied, "Jiang Yu's wife is crying at my house. She's been crying all day. I got tired of it and hid away."
Seeing Jiang Chen slowly eating his buns, Jiang Huan swallowed his saliva and said enviously, "You live such a comfortable life."
It's obvious that this meal is Ye Rou's work, just like the impression she gives people, exquisite and beautiful.
When Jiang Huan heard that Jiang Chen spent two hundred to buy Ye Rou, he laughed at him for being stupid, but now it seems that he is living a life like a god.
Marry a good wife, have new clothes to wear, and eat better than in state-owned restaurants.
In comparison, he is the more miserable. His wife can't cook and always ignores him.
He always felt sorry for Jiang Chen.
Before he was fifteen, Jiang Chen always wore ragged clothes and looked like a ghost. He still clearly remembered that one time his mother made braised pork, and Jiang Chen came while they were eating.
Jiang Chen must have been hungry for many days. He stared at the meat in his bowl with green light in his eyes.
His father invited Jiang Chen to have dinner, but Jiang Chen refused and walked away with his straw sandals tapping on.
His back looks miserable and pitiful.
Now the situation is completely reversed, he began to envy Jiang Chen.
"Brother Jiang!" Zhou Liang pushed the door open and came in, followed by a group of people.
When they came in, they all shouted in unison: "Brother Jiang!"
Jiang Huan frowned. He had never seen many of the people following Zhou Liang before. They were obviously not from the village.
Seeing Jiang Huan, Zhou Liang nodded.
Just as she turned around to talk to Brother Jiang, she took one look at his clothes and her eyes widened: "Brother Jiang, where did you buy this outfit? It's so handsome!"
What is popular now is the Zhongshan jacket made of dark green or dark blue fabrics and shirts with small collars, which are loose, baggy and shapeless.
The shirt that his brother Jiang was wearing had a wide collar, not a small collar that made him feel cramped, and he didn't look bulky when he wore it. Zhou Liang was so envious that he shouted that he wanted to buy one too.
Jiang Chen snorted and laughed: "You can't buy it."
Zhou Liang reacted: "Did my sister-in-law make it?"
Jiang Chen responded.
Zhou Liang felt jealous. Ever since his brother Jiang got married, his status and class had improved. They, the little brothers, dressed in rags, felt embarrassed for standing next to Brother Jiang.
He also wants a wife.
Zhou Liang's resentful look made Jiang Chen furious: "Let's talk business."
Zhou Liang glanced at Jiang Huan.
Jiang Huan stood up and said goodbye to Jiang Chen.
After he went out, he looked back at the house at the foot of the mountain.
Jiang Chen is no longer the poor little guy he used to be.
Zhou Liang immediately said, "Those two people from Lijia Village are making a move."
Brother Jiang asked him to keep an eye on the village chiefs Li Jing and Li Si, and he intercepted this letter today.
He took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen tore it open and read it, then snorted and laughed: "Want to steal Ye Rou's credit?"
After reading the letter, Zhou Liang was also disgusted: "Brother Jiang, what should we do?"
Jiang Chen pointed at the name of the recipient, Yu Chengping, and smiled particularly coldly.
Li Jing must have something on Yu Chengping.
It seems that I have to go to Lijia Village again.
He asked, "I heard that the new county magistrate and Yu Chengping don't get along?"
Zhou Liang nodded. "Jiang Weiguo wants the Public Security Bureau to set up a special investigation team on human traffickers, but Yu Chengping disagrees."
Jiang Chen handed the letter to Zhou Liang: "Give this letter to Yu Chengping, and have Meng Guan write another one, changing the name to Ye Rou and send it to Jiang Weiguo."
Zhou Liang understood and smiled in an especially wicked way.
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