After three rounds of wine and five dishes, grandpa finally spoke and asked about Kexin.
"Jiu'er, are you sure you can make money from selling food this time?"
Jiang Kexin glanced sideways at her smiling grandfather, knowing that he was testing her. She lowered her eyes for a moment, then raised her confident face again and said, "I'm 90% sure I can make money. If nothing unexpected happens, it's 100%."
Instead of hiding her little thoughts, it is better to speak honestly. Even if she does not tell the truth, her grandfather who has been the village chief for more than 30 years is not necessarily a fool. Sooner or later he will see through her tricks of hiding her shortcomings.
Jiang Wuli tapped the table with his fingers, hummed softly, and asked again, "What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid of the government and the local thugs."
Hearing this, Grandpa smiled, feeling very satisfied. "I've been the village chief for many years, and I know quite a few of the police chiefs in the government office. Just go ahead and do your job. I'll contact them for you."
Ke Xin's mood was instantly elated, with stars twinkling in her eyes: "Master, don't worry, as long as I can sell food safely, I will not treat the official unfairly."
Linglong is much smarter than her brothers. It would be great if it was a boy.
Jiang nodded helplessly and remained silent for a while. He stood up and said, "It's getting late. You should get some rest early. We'll be setting up the stall tomorrow. Prepare everything you need to avoid a scramble later."
Jiang Xin wanted to take Grandpa back, but Ke Xin stopped him. She supported Grandpa, smiled with her eyebrows curved, and said, "Grandpa, I'll take you back."
When everyone heard that Xiaojiu was going to send him off, Dad Yongtian was the first to disagree. Before he could say no, Jiang Wuli on the other side said with a smile: "Oh, it's my Xiaojiu who really cares about me!"
After saying that, the grandfather and grandson walked out talking and laughing.
In the quiet mountain village, there are occasional dog calls, and the figures of the grandfather and grandson are elongated by the moonlight hanging in the sky.
"Grandpa, there's something I don't understand."
After walking out of her yard, Jiang Kexin asked the doubts in her heart.
Grandpa knew that she had taken the initiative to send him home, so she must have something to say, but he couldn't guess what it was, so he said, "Ask."
"Grandpa has been the village chief for over thirty years and knows all the shopkeepers and officials in town, so why is our family still so poor?"
He was so poor that he would rather let his brothers marry ugly wives than lend a helping hand. Logically speaking, the village chief did not have much power, but he could still seek some benefits for his family in the village.
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Wuli was stunned at first, then slowly lowered his head, and his steps became slower and heavier.
Jiang Kexin did not urge her grandfather. Although she did not know why, she believed that her grandfather must have his own difficulties. Otherwise, her two uncles and her father were so poor. Could it be that the three sons were not his biological sons?
After a long moment, Jiang Wuli turned his head and looked at her intently: "Who are you?"
It absolutely couldn't be her own granddaughter. Although Ke Xin was not stupid, she would never dare to ask herself this question.
The moment Jiang Kexin opened her mouth, Jiang Wuli stopped her from saying anything: "Don't try to fool me with your tricks. If you tell me once that a ghost is coming, people will believe it. But if you tell me too much, it will become a joke."
"Amazing! Grandpa is worthy of being the village chief. He's not afraid of ghosts."
After Jiang Kexin took off her disguise, she was puzzled. She had fooled her parents and brothers, but why couldn't she fool this grandfather who was over 60 years old?
Maybe, perhaps, the parents subconsciously did not want to accept that their daughter had left them, so they would rather believe that the self in front of them had changed her personality because she did not die.
Jiang Kexin spit out the muddy words in her heart and said, "My name is Jiang Kexin. I come from the future world. I was killed by my fiancé and best friend. By some strange coincidence, my soul possessed your granddaughter, who had committed suicide by jumping into the river three days ago. Perhaps it's because we have the same name, so I used your granddaughter's body to live a new life."
Jiang Wuli heard these bosses talking with their mouths open, and sighed for a long time. The wind blew and lifted the corners of the two men's clothes, but they did not move forward, but stood there in silence for a while.
Jiang Wuli: "You...you know..."
"I don't know where your granddaughter's soul has gone. Perhaps she's been reincarnated, or perhaps she's using my body right now to live again in our place. But I can tell you clearly that since I'm using your granddaughter's body, her family is my family. I will never harm anyone in the Jiang family. I swear to heaven."
She even swore an oath, which shows that Jiang Kexin is sincere.
Well, she is so smart, it doesn’t hurt to tell her some things, it’s not a good thing anyway.
"When you were just born, the master from Lingjue Temple came to our village and begged for alms. At that time, we hadn't yet separated. The master frowned when he saw you and said that you were destined to suffer many misfortunes. If you could overcome this hurdle, you would be destined to be rich and prosperous."
Jiang Wuli pulled his gaze back from the distant sky and looked at Jiang Kexin again: "It seems that what the master said is right. From now on, you are Jiang Kexin, my Jiuer. Don't tell this to anyone else. This is the end."
Jiang Kexin naturally understood the interests involved and nodded in agreement.
After a moment, the two men started moving again, walking slowly forward. Only then did Jiang Wuli reply to Xiaojiu's question: "It's not that I don't find work for your father and your two uncles, but they make money and all kinds of things come one after another, and the money they earn is not enough to pay for medical treatment."
After a long while, he continued, "Later, I didn't care about them anymore. On the contrary, they were very successful. It's just that their family is a little poor, but it's better than having no life at all."
Jiang Kexin: .....
This is too fantastical, but science really can't explain it.
After sending her grandfather to her uncle's house, when she was about to go back, her grandfather suddenly called her: "If you become rich, please help your uncle's family if you can, Grandpa..."
Jiang Kexin interrupted her grandfather's second half of the sentence. She didn't want to see such an old grandfather come to her for help, so she took the initiative to say, "Grandpa, don't worry. I will definitely help my brothers. I won't let my family eat meat while my uncles and brothers eat pickles."
Jiang nodded weakly, tears in his eyes, and waved at Kexin. It seemed that at this moment he had aged ten years. He was no longer a shrewd old man, but a pitiful old man who was trying to find a way out for his son.
Jiang Kexin returned home and lay on the bed. The thin quilt on her body was softened by her mother's drying in the sun, and the mattress under her was made of new cotton. Although her family was so poor, they had never treated her badly. She should cherish such a good family even more.
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