Chapter 337 - 35: The Doomed Sister-in-law in the Group-Pampered Novel

She had been eavesdropping outside, and she was displeased when they talked about the house.

The brick house was supposed to be hers. After all, she was about to have a baby, and it wouldn’t be right to have the child grow up in a mud-brick house. But she couldn’t bring herself to demand the house her brother-in-law had worked hard for.

Now things were better. They didn’t care at all. After getting the house, they tore it down, leaving behind some broken bricks and rubble to build two walls for both families, and even made a stove. Both families are still cooking on the same stove.

After Wang Fengjiao finished speaking, she ran away. Lv Cuiping was now cursing whoever she caught, and she wasn’t going to stay here waiting to be scolded.

But Lv Cuiping didn’t have the time to curse her anymore.

She was infuriated and had fallen again, lying on the bed with half of her face paralyzed and the other half filled with resentment, an indescribable horror and eeriness.

Xie Yumian was full of unwillingness and anger.

"Why did he tear down our parents’ house!"

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"You almost angered your mother-in-law to death."

Little Buding was now fascinated by watching Jiang Lai spar with Lv Cuiping and Liu Yan, finding it far more exciting than TV dramas. These two women were famous for being tough in the nearby villages, skilled in both cursing and fighting, yet Jiang Lai had managed to subdue them completely.

Especially Lv Cuiping, she would start screaming irrationally at the mention of Jiang Lai’s name.

This verbal attack had zero harm to Jiang Lai besides making Cuiping dry-throated, hence Little Buding wasn’t very interested in Lv Cuiping anymore.

It was now looking forward to Liu Yan.

These days she went back to recover, and it’s clear she’s about to bring people over to demand the house and money. Jiang Lai still looked calm and composed, considering Liu Yan’s current combat strength might still make a good show for a few more episodes.

Jiang Lai calmly counted the money in her hand.

A few days ago she had helped a county publishing house translate a foreign book, earning over a hundred yuan along with the previous savings.

"Seven hundred in total."

Xie Jian looked at the tall stack of cash in front of him and felt calm.

"That’s quite a lot."

"It’s not much, only this much, still far from ten thousand."

Ten thousand households.

Xie Jian wasn’t familiar with this term, something he’d never considered in his life, just casually came out from Jiang Lai’s mouth.

"There’s only one ten thousand household in the whole team, his family bought a tractor for personal use."

But the whole village had to gather funds just to buy one tractor, showing how difficult it was to buy one based on personal ability.

"Then let’s become a ten thousand household, buy a tractor."

"Are you planning on something?"

"Yes, find a way to make money, become a ten thousand household sooner."

"Whatever you do, I’ll follow. I’m not smart, I can do the hard labor."

Xie Jian knows all the money here was earned by Jiang Lai. A woman, in just a few months, earned so much, even bought a bicycle, more than he’d earned in years at the mine.

She didn’t care about the brick house at home, even willing to smash it for a little money, doing everything based on happiness.

Xie Jian was happy to follow behind her, only to stand up to protect her at critical moments.

Now most of the other tasks are done, just this living a good life, Little Buding said it could still be pursued.

After all, a good life is quite abstract, how good is considered good?

Jiang Lai didn’t say much, then just live the best life, isn’t that good, this year the term ten thousand household was popular, then find a way to become a ten thousand household.

Jiang Lai thought quickly, and then she brought Xie Jian and his bicycle, heading to the neighboring village.

Here by the river, every household raised ducks and geese, Jiang Lai arrived and said nothing, directly took a borrowed loudspeaker from the village and hung it on the bicycle and shouted.

"Buying, duck eggs, goose eggs, duck eggs two cents each, goose eggs four cents each."

The loudspeaker was very loud, soon someone came and asked.

"How much do you want?"

"As much as you’ve got."

Soon someone came with a basket, lifting the white cloth revealing dozens of duck eggs neatly stacked inside.

"All water duck eggs, cleaned and very good."

Jiang Lai counted, more than a hundred, without a word directly paid by the number, and let her go back to spread the word.

Soon people were surrounding Jiang Lai.

The ducks and geese here were all self-raised, the eggs self-gathered, although not in large numbers but many came.

Soon the baskets hung on both sides of the bicycle were filled, in one trip collected a lot, spent more than sixty altogether.

After collecting the eggs, Jiang Lai directly took Xie Jian with the bike to the nearby town, which she knew well, after quickly finding the trading place, hung up the sign.

Next to it was a textile factory, the women inside came over after work, seeing Jiang Lai’s basket full of eggs, pure white and clean, very pretty, asking about the price.

"Duck egg six cents, goose egg thirteen cents each, see this size, one is enough for a dish, however you cook it’s delicious, good for kids and the elderly!"

A bit more expensive than other places, but winning on quality, Jiang Lai also broke one duck egg and one goose egg on site, the bright red yolk inside, several workers impatiently each bought over a dozen.

One big sister was even more generous, buying fifty each of duck and goose eggs.

The business went well, Xie Jian was responsible for the eggs, Jiang Lai for the money, almost no idle time.

The over a thousand eggs were sold out in less than two hours, only a few cracked eggs were left at the bottom, Xie Jian cherished these, poured them out, packed them, on the way home he bought a sugar-coated hawthorn Jiang Lai had handed him.

They slowly walked, eating along the way, back home Jiang Lai poured out all the money from her pocket and counted.

"Here two hundred and three altogether, cost sixty-two, made a profit of one hundred forty-one today."

Making over a hundred in one day, others hearing it would think it’s fantasy.

Over a hundred, village folks couldn’t earn in a year.

For the following few days, Xie Jian continued with Jiang Lai to other villages to collect things, initially it was duck eggs, goose eggs, and chicken eggs, later Jiang Lai simply started collecting other things.

For example, second-hand sewing machines.

New models came out, old ones not working well, couldn’t be sold, Jiang Lai bought for twenty bucks, went to town to have someone repaint it, over two bucks.

Then went to another village, selling for two hundred bucks without a ticket.

One round trip, more than a hundred again.

Initially, Xie Jian just watched beside her, helped a bit so Jiang Lai didn’t need to do it herself.

After one day earning over three hundred through reselling, Xie Jian suddenly said.

"Buy that second-hand tractor, I’ll study repairing it, make these tasks easier later on."