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I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel-Chapter 148 - 145: Village Gossip Hits the Trending List
"Have you heard? Wu Cuilan’s daughter-in-law’s belly is carrying a child that’s not her son’s."
Gossip, it seems, can quickly make the rounds anywhere.
Just like now, as soon as Wang Guihua said this, it immediately drew a lot of curious glances.
"Auntie, are you serious?"
"Of course, it’s true. My eldest daughter heard it. It was Hehua who said it herself."
Then Wang Guihua recounted the whole gossip story in detail.
Apparently, a month ago, a few young kids went up the mountain to collect firewood and stumbled upon Yang the Third secretly meeting with Hehua. Hehua was crying, complaining about her hard life, and asking Yang the Third to come up with a plan since the child in her belly was his and not Jiang Beihua’s.
The kids didn’t understand what they were saying and didn’t think much of it. They only brought it up by chance last night. When the adults questioned them closely, they discovered this shocking secret.
Jiang Mingyue wanted to pin the blame on Yang the Third since there was no evidence to refute it!
If Liu Yinghe wasn’t taken away, it wouldn’t tarnish the reputation of Qingshan Village. But when this rumor reached the second household, it was a whole different story. Hehua could forget about having a good life in the second household for the rest of her days. Those second household people are narrow-minded, both foolish and malicious. There’s nothing they won’t do that you haven’t thought of. She’s just trying to find something to keep Liu Yinghe busy so she won’t bother Big Brother anymore, and incidentally help Shu Wenquan get some revenge.
Anyway, let the second household people fight among themselves; it saves others from coming to harm.
So, last night, after Jiang Mingyue left Yun Di’s place, she took a detour to the old house to do something... hehe! But that affair, the second household would definitely keep it internal and wouldn’t let it spread.
But clearly, Jiang Mingyue underestimated Jiang Beihua’s intelligence.
There was an aunt who chimed in; her family lives next door to the second household. Early this morning, before the sky had even lightened, they were making a huge ruckus, which they overheard from outside the fence.
"It should be true. That Hehua is not a decent person.
She’s involved with her brother-in-law as well. Beihua was woken up by the urge to pee this morning. He was the first to get up and found that his wife wasn’t by his side. He thought she’d gone to the toilet, but when he went to relieve himself, he didn’t see Hehua. Back in the courtyard, he spotted a familiar-looking handkerchief near his third brother’s door. He went over to pick it up, thinking someone at home had dropped it, but when he picked it up, he realized it was his wife’s.
Suspicious now, and just as Beiyang’s door was left slightly ajar, not fully closed, Beihua peered through the gap and saw two people lying on his brother’s bed.
Sigh! You can probably guess who it was, right?
Oh dear! The second household was in an uproar this morning. Honestly, these past few months, there’s been no peace at all. They’ve been making trouble every day, and now this happens.
What a mess!"
Compared to Wang Guihua’s hearsay, this neighbor aunt witnessed it firsthand, practically putting the nails on the coffin lid.
What followed was the lively discussion among the village aunts and grandmas.
But Jiang Mingyue didn’t linger long, withdrew her spiritual power, and before leaving, she glanced at the two warehouse guys listening to the gossip, their eyes lit up while listening, yet they were also neat and methodical in their work. Not bad! They’re promising young lads.
Jiang Mingyue didn’t know that this peachy rumor would become the villagers’ spiritual sustenance for the coming days.
She went to bed late last night and got up early this morning to see the effect, now she was preparing to take a nap.
Before sleeping, she extended her spiritual power to the old house again and listened to the conversation, piecing together the main points of what happened.
So, after seeing two people in his third brother’s bed through the door crack this morning, Jiang Beihua guessed what had happened and burst in angrily to confirm what he saw with his own eyes.
Although the two were fully clothed and still sound asleep, their intertwined, warming embrace was just like two lovers whispering sweetly, which fanned the flames of Jiang Beihua’s anger, not allowing him to back down due to his manly pride.
He went into the yard, grabbed a wooden stick, and swung it at Jiang Beiyang, waking him up in confusion at the sudden attack, but was then knocked back onto the bed by another blow from Jiang Beihua, who hit him on the head. Until now, he hasn’t woken up yet; the bleeding on his head has been stopped with herbal ash, but it remains uncertain if he’ll regain consciousness.
Meanwhile, Wu Cuilan is being reprimanded by her eldest son, mocking her for raising such a good-for-nothing son, the type who sneaks around, unable to resist making a move on his pregnant sister-in-law right after Yang the Third’s death, simply lower than animals.
However, the good-for-nothing Jiang Beiyang remains unconscious, and no matter how furious Jiang Beihua is, he can’t fully unleash his anger, leaving him to argue with Wu Cuilan.
Wu Cuilan is bossy in front of the villagers, but she becomes docile as a turtle around her eldest son, only lowering her head.
After venting his feelings, Jiang Beihua remembered that the key character had been overlooked. So, regardless of Hehua’s pregnancy, he slapped her face until Jiang Beishan returned with information that the child in his sister-in-law’s belly belonged to Yang the Third, which officially brought down the second household.
Jiang Mingyue originally wanted to see what would happen when Jiang Beiyang woke up, but since he remained unconscious, she lost patience.
She went back home and pulled the covers over her head to sleep.
When she woke up and checked the old house again, she saw some people gathered around for the spectacle, gossiping that Jiang Beiyang had gone mad.
Mad?
This outcome was quite unexpected for Jiang Mingyue. She never imagined that the blow Jiang Beihua dealt to his head would have such an earth-shattering effect.
Now, things at the old house are getting even more chaotic.
Jiang Mingyue was quite satisfied as she withdrew her spiritual power; it was already afternoon, and Mrs. Jiang had kept some food warm for her in the pot.
A bowl of steamed egg custard, two egg pancakes, and half a bowl of shepherd’s purse pork dumplings.
Suiting her taste very well, she sat down, ate her fill, spent two hours with Xiao Ran and Xiao Hui, then returned to her room to enter the space.
She had harvested a batch of grain in the morning, two thousand jin of rice, and the buckwheat from one acre of land.
The rice was stored in the warehouse, and the buckwheat was set aside for brewing wine later.
However, there’s no rush; she spent the morning preparing the land. Using her spiritual power again, Jiang Mingyue tilled the soil and began planting rice, changing one acre to soybeans. Once the soybeans are ready, she can make tofu.
Lightning, like a king patrolling the mountain, roamed through the pine forest, caught his master’s scent, and swiftly leaped out of the woods, quickly appearing before Jiang Mingyue.
Following her for over a month, at first, she had given him live chickens and rabbits. Later, she noticed that this white ball didn’t like live poultry, preferring whatever humans ate.
Even now, as she’s brewing wine, he shows a hopeful look that he desires a drink too.
"Want a sip?"
He nods.
"You can’t drink." Then she wondered, would a wolf get drunk like humans?
This question soon reached Yan Jinzhi, who was performing test data, and he replied with a line: "Yes, it would get drunk."
This white ball now seems particularly gluttonous, wanting to taste everything he sees. Previously, when he was with Yan Jinzhi, White Ball didn’t have any requests. According to the zookeeper’s advice, a specific diet was made, which didn’t taste good as per the data, but Lightning had never complained.
Now, he has learned to be picky.







