Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 321 - 19: The Cannon Fodder Sister-in-Law in the Group Pampering Novel (19)

Chapter 321: Chapter 19: The Cannon Fodder Sister-in-Law in the Group Pampering Novel (19)

"Pheasant meat, smells really good."

"How much is it?"

"This one’s a bit pricey, nine cents per pound. But if you have fabric coupons, I’ll give it to you for three cents per pound."

The man frowned and hesitated momentarily.

"No fabric coupons, will dessert coupons work?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lai nodded.

"Sure."

After this, Jiang Lai sold all the things she brought, and finally traded a bit of marinated mixed fish for an entire big bag of fried dough twists with the vendor next to her.

Since Jiang Lai arrived in this world, she hadn’t had any decent snacks. Usually, she only had overly sweet candies or the wild fruits Xie Jian picked from the mountains.

So this big bag of fried dough twists truly satisfied her cravings. On her way back, she couldn’t stop eating them and also used the exchanged dessert coupons to buy a solid piece of date paste cake. Jiang Lai took a bite; the sweet and sour, soft date paste paired perfectly with the crisp coating.

Perhaps it was because she hadn’t tasted anything good for so long, things that Jiang Lai wouldn’t have looked at twice before now brought her delightful joy.

There were a few new faces on the tractor; every passenger paid three cents to ride. The young guy driving the tractor would always greet Jiang Lai enthusiastically whenever he saw her, and Jiang Lai would nod in return.

This time, getting on the vehicle, just as she was about to sit on her usual little stool, she saw a clean and pretty girl sitting there. Beside her stood a man wearing a dark cyan cotton jacket, his posture upright and striking, as noticeable as a pine tree.

Jiang Lai’s gaze swept over the girl’s white shoes and then the man’s gray rubber casual shoes; these were not cheap items.

Besides these two, there were also two other unfamiliar faces: a middle-aged man with a black Lei Feng hat, consistently furrowing his brow, probably a leader.

Beside the man was a young fellow, pale and clean, continuously nodding and taking notes while listening to the leader.

This tractor was heading to the village, where the roads were laid with newly harvested wheat; only tractors and ox carts could pass, as other vehicles couldn’t get through, so folks coming and going from town always took this tractor.

Jiang Lai stood next to the middle-aged man, hugging her fried dough twists, listening to the man grumbling non-stop.

"Where am I supposed to find someone who speaks English! Say it earlier, or say it later, but no, you just had to say it now! The college exams have just resumed, and now you want to bring in some foreign experts. What can we do now? From where am I supposed to dig up an English speaker?"

The young man beside him kept his head down, afraid to chime in.

"And you call yourself a high school student! Can’t even utter a word in English!"

"During my schooling...no one taught these things."

"When the time comes for the school inspections, see if you can find anyone who speaks a bit of English. An expert is coming tomorrow, and in any case, you have to pull one out from somewhere!"

The young man showed a bitter expression, silently nodding.

Where on earth is he supposed to find one?

"Comrade, why are you looking for someone who speaks English?"

A clear voice suddenly sounded from beside him. The young man glanced at the leader, then quietly replied.

"There’s a returned overseas Chinese bringing back a lot of advanced technology, but we can’t find anyone who speaks English to communicate with them."

After saying this, the young man sighed and shook his head.

Why tell her this? She might not even know what an overseas Chinese is.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lai followed up with another question.

"Oh, so you need a translator, huh?"

"Yes, yes! You know about translators?"

"Is there any benefit to being your translator?"

The young man chuckled.

"Of course there is. Why? Do you know someone who speaks English?"

"I do."

"Really?!"

The young man’s excited voice rose, drawing the attention of many on the vehicle, and he quickly lowered his voice.

"You really know someone? We need someone who speaks fluent English, not just someone who can throw out a few words."

"Don’t worry, she speaks English as well as Chinese!"

The young man eagerly asked.

"Can you take me to see her? Can you take me to see her after we get off the vehicle?"

"You’ve already seen her, it’s me."

"...."

The young man’s expression changed faster than the weather.

He glanced at Jiang Lai from head to toe, and for a moment, he wondered if he’d encountered a fool, considering there were quite a few of this type in the village.

Seeing the evident disappointment and impatience in his eyes, Jiang Lai wasn’t in a hurry and continued speaking.

"You don’t believe me? You can test me."

"How do you say ’people’?"

"People."

The young man heard this and his expression changed; she really could say a bit.

"How do you say ’house’?"

"House."

"How about ’village’?"

"Village."

...

The young man asked quite a few more questions, testing all he knew and pointing randomly while consulting the English dictionary he’d borrowed earlier.

"How do you say ’wheat field’?"

"Wheatland."

"Then say, ’I’m harvesting wheat in the wheat field.’"

Jiang Lai smiled as she answered, fluently and crisply.

Though the young man didn’t quite understand her, Jiang Lai’s pure pronunciation fully convinced him that this woman truly spoke English!

"Who taught you English?"

"An old madman in the countryside."

"Old madman?!"

"Yeah, he used to be a university teacher in the city but later was sent to the countryside for reformation. After being kept in the pig pen for a few years, he went crazy. Sometimes, when I delivered food to him, he taught me English. He even claimed he studied abroad!"

The young man listened, heart heavy, momentarily speechless, unsure how to respond.

His mind was filled with pity and regret.

"Where is he now then?"

"He died."

"Died?!"

"Yep, died of illness."

The young man regretfully stamped his feet, eyes glowing as he looked at Jiang Lai.

"You really encountered an incredible person." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Teaching a countryside girl to speak fluent English really showed how incredible the old gentleman was.

What a pity, such a pity he didn’t hold on until spring arrived.

"You haven’t told me the benefits of helping with translation."

"When we get off the vehicle, talk to our leader. Whatever you want, just ask him directly."

Jiang Lai glanced at the middle-aged man sitting beside her, her gaze stopping at the light blue work clothes he wore under his coat.

"What are you guys doing in our village?"

"Inspection...uh, just visiting."

Just then the tractor stopped, Jiang Lai got off first, the young man trailing asking.

"Where can I find you tomorrow then?"

"My husband is named Xie Jian, just follow this road all the way and you’ll find our home. You can ask around."

"Then, then can I come pick you up early in the morning?"

Jiang Lai frowned.

"I have to go work in the fields."

"If you help us with translation, we’ll compensate you for the time lost."