Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Daoist Zhang couldnât help but sigh when he received the news. He pitied the original Chen Xiaomei and Bai Ruirui. âThe child is innocent. I wonder if Madam Chen will be as lucky as Madam Fu.â
Jiang Yi did not say anything because he did not know. There were some things that no one could say for sure.
âBy the way, Mr. Jiang.â Daoist Zhang continued, âI heard that Madam Fu wants to build a road for the village?â
Jiang Yi: âYes, Iâm in charge of this matter now.â
Daoist Zhang asked, âDid you meet her today?â
Jiang Yi paused for a moment. âNo, she doesnât remember me.â
Hearing the obvious weakness in the manâs voice, Daoist Zhang could not help but sigh again. Fortunately, this decisive person in the business world was an affectionate person, which meant that he would not be too bad. Some things were still manageable. He was worried that Jiang Yi would be crazy and have no scruples. â⦠Perhaps she just temporarily forgot you.â Daoist Zhang could not help but comfort him.
Jiang Yi could not say anything else. âThank you for your kind words.â
Daoist Zhang smiled and said, âBuilding roads and bridges is a good thing for the people. Everyone who passes by on that road will owe you a favor. Therefore, if you have spare energy, you can build a few more roads. This is also a kind of blessing.â
Jiang Yi immediately thought of how Jiang Xinyuan had used all his merits in his previous life to exchange for Fu Xinâs return. âThen letâs name the road repair after Jiang Xinyuan. Is that okay? Can we attribute the blessings to him?â
Daoist Zhang was stunned. ââ¦Of course.â However, the name was a little strange. Which road was called Jiang Xinyuan Road? When he grew up and faced the âJiang Xinyuan Roadâ from all over the country, he would probably want to roll his eyes at his father, right?
While Jiang Yi was organizing the road repairs, Jiang Xinyuan had already prepared dinner.
When they returned home, the mother and son dealt with the ingredients together.
âYou donât have to peel eggplants, right? The skin of roasted eggplants with garlic is also very delicious.â Speaking of this, Fu Xin suddenly couldnât help but drool. She really hadnât eaten barbecue in a long time and missed it very much. However, she only knew how to eat and didnât know how to cook. Hence, she looked at Jiang Xinyuan eagerly. âSon, do you know how to make roasted eggplants with garlic? Why donât we save this eggplants and tonightâs garlic? We can save some garlic tomorrow and find a place to make roasted eggplants with garlic? Itâs very delicious and super fragrant.â
âI can learn.â Jiang Xinyuan gave her such an answer. Although he did not know how to do it, as long as his mother wanted to eat it, he could learn it. Then, he followed his motherâs instructions and began to pick garlic. He placed the eggplant and garlic together and prepared to eat it tomorrow.
âYouâre really Mommyâs little angel! Little cutie.â Fu Xin hugged his forehead excitedly and kissed him. âGet your phone tonight and check how to make garlic eggplants. Weâll make them tomorrow! Let me tell you, itâs really delicious. You must like it too!â
Jiang Xinyuan blushed from Fu Xinâs kiss. He smiled and said, âIf Mom likes it, Iâll definitely like it too! Iâll definitely learn.â
Fu Xin nodded repeatedly as she patted his little head and agreed. âYes, youâre so smart. You definitely know how to do it.â
Jiang Xinyuan continued, âI still have to learn how to roast fish.â
Fu Xin pinched his chubby face. âYou still remember that Mom wants to eat grilled fish? Why are you so considerate?â
Jiang Xinyuan stretched out his face and let his mother pinch it. âI remember everything Mom said.â
[Iâm so sour that I canât speak. I seem to have transformed into a lemon.]
[Letâs not talk about whether this child can make garlic eggplant or not. Just look at how heâs willing to answer Fu Xin when she wants to eat something. Heâs willing to learn and not talk nonsense. Heâs already killed countless men in an instant.]
[What kind of position should I use to get pregnant to give birth to such a son?
Fu Xin, can you share it? I want to give birth now. Iâm going to die of jealousy.]
[You might have to ask President Jiang about this. After all, if President Jiang was brave enough, Fu Xin might have faintedâ¦]
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Jiang Yi, who was being discussed by everyone, was making grilled fish. It was rented secretly next to Room 4. The landlord would definitely have nothing to say. Who would have any objections to making money? The landlord even helped Jiang Yi and his assistant prepare two rooms and went to the reservoir to fish out a sea bass with few thorns. He even specially handled it before handing it to Jiang Yi. The villagers were all simple and honest. They also wanted to have a good impression of such a generous and good-looking guest..