Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

Chapter 196

Jiang ‘Rich’ Xiaoman1 (1)

The Jiang pair of uncle and niece suffered for two days before Jiang Xiumei finally returned from the village.

Her complexion was very ugly, her face pale and drained of color like an old piece of paper.

Seeing that she didn’t look right, Jiang Xing’s joy died down. He asked, “Mom, why are you making that expression? Did something bad happen while you were home?”

Jiang Xing immediately thought of his uncle’s family.

The two families had turned from relatives to enemies, and it was no longer possible for them to coexist peacefully. Hong Li and his father Hong Xingguo shared the same character. It was possible for them to have done something, taking advantage of the time when Jiang Xiumei was alone at home.

However, he had already thought of this possibility and sent a message in advance so if someone from the Hong family came to the village, they would immediately be kicked out.

He was also quite an influential person now. If the Hong family came to make trouble, then he could just have them thrown out.

“No, nothing bad happened.” Jiang Xiumei suddenly slapped her face and cried, “I’m such a pig head. Didn’t I collect Xiaoman’s New Year money last year and said that I would take care of them for her? I was afraid that she would spend them all.”

Hearing that it had something to do with her New Year money, Jiang Xiaoman also ran over immediately. She looked at Grandma with blinking eyes, waiting for the continuation of her story.

Jiang Xiumei sighed heavily and avoided Xiaoman’s eyes, whispering, “I just… have a habit of hiding things in the stove. When I went back to warm the stove, I forgot.”

It was a habit of the elderly, to hide and bury things.

It was due to the cultural revolution back then, where you couldn’t be seen having good stuff at home. No matter what you had, you had to hide them or you wouldn’t be able to keep it till tomorrow.

Jiang Xiumei had a habit of hiding things in the stove. It was dark, and no one would touch it. That was how she had always hidden things.

And as a result… an accident happened this time.

Jiang Xiumei said in a low voice, “I burnt all of Xiaoman’s New Year money…”

Jiang Xing: “…”

Jiang Xiaoman: “Wuu wuu wuu!!!”

Aaaaaahhh! Her money!!

She was already crying, feeling so sad and painful.

Uncle gave her several thousand yuan, but she only took one hundred.

Usually, she couldn’t bear spending them so she would hide them and give the rest to Grandma… but Grandma burnt them!

How much beef noodles with extra beef could she have eaten with so much money?

Xiaoman burst into tears.

Jiang Xiumei also deathly regretted it inside. She wanted to cry, but tears wouldn’t come out.

Old people were usually the most frugal ones, but unexpectedly, she made such a big mistake this time.

Jiang Xing comforted, “Mom, it’s okay, don’t think about it too much. Just a few thousand yuan, just consider it as throwing it into the water to hear what it sounded like. It’s fine, your son can make money now, this amount of money is nothing. Xiaoman too, don’t cry.”

“Wuu wuu wuu!!”

Jiang Xiumei glared, “What few thousand yuan? It was thirty thousand yuan!”

“I…” Fuck.

Jiang Xing also felt distressed.

Even if he was a boss now, he was also someone who was raised during hard times. He was also a frugal person, as could be seen from his car. Although he wanted to get a new one a long time ago, he actually grew fond of this broken car and wasn’t willing to change it.

Thirty thousand yuan.

Jiang Xing made a forced smile. “No, it’s okay. Just consider it as an offering to the God of the Stove. It will ensure that our family will always be prosperous in the years to come.”

“Wuu wuu wuu!!” Jiang Xiaoman still cried.

Life was so hard for her!

Jiang Xiumei sighed. “It was my mistake. I’m already senile and forgot it. That was the money I saved for Xiaoman’s education in the future, so she would have some money of her own. It’s all my fault.”

From the money that Jiang Xing usually gave Jiang Xiumei, other than for the daily household expenses, Jiang Xiumei kept the rest of them aside for Xiaoman.

Who would’ve thought that it would all be burnt in one go?

Jiang Xing looked at his mother, then at his niece, and said, “This is because I didn’t think about it well. How can I make you save up for Xiaoman’s tuition? I will prepare the money for her education and the dowry for her marriage.”

After saying that, Jiang Xing went out to do something and said that he would give them a surprise when he came home.

Jiang Xiaoman stopped crying too. Seeing that Grandma was too sad, she stopped crying and comforted her by saying that she would eat less food and meat, and wouldn’t eat as many snacks and sweets daily, so she could save some money back.

Jiang Xiumei just sighed.

Her heart felt as if someone was swinging a hammer down on it, making her feel like her heart was dripping blood. She knew that making money was difficult. Her son’s money didn’t just arrive from nowhere, so how could she just destroy it like that?

The two sighed, and even the food did not taste good.

Footnote:

1. The word used for rich woman here refers to rich old ladies/grandmas