I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel

Chapter 420 - 359: The Red Matchmaker Star Stirred

"Quick, quick, quick! Just carry him to my house, Yun Di, go call Uncle Liu over."

When Jiang Mingyue and Xia Xiaosi stood up, they saw a group of people carrying someone into the yard.

Jiang Mingyue was startled when she saw it was Jiao Can.

"What happened here?" someone asked aloud.

Jiao Can, the injured person, waved his hand nonchalantly, "It’s nothing serious." He didn’t want his loved one to be sad and cry.

An evasive answer, not wanting his loved one to think of that moment just now.

But someone always steps forward to reveal the truth.

Xiao Linzi, who had a good relationship with Jiao Can, immediately explained, "Got hit by a rock rolling down the mountain!"

It turns out the village was using this gradually idle time to build a water channel at the foot of the mountain. On the east side of the mountain, there’s a plot of farmland belonging to Qingshan Village, with flat terrain and fertile soil, perfect for planting rice. But irrigation was a big problem; in previous years, they waited for rain to plant. If there was a sudden overnight storm, the village would organize people to carry hoes overnight to channel water for irrigation.

In fact, with the Lan River, they could completely dig a channel to lead the water over, but the previous leadership was not concerned with benefiting the people. They only wanted to be like rats stealing from the collective granary, naturally unwilling to spend money on cement mortar for the channel, delaying it until the current administration.

Jiang Jian Country mobilized all the young and able-bodied workers in the village to dig the channel. One small hill, after a hoe strike, revealed rock, so everyone used blasting powder. Initially, everything was calm, but when they blasted, it caused a giant stone to loosen on the mountain. When everyone resumed work, that huge stone suddenly rolled down from the mountain.

Jiang Jian Country immediately ordered an evacuation upon realizing the situation, but Jiang Zhenmei, because she sprained her foot, was delayed. Seeing the massive stone about to hit her, Jiao Can pulled her aside at the critical moment but got injured himself.

That’s how it happened!

Compared to others, Jiang Mingyue wanted to add: Fascinating! Fascinating!

Although delayed by two months, the situation somewhat resembled the case in the book.

The only difference is the main character changed.

The book mentioned that Zhai Hanjin was injured in this accident; he got hurt saving Jiang Zhenmei from the big stone.

Because of that, Jiang Zhenmei decided to marry him.

But now it’s Jiao Can who is involved. In the book, Jiao Can traveled a great distance to Beijing, bringing someone back from the construction site, continuously waiting for the girl who once laughed at him, the girl treasured in his heart.

Jiang Mingyue observed Jiao Can discreetly, finding the deep love in his eyes, no longer hidden as before.

Looking at Third Sister Zhenmei, despite being anxious, her gaze met Jiao Can’s several times, quickly lowering her head with a blush.

Well, they have fallen for each other.

The third family is probably going to arrange a wedding soon!

Fortunately, Jiao Can’s injuries aren’t severe; he has some abrasions on his back. After Old Liu cleaned up the rubble and applied medicine, he checked other minor injuries.

Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Jiao Can felt helpless too, "I told you I’m fine. You all were so anxious as if I’m about to keel over."

His joking tone made everyone burst into laughter, dispelling the gloom overhead.

Xiao Linzi teased, "Looks like I’ll soon be drinking your and Sister Zhenmei’s wedding wine."

The remark caused more laughter, while Jiang Zhenmei’s face turned completely red, too embarrassed to look at her childhood sweetheart.

The little couple’s mutual affection is something both families are happy to see.

The two families sat together, and on the same day, they made arrangements.

It’s agreed that someone will propose formally in the upcoming days, and the wedding must be held before the year’s end.

Aunt Jiao is eager to have her son marry his love, the girl she watched grow up, feeling life couldn’t be more complete.

Jiang Mingyue took Xiao Ran to visit the school, with gifts prepared in the backpack, of course.

Visiting the school, meeting teachers is imperative, especially this former teacher who’s been sending things to her, worried she’d go hungry.

Perhaps he didn’t understand the strength of the third family of Qingshan Village, assuming life in the countryside was hardships.

Or maybe he knew her days wouldn’t be too bad, yet couldn’t let go, unable to sleep peacefully without doing something.

If it’s the former, gifts are enough for reassurance.

If it’s the latter, she must genuinely reciprocate.

"Ming Yue," a familiar voice called from behind, and Jiang Mingyue turned around, realizing the person seemed breathless from chasing. Although opposite to the northern icy cold, it was winter, with low temperatures, yet he was sweating profusely on his forehead. What?

"Shu Wenquan, are you chasing wild boars?" Going all out for meat, after all, no one, like her, has an endless supply of meat.

"Slap!" Ferocious in appearance but weightless on shoulders, the scholar rarely laughed from being annoyed, "Who am I doing this for? Wild boar, are you comparing yourself to a wild boar?"

Jiang Mingyue understood, no wild boar to chase; he came purely to catch up with her.

Not necessarily the urgency for a meeting though.

"I heard you returned, hurriedly rushing over. How are things, isn’t life tough? Without Xiao Si among us, undoubtedly dull and boring. Why not come back, as you see, the school is built."

He guided her gaze like a diligent tour guide, "Right in front is the classroom, built three stories high as per your wish, total twelve classrooms. Ming Yue, I don’t know what you were thinking; in my view, with the children in Qingshan Village, one classroom is enough."

He investigated, estimating only about a dozen families willing to send children to school, with varying ages, youngest six, oldest eleven. All would be in one class, and the next year might see no new enrollments. When this batch graduates in five years, it’s questionable if there’ll be another class. You can’t have a separate class for just one or two children, might as well consolidate resources.

Truly incomprehensible; blame him for not asking clearly back then.

Jiang Mingyue didn’t explain; with time, they’ll realize these twelve classrooms are quite insightful.

Since it’s already built, can anyone tear it down?

"Do you have the teaching team ready?"

On this question, Shu Wenquan’s heart sank, "Including Mr. Yang and myself, there are four teachers altogether. Ming Yue, do you think we have too many? Will the village have concerns?" In his view, he’s redundant. Mr. Yang alone can be both principal, managing school affairs, and teacher, enlightening students; truly no need to waste public resources.

Jiang Mingyue thinks if she’s not soothing adequately today, this knowledgeable childhood friend might be tormented by his sense of guilt.

"No, the education department has agreed and issued related documents. In the future, Qingshan Village Primary School is not solely a community matter; it falls under the education department. Staffing will be reported for approval by Yang Xiaozhuang, receiving commodity grain without village support."