Quick Wear: She Became the Beloved of the Short-lived Male Supporting Character

Chapter 127: The Cannon Fodder Male Supporting Character in Farming Literature (10)

The doctor took her pulse.

It is said that he has been hungry and cold for a long time, and coupled with excessive worries recently, his heart fire is strong, but his body is very weak. He needs to relax and pay more attention to food supplements in daily life.

If she doesn't take good care of herself, she will suffer in the future.

Seventeen listened carefully to what the doctor said.

Thinking of the frostbite on Jiang Wan's hands, he quickly took Jiang Wan's hand, asked the doctor to take a look at her, and gestured for some ointment to apply.

Seeing how anxious he was, the doctor raised his lips with relief, "The Jiang family has suffered so much for this little girl for so many years. It seems that they did a good job in picking you up. I hope that all the hard work will pay off."

The doctor gave him the ointment and told him it cost twenty coins in total.

Jiang Wanming had used all of her savings to pay for Jiang Dahe's funeral. Seventeen ate her food and lived in her house, and he didn't have a penny in his hand. All he could give was Pearl.

But Jiang Wan said that he couldn't take out the pearls to exchange for money, otherwise she would ignore him.

He is still struggling.

The person lying on the bed woke up slowly.

Seventeen noticed it immediately and rushed forward to support her.

Jiang Wan stroked her chest and sighed, "My life is worthless, and I don't need any precious medicinal herbs to save it. Doctor, I won't prescribe the prescription or take the medicine. How much does the consultation cost?"

The old doctor didn't ask for her money, but Jiang Wan still asked Seventeen to put five copper coins on the table.

Seventeen helped her walk out with a heavy heart.

Seeing that she was walking with difficulty, he decisively squatted down in front of her.

After waiting for a while and seeing that she didn't move, Seventeen urged him with his eyes.

Jiang Wan leaned over and lay on his back.

The moment the soft body pressed against his back, even he, with a weak nerve, realized belatedly that his behavior was inappropriate.

But it’s impossible to put the person down.

Seventeen clenched his fists and restrained himself as he carried the man on his back.

It's a nice day today, and many people are gathering at the head and tail of the village to bask in the sun. It was shocking enough that Shiqi ran away with someone in his arms, and now seeing him coming back with someone on his back, people couldn't hide their gossipy eyes.

The discussion, which they thought was very quiet, was heard by the two of them word for word.

Some say that morals are declining.

Some say that although Seventeen is a fool, he knows how to care for others.

There are also people saying that when the three Jiang brothers just passed away, she, as a daughter, was not sad at all, but even had the mind to flirt with a man, which shows that she is also cruel.

If Jiang Wan had not been in the mood to refute before, but now there are only her and Seventeen in the family, if she lets them gossip and loses her temper, they will have even more to say in the future.

Jiang Wan patted his arm, motioning him to put her down, and slowly walked towards them. In their embarrassed gazes, Jiang Wan smiled and said, "It's really hard for the aunts to worry about me, but I think instead of worrying about me, you aunts should worry more about yourselves.

Aunt Xinghua, look at you. Your son and daughter-in-law had a quarrel, right? Your daughter-in-law has been back home for two days. Your son is ignorant, but how can you, as a mother-in-law, be so incompetent? A good mother-in-law should personally go and pick up her daughter-in-law. The New Year is coming soon, and you can't let your daughter-in-law spend the New Year at her parents' home, right? Aren't you afraid that people in the village will laugh at you?"

"And Aunt Liu, why did I see my Great Uncle Daqiang getting close to a beautiful woman last time I was in town, and he even bought her a hairpin? Aunt Liu, you've been married for 10 or 20 years, and Great Uncle Daqiang hasn't bought you a hairband yet, right?"

"Aunt Jing, seeing that your Zhuzi is already 23 years old this year, you as a mother are not worried, but I as an outsider am also worried. In a few years, who would be willing to marry Zhuzi? You can't let him be a bachelor for the rest of his life. If it really doesn't work, you can find a good family for him to marry into. Anyway, your family doesn't have any land to inherit, so it doesn't matter whose surname the child takes."

Several people stared at her in amazement. How come this person who usually had no sense of existence became so eloquent today and had the courage to say these things to them!

"Jiang Wan, I'm sorry for you and that's why your father died. If you keep talking nonsense here, believe it or not, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your recently deceased father!"

Jiang Wan covered her mouth and asked in shock, "What nonsense? Isn't this something that has spread all over the village? Aunt Juhua, I was washing clothes by the river last time, and I heard you and Aunt Xinghua say it with my own ears. Are you guys throwing dirty water on Uncle Daqiang?"

The firepower shifted. Jiang Wan watched them quarreling and pretended to give them some advice, but every word she said was just adding fuel to the fire. The two people who often gossiped about other people became red-eyed and made harsh words that they would never have anything to do with each other again.

Jiang Wan rubbed her temples with her fingertips and reached out to Seventeen who had been watching the whole process, "Seventeen, I have a headache. Help me up, and let's go home."

Let’s go home.

Her home is also her home?

Seventeen carefully helped her walk back.

……

Jiang Wan lay on the bed with her eyes closed.

Without Jiang Dahe, life would be the same as it should be. Now I would stay in Jiangjia Village for a while, save some money, and look for a suitable opportunity. Then I would take Shiqi and move to the county town.

Or she could just set up a small stall in the county town to make a living. When the time comes, she can open a small shop and hire two helpers, and she can just sit at home and collect money all day.

Jiang Wan hadn't had a good night's sleep these past few days as she had to toss and turn during the day and keep vigil for Jiang Dahe at night.

She was planning for the future and didn't even know when she fell asleep.

It was Seventeen who woke her up after cooking. After Jiang Wan finished eating, he did not let Jiang Wan do anything and cleaned all the pots and pans.

Jiang Wan leaned against the door frame and made promises to others.

He said he would find a way to make money.

They will move to a bigger house then.

Not only would she change the house, she would also prepare a room for him and arrange two servants to serve him so that he could enjoy the good life with her.

There were water drops on his hands. He pointed at her, then pointed at himself.

Jiang Wan actually understood what he meant immediately.

"Well, we will live together then, and my home will be your home."

He was happy and worked harder to do the housework.

By night, Jiang Wan fell asleep on the bed, but Seventeen tossed and turned with no intention of falling asleep.

Before making big money, you have to put your health first.

How can you keep healthy if you eat wild vegetables every day?

If you have money, you can buy meat...

It can replenish her body.

But what if she didn't let him exchange the pearls for money? He held a handful of pearls and was in a dilemma until dawn when he finally fell asleep.

Jiang Wan was awakened by bursts of sobbing.

The beautiful boy lying on his side on the straw sobbed.

She walked up to Seventeen and squatted down.

I don’t know what he dreamed about, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and he looked so aggrieved.

The bean-sized tears turned into plump pearls.

One by one, they are piled together, emitting a warm and soft luster. What is more eye-catching than these is the handsome boy who is crying. There is a heartbreaking sense of brokenness in his exquisiteness, which is really heart-warming.