The Reborn Sidekick Rejected The Male Lead
Chapter 185 - 180: She Owns Two Ten-Thousand Yuan Accounts

Chapter 185: Chapter 180: She Owns Two Ten-Thousand Yuan Accounts

When the family of three arrived at the ward, Lih Huakun was just checking on Yang Minting’s health, with Aunt Yang and Yang Linghua listening attentively by the side. At the sight of Jiang Nanzhou entering, Yang Linghua’s eyes suddenly brightened.

"These next few days, try not to move around much, and stick to a soft diet. Even when drinking porridge, it shouldn’t be too thick, and you can eat two eggs a day."

Yang Minting was nodding along, and when Aunt Yang saw them come in, she said to Jiang Nanzhou, "Captain Jiang, oh my, listen to what the doctor is saying, he can only have some thin porridge, which doesn’t have much nutrition. He should be eating two eggs a day."

Jiang Nanzhou pursed his lips and smiled, saying, "I’ll figure out the eggs. Company Commander Yang needs nutrition right now, and we can’t skimp on that."

While Lu Jingqiu’s father was caring for Yang Minting, she asked Lih Huakun, "Doctor Lih, can Company Commander Yang drink chicken soup?"

"He can, but he can’t eat the chicken meat."

"Okay," she said, taking out the meal she had brought for Lih Huakun and whispered, "This is for you. It’s still hot."

Lih Huakun raised an eyebrow, quickly smiling as he accepted it, "Thanks, hmm, I’m benefiting from Company Commander Yang’s situation here. I’ve been eating bland food a lot recently."

"I wanted to call you yesterday, but Nanzhou said you had surgery."

"Yes, I’ve been very busy lately. I can’t talk now; I have another patient to attend to."

"Okay, I’ll come by to pick up the food container later."

Lih Huakun nodded, patted Jiang Nanzhou on the back, and turned to leave.

Seeing Lu Jingqiu tucking several food containers into her pocket, Aunt Yang hurriedly said, "Oh dear, we’ve troubled Comrade Lu this time, making you come all this way to deliver food. I was afraid that Minting wouldn’t be used to the canteen food."

"Aunt, don’t say that. Taking care of Company Commander Yang is something we should do as well."

Aunt Yang smiled, busily took the food containers from Lu Jingqiu’s hands, and started to open them one by one.

She couldn’t hide the smile on her face.

It made Yang Minting too embarrassed to speak to Commander Lu anymore.

His mother was obviously too easily pleased.

He could only sheepishly smile at Lu Jingqiu.

Yang Linghua’s gaze wasn’t on the food, but rather she quickly brought a stool over for Jiang Nanzhou.

Jiang Nanzhou silently waved his hand, indicating he didn’t want to sit.

Yang Linghua was about to say something when she was interrupted by a question from Commander Lu, "There will be an orderly sent from the unit to take care of you later. You’re a grown man; for eating and using the toilet, one person can’t manage alone."

"Thank you, Commander Lu."

"Focus on getting better, don’t think about anything else."

Jiang Nanzhou looked at his wound. These few days were critical for recovery, and it shouldn’t be strained.

Yang Linghua said to Big Brother Jiang, "Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of my big brother."

Lu Jingqiu served him a bowl of chicken soup that was just the right temperature.

Aunt Yang’s attention wasn’t on the chicken soup, but on the food containers, saying, "Oh my, these portable food containers are so convenient. If I had one, it would be easier to get food from the canteen too."

Jiang Nanzhou understood her hint and quickly laughed, "Aunt, if you like them, I’ll look for them tomorrow and prepare a couple for Company Commander Yang. We’ll take this one back for now; tomorrow we still need to bring food for Company Commander Yang."

"Ah, that’s so much trouble for the officers."

"It’s no trouble, it’s the right thing to do."

Aunt Yang’s words caused Yang Minting, who was lying in bed, to blush with embarrassment: "Battalion Commander Lu, don’t listen to my mom, I don’t lack anything here. You don’t have to bring me food tomorrow either. The canteen takes good care of me as well, they’ve been making special meals just for me."

Lu Xianrun said, "The canteen does its part, and Nanzhou does his. He’s not busy these days, and bringing you food a few times can’t make up for the hardship you’re enduring here. Focus on getting better, young man, and strive to recover quickly so you can rejoin the unit."

"Yes, Commander."

The few people did not stay long; after watching him eat, and seeing Aunt Yang clear the meal box, they finally got up to leave.

As they passed by Lih Huakun’s office, they picked up a meal box but did not disturb his rest.

The family of three did not go straight home but instead headed to the construction site. It had been a month, and just a few days ago they had completed a floor slab.

Lu Xianrun, looking at the large project, was quite excited: "Qiuqiu, these two stories must be costing a pretty penny."

Lu Jingqiu held up a finger, and that got Jiang Nanzhou’s eyebrows to twitch.

"Dad, Nanzhou, this house is indeed a bit expensive, but if you consider it’s a two-story building, it doesn’t seem so much. Let me do the math for you. These two storefront rooms, one rents for twenty-five yuan a month, and together that’s fifty yuan. In five or six years it will nearly pay for itself, and on top of that, as time goes on, rents will rise quickly."

Lu Xianrun asked, "Are there really people willing to pay such high rent?"

"Definitely, and they’ll even compete for it."

Jiang Nanzhou laughed, "Are you that certain?"

"Just look, nearby is Fish Tail Street Market, ahead is the main street, and not far from here, one side has the municipal government and the other a paper mill. There are plenty of pedestrians on the road; this place is a golden spot for business. Don’t think that twenty-five yuan is too much. I’m renting out both the upper and lower floors; the bottom for business and the top for living quarters. They’re even saving on the rent for dwelling. These days, a business can easily make back not just twenty-five yuan a month, but fifty yuan with ease."

Seeing Lu Jingqiu so confident, neither man wanted to burst her bubble.

They always felt she was oversimplifying things, unaware that before long, this location would be incredibly sought-after.

Lu Jingqiu pointed out a few minor issues she had noticed to the two men, then paid everyone their wages for the week.

Jiang Nanzhou started calculating how many properties his meager funds could buy for the young lady, realizing he needed to work harder.

After taking care of their duties there, they visited the new house, opened the door, and saw that the long table and benches at the small pavilion were all set up.

The tables and chairs in the first-floor dining room were also complete, including the staircase, which had been coated with wood varnish, making it look as good as new.

The wardrobe in the second-floor master bedroom was finished too; now only a few wardrobes, and the living room sofa and TV stand on the first floor remained.

Lu Xianrun nodded in approval at the well-finished house: "This is better than what we did at our place, Qiuqiu. Should we fix up our house too?"

Lu Jingqiu immediately shook her head: "Dad, our place is fine as it is, there’s no need." In less than two years, Father Lu would be transferred to the capital, and without him holding a position here, that house would also be vacated.

Just mentioning it made Lu Xianrun think about the several properties his daughter had purchased and the new house she had built; he guessed that the ten thousand yuan he had given her must be all spent by now.

It seemed he needed to find a way to give his daughter some more money.

Lu Jingqiu was unaware of Father Lu’s thoughts. Indeed, the money her father gave her had been mostly spent on the house, but she had quite a bit from her second cousin. Every time she took a trip, she could securely make at least one thousand yuan.

With a good turnout, earning several thousand was normal.

Thinking it over, her second cousin had also been out on a trip for about a month; it should be time for him to return.

With every look, Jiang Nanzhou grew fonder of the place and wondered how he could get Comrade Xiao Shen to agree to sell the house. If not a sale, he was considering proposing a swap – trading two properties for one would also be acceptable.