Is not being able to do as you please also called rebirth?

Chapter 56 Joint Examination Results and City Ranking
Jiang Xun's aunt was quite beautiful when she was young, but because her family was poor, her clothes and appearance were rather shabby.

Girls who aren't as pretty as her would make sarcastic remarks behind her back, or even say things that looked down on her to her face.

This may be why she developed her vain personality.

Later, in order to live a materially comfortable life, she chose to marry a man ten years her senior, Zhao Ruoyu's father, Zhao Dongyang.

Zhao Dongyang is a local resident of Chicheng. His family was already well-off, and he later made some money in business, so he did have some capital.

But in reality, this is only relative to ordinary families; they can't compare to truly wealthy people. Otherwise, they might not have even considered Jiang Yuchang.

Even so, he looked down on his wife's family, who were from the countryside and only came once every two or three years.

Every time I come here, it's the same as now. I sit on the bench by the fireplace like an old man, looking at my phone, without even asking if I need any help.

When chatting with people, they always act superior, as if city dwellers and rural people are two different classes.

Jiang Yuchang would symbolically lend a hand at the stove, but with her bright and shiny woolen coat, who would dare to ask her to do any work?

Growing up in such a family, it's no wonder Zhao Ruoyu has a good personality.

However, she is still young and not beyond redemption.

When her second uncle's youngest daughter, Jiang Lili, and her younger uncle's daughter, Jiang Xiaobai, ask her to play together, she may seem somewhat disdainful on the surface, but she generally won't refuse.

At that moment, she was eating roasted pig brains and roasted potatoes with several children.

However, her gaze kept drifting towards Jiang Xun and the others beside her, who were grilling lean meat with bamboo skewers.

Jiang Xun specially brought back some spices such as cumin and Sichuan peppercorn powder from the county town. When sprinkled on, they sizzled and released oil, emitting an irresistible aroma.

It made the neighbor's kids cry with envy, and it also made Zhao Ruoyu drool with envy.

Jiang Xiaobai and Jiang Lili, two first-graders, were initially staring at their own brains.

But she quickly entrusted it to Zhao Ruoyu and ran to surround Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun grilled a bunch of meat skewers and distributed them to several children around him. Then he asked Jiang Zheng to take a few skewers to Zhao Ruoyu.

"No." Zhao Ruoyu's haughty voice rang out, with a hint of disgust on her face, as if she felt the firewood wasn't clean enough.

Jiang Zheng took the meat skewers back with a resentful look on his face and muttered, "Brother Xun, they don't like our barbecue."

"It's her business if she doesn't like it; we just need to be polite." Jiang Xun didn't seem to care at all. "You can eat it yourself."

"Alright, I'll eat first then." Jiang Zheng had been craving it for a long time, and now he stuffed all the skewers into his mouth, his mouth oozing with oil as he took a bite.

The children were eating happily, but Zhao Ruoyu, who was not far away, was feeling very uncomfortable.

Although she stared intently at the brains in the pile of firewood, her twitching lips and throat betrayed her.

Jiang Xun found it amusing, but she was too lazy to have someone deliver it to her again; if she wanted to eat, she could come and get it herself.

Later, Jiang Xun saw Jiang Xiaobai and Jiang Lili each take a few skewers over and insist on feeding them to Zhao Ruoyu.

She initially refused, but soon started eating with a reluctant expression, and after finishing, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips as if she wanted more.

Before long, Zheng Yun and the others finished preparing the meal, set it on the table, and invited everyone to take their seats.

Today is a feast for slaughtering pigs, and it's not just family members, but also some neighbors, totaling more than twenty people, all gathered around a large table.

Grandpa Jiang Xun took out his homemade bulk liquor and prepared to pour it for everyone.

At this moment, Zhao Dongyang took out a bottle of Moutai and said with a smile:

"Drink this. You've probably never had it before. Try it and see how it tastes."

His words weren't very pleasant to hear, but the villagers were quite simple and honest, and they took it as a joke, so they all laughed and said:

"Oh, Moutai? Mr. Zhao, this is probably too expensive."

"I've never actually drunk this wine before, it looks like I'm in for a treat today."

"As expected of a CEO from a big city, he's very generous."

Although the villagers were simple and honest, they were always very polite to the wealthy, and couldn't help but flatter them. Zhao Dongyang waved his hand and made a few perfunctory remarks, but his words were full of the superiority complex of a city dweller.

At this moment, Jiang Xun took the initiative to take the bottle and help pour the wine. As soon as he touched it, he could tell that this Moutai was probably not fake.

In his past life, his father once bought a case of Moutai online for only 160 yuan. The bottle was exactly the same as the real Moutai.

He went online to look up how to distinguish between real and fake Moutai, and discovered that there are many differences between real and fake Moutai in terms of details.

At this moment, several details of the bottle in his hand did not match, clearly indicating that it was fake.

After he finished pouring, he pretended to be curious and held it in his hand for a while, then casually said:
“Uncle, this Moutai you’re drinking is a little different from the one I saw others drinking last time. The character ‘注’ on this one is slanted at the top, while the one they were drinking is straight.”

After saying that, he turned to Zhao Dongyang, whose expression was somewhat unnatural, and asked, "Did they drink fake Moutai?"

Before Zhao Dongyang could speak, Jiang Yuchang, standing beside him, said with a smile:

"Ah Xun, who among the people you know can afford Moutai? It must be fake."

Jiang Xun smiled but didn't say anything. No one else seemed to care, except for Zhao Dongyang, who gave Jiang Xun a displeased look.

As the drinks flowed and the atmosphere grew lively, everyone talked about everything from international affairs and national events to everyday family matters.

At this moment, Jiang Xun's uncle, Jiang Xiaohua, suddenly received a phone call. After exchanging a few words, he said to his elder brother, Jiang Jianguo:
"Brother, the owner of those shops on East Street called. He said they'd sell them individually for 11 each, but if you sell all three together, it'd be 30. He's asking if you want them."

It's easy to attract attention whenever money is mentioned.

At this moment, everyone subconsciously stopped their conversation and looked at Jiang Jianguo and Jiang Xiaohua.

Before Jiang Jianguo could speak, Jiang Xun, who was engrossed in his meal, looked up and said:
"Uncle, could you talk to the shop owner and say that we'd like to buy all three together? We can pay a deposit of 20,000 yuan first."

The area on East Street is deserted now, but ten years from now it will be the most prosperous street in the county, with a storefront selling for millions or even two million.

Now that he has the opportunity to take over three properties at once, and they're even connected together, how could Jiang Xun possibly let it go?

"I'll listen to Ah Xun." Although Jiang Jianguo hesitated for a moment, he made the decision since his son had said so.

So Jiang Xiaohua went outside to call the person on the phone and arranged to sign the contract after the New Year.

His Nokia phone was incredibly loud; you could hear the person on the other end of the line all over the house.

When he returned after making the call, everyone's attention was focused on Jiang Jianguo.

"Big brother, you want to buy a storefront?" Jiang Yuchang looked at Jiang Jianguo in surprise and couldn't help but ask.

She knew very well about this older brother's family situation; how could they possibly have the money to buy a storefront? Didn't their motorcycle business just go bankrupt not long ago?

The other villagers were even more astonished, wondering if the eldest son of the Jiang family had found some way to get rich and suddenly become wealthy.

Jiang Jianguo glanced at Jiang Xun and saw that he was eating with his head down, so he didn't bother to hide anything and directly told him about Jiang Xun making money by writing novels.

Everyone was undoubtedly shocked after hearing this, and all their eyes fell on Jiang Xun.

Even Zhao Ruoyu, who had finished eating and was sitting down to play on her phone, looked at Jiang Xun with surprise in her eyes.

No wonder he seemed to be in charge; it turns out he was the one who made the money.

But it was truly unbelievable that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy could earn hundreds of thousands of yuan by writing novels.

At this moment, Zhao Dongyang spoke expressionlessly, adopting the demeanor of an elder:

"When you're studying, you should focus on studying. Don't let the desire to earn some money prevent you from getting into university."

"You need to know that studying is the right path; you won't go far by taking shortcuts or resorting to crooked methods, you..."

"Holy crap!" Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Zheng, who was playing on his phone next to him, suddenly shouted in surprise, interrupting him.

Ignoring the furious Zhao Dongyang and the group of elders, Jiang Zheng ran excitedly to Jiang Xun's side and shouted:
"Brother Xun! The results of your city's joint exam are out, and they've already been sent to our Grade 11 class group!"

"You scored 687 points! Ranked first in the city!"

"You're number one in the whole city!!!"

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