Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

"Then, I'll bring some money too, you help me."

"No, if you want to do good deeds, you can contact the relevant departments to donate, or send it directly in your own name. My Jiang Xingye can't be too prominent, for fear that the rest of the Jiang family will be petty and target him. Sending your money to him would be like casting pearls before swine."

Ning Wei's words sounded grand, but her real thought was that she didn't want to tarnish Jiang Xingye's image.

"Go back and ask your family. The poverty alleviation office has this channel. You can donate money and goods in the name of your company or as individuals. It will also help you project a good image in front of the city leaders," Ning Wei said to the people present.

"Okay, thank you." Tan Younian was a savvy person and knew this was a good thing, so he thanked them first.

Fu Ciyuan, a bit slow on the uptake, also said he would go back and ask.

Zhou Jiaming patted Jiang Xingye on the shoulder, happy for his brother.

That evening at home, the two snuggled together in bed when Ning Wei suddenly remembered something: "Are Tan Younian and Xu Lingling's relationship progressing so quickly?"

What was the purpose of all those years of struggle?

Jiang Xingye didn't know the specific reason either. When he asked Tan Younian, Tan wouldn't say, and he even looked very shy.

"I'm not too sure. All I know is that the day after Jiaming came back, Tan Younian disappeared for a day. No one answered his phone. Later, he reappeared with Xu Lingling."

Ning Wei's heart skipped a beat: "That day, they asked me how I managed to get you to behave so well, and they said that you can't force matters of the heart. I said you can't force it, but I insisted on pursuing it. Did Xu Lingling actually do it?"

Jiang Xingye suddenly turned to look at her: "It's quite possible, you're tied up?"

"So, Young Master Tan has this kind of taste. Next time you give Xu Lingling a gift, perhaps you could choose some props?"

"Haha, it's not like they're short of money. Let them buy it themselves. What you buy is only for me to use."

"You like this too?"

"No, but if you want, you can only try it on me."

"No need, you're such a good girl!"

"Too."

The clouds in the sky were blown away, and the moonlight shone softly on the bedside. Before long, a nightgown was tossed into the moonlight.

On Sunday afternoon, Jiang Xingye borrowed a pickup truck and set off following the government vehicles.

After several hours of bumpy travel, it was already dark when we arrived at our destination. The village committee had only two rooms, one for men and one for women.

"Little Jiang, you've never stayed in a place like this before, have you?" Director Ming from the Poverty Alleviation Office asked with a smile.

Jiang Xingye was taking apart the moisture-proof mat and simple mosquito net when he heard this and replied with a smile, "I haven't lived here before, but I can adapt. The air here is really good."

"In the mountains, the air is fresh, the water is clean, even the spring water is sweet, and the wild vegetables are delicious."

"Weiwei said the mushrooms here are delicious, and I've never picked mushrooms before."

"We'll be staying here for three days. If you're free tomorrow, ask the locals to take you for a walk around the nearby mountains and help you pick some wild vegetables to take back."

"Is this okay?"

"Why not? You're not our colleague, so you don't have to follow our work hours."

Jiang Xingye scratched the back of his head: "Let me ask Weiwei!"

"Wow, the young couple has such a good relationship," one of the staff members teased.

Ning Wei stood at the door and knocked: "May I come in?"

"The doors are all open, why are you asking?" Director Ming said in a friendly tone. He had a very good impression of Ning Wei after she accompanied him on a trip to the countryside last time, and he felt as if she were a close junior to him.

"Isn't this polite?" Ning Wei came in with a bottle of outdoor mosquito repellent, sprayed it on everyone's bunks and clothes, and then stopped next to Jiang Xingye's bunk.

Help him tidy up and teach him to tuck the edges of the mosquito net under the mattress when he sleeps at night.

"Xiao Ning, your boyfriend needs your approval for something," Director Ming joked.

"What?"

"I'd like to ask a fellow villager to take me up the mountain to have a look around. I can pay them for it," Jiang Xingye said shyly.

They live in the south-central part of the country. Even though it's just after the New Year, the mountains are still lush and green, with plenty of wild vegetables to pick.

"Okay, after distributing the rice, flour, and cooking oil tomorrow, I'll have the village chief find a local to take you," Ning said with a smile. She then turned to Director Ming and asked, "Director, is there a TV crew filming tomorrow?"

"Yes, they'll be here tomorrow morning."

"Could you please give them a heads-up over there and make sure Jiang Xingye doesn't show his face?"

"Okay, but may I ask why?"

Ning Wei thought to herself, "Even if you don't ask, I'll tell you. Director Ming has quite a background. Several members of his family hold high positions, and he himself is still in the process of getting his credentials enhanced."

"Some people in the Jiang family are petty. His identity is a bit special. Once he shows his face, his family might see him as a threat. Last time he went to the investment conference, he almost got a PTSD from being scolded when he came back. I brought him here just to have him do some good deeds. It's not like I want to compete with those people for anything. There's no need for them to bully him."

Secrets of the wealthy?

There wasn't a fool present; everyone knew that some things shouldn't be pried into too deeply. However, Director Ming vaguely knew some of it and couldn't help but feel sorry for the young man.

"Don't worry, I'll talk to the TV station tomorrow."

Jiang Xingye smiled sincerely: "Thank you, Director Ming."

"You're too kind. If there were more sincere young people like you and Xiao Ning, our country would be better and better."

Jiang Xingye seemed a little uncomfortable with these official jargon, and smiled but didn't respond.

A smile flashed in Ning Wei's eyes. She's really good at pretending. So cute!

"Director Ming is doing a great job leading the way. You all should get some rest. I, this sincere young man, will come to wake you up tomorrow morning," Ning Wei said playfully.

"Haha, great!"

The next morning, Jiang Xingye woke up yawning.

"Didn't sleep well?"

"Hmm, there are mosquitoes."

Ning Wei looked him up and down, then lifted his arm to examine it: "You got bitten? Was the mosquito net not tucked in properly?"

"I didn't get bitten, but the mosquito was very loud; I kept feeling it buzzing on my face."

"Oh, that's alright. After lunch, you should be able to rest for a while. You can take a nap then."

"No need, I've slept for at least four or five hours. Is there breakfast?"

"Yes, the village chief arranged for someone to do it."

"Do I need to pay?"

"No need, we brought our own ingredients."

Breakfast consisted only of plain porridge and steamed buns, along with two small pickled vegetables, one of which was dark in color. At first, Jiang Xingye didn't pick it up, but Ning Wei picked up a piece for him: "Try it, it's delicious."

Even though the color made him lose his appetite, he had to eat it no matter what, since it was his own child who had put it in his mouth.

"Hmm!" Jiang Xingye's eyes lit up. This stuff was surprisingly delicious; it wasn't too salty and had a crunchy texture. "Can I buy some to take away?"

"I'll ask the village chief later which family pickled it, and buy a small jar to take home."

"it is good."

Director Ming watched the two of them with a smile, finding Jiang Xingye's behavior amusing; everything seemed new and interesting to him, and he even wanted to buy some pickled vegetables to take home.