Chapter 76: Lin Jingyue Is Truly Remarkable

"Don't worry, I've inherited your memories. I haven't forgotten the charity work you were doing, nor have I forgotten your savings..."

"Why wouldn't I use them? Are you stupid?" Lin Jingyue looked at her with a condescending expression. "Let me tell you, your secret stash has already been used up by me, and the money your father hid away? I took that too. Oh, by the way, they're getting what they deserve now—cleaning toilets on the street. And Lin Xinyou and Lin Xinjian? I sent them off to the countryside as educated youths. Ha! And Lin Xinyou has become the village joke..."

Once Lin Jingyue started talking, she couldn't stop, and 'Lin Jingyue' listened with undisguised delight in her eyes.

"They deserved it, truly. I donated all your savings. I was going to use them to pray for you, but don't worry. I got fifty million each from your dad and your mom. Ha! And your stepmother and stepfather were even better than your birth parents; they added another twenty million. Ha!"

Watching 'Lin Jingyue' laugh like a fool, Lin Jingyue twitched her lips.

Of course, she would behave like that.

Lin Jingyue was certain that if her parents saw 'her' suddenly acting so out of character, their faces would be a sight to behold.

She grew quite interested in talking with 'Lin Jingyue' and the two of them chatted away animatedly.

In the end, Lin Jingyue was awakened by the sound of the work bell. She opened her eyes, a bit dazed.

Had it really been just a dream?

She patted her face to force herself awake, washed up, and went back to work.

That afternoon, she was assigned to the mountainside to pick corn cobs. Her task was to finish two plots of land before earning four work points.

She had already earned four work points in the morning.

"If you get tired, take a break. I'll come help you later, don't push yourself too hard," Jiang Xun said to her as they parted ways at the fork in the road.

"Don't worry." Lin Jingyue couldn't help but laugh. With how crafty she was, did she look like the type to overexert herself?

Jiang Xun handed her the water flask before leaving.

"So clingy," Sun Lanlan muttered for no apparent reason. For the past couple of days, instead of handing out tools, she had been working in the fields and was assigned to work with Lin Jingyue.

"None of your business," Lin Jingyue rolled her eyes and ignored her.

"Don't know a good heart when you see one."

Lin Jingyue was amused—is she calling her a dog?

"Yes, yes, a good heart. By the way, why hasn't your wedding date been set yet? Weren't you just recently boasting about inviting everyone to your wedding banquet?"

A killing blow.

For the past few days, Sun Lanlan had been so troubled by this that she couldn't eat or sleep. At Lin Jingyue's mention, her face immediately soured. "That's none of your concern."

"Oh, I'm not concerned," Lin Jingyue replied with a bright smile.

Sun Lanlan: "..." Infuriating.

Why can't I keep my mouth shut? Sun Lanlan, fuming, buried herself in her work, while Lin Jingyue stood hands on hips, laughing heartily. Silly girl, trying to spar with her?

She’d crush her every time.

Aunt Liu and Aunt Hua, working a plot over, watched the scene, speechless. This educated youth Lin was truly something else.

Lin Xinyou was related to her by blood, but after the incident at the drying yard, no one dared utter a word against Lin Jingyue. Du Jianguo, who'd been bedridden for ten days, was a warning to everyone.

The villagers tended to ostracize the city youth, but Lin Jingyue seemed completely unaffected.

Because her skin was too thick!

After venting, Lin Jingyue felt refreshed. She hummed a tune as she picked corn cobs.

Down below, Sun Lanlan fumed at Lin Jingyue’s merry voice. She felt aggrieved—was Cai Jinzhou really backing out?

Damn it, it was her sister-in-law—no, Lin Xinyou—who had an affair, not her. Why take it out on her?

Men are heartless and unreliable. Sun Lanlan pursed her lips, grumbling about it over and over in her mind until she finally felt a bit better.

After filling two baskets with corn, Lin Jingyue was exhausted. The rough corn stalks had scratched her cheeks raw, burning with pain. She didn’t need a mirror to know there were probably angry red marks across her face.

Lin Jingyue had always been temperamental and pampered. Annoyed, she simply sat down by the edge of the field to rest.

"Not considerate at all," Sun Lanlan muttered, watching her slack off.

"You're just jealous I have someone to help me," Lin Jingyue shot her a sidelong glance.

Sun Lanlan wanted to retort, but when she saw Lin Jingyue's smug expression, she suddenly paused. Her eyes narrowed as she changed her approach. "Scorekeeper, someone's slacking off over here..."

"Lin—"

The scorekeeper, just arriving, scowled and was about to reprimand Lin Jingyue, but then saw her dart back into the field, snapping off corn cobs with impressive speed.

"…"

He watched her for a moment more. Lin Jingyue wiped sweat from her brow and called out, "Scorekeeper, I was just taking a drink. Sun Lanlan is targeting me on purpose because she’s jealous—I’m prettier and more capable than she is."

"…Is that so?" The scorekeeper’s expression froze.

In all his years, he’d never met a young woman with such shamelessness.

"Of course! I work the hardest." Lin Jingyue nodded brazenly. "I finished my morning tasks ages ago!"

"Shameless—you only managed that because the other city kids helped you," Sun Lanlan scoffed.

"He's my boyfriend. You can ask your boyfriend for help too," Lin Jingyue replied with a 'if you have the ability, go ahead' look, making Lanlan even angrier.

The scorekeeper left, speechless. Lin Jingyue cheerfully settled back on the ridge, watching Sun Lanlan with a look of pity. "How sad, your boyfriend doesn't help you pick corn."

Sun Lanlan's chest heaved with rage. "..."

Unbelievable—Lin Jingyue was truly something else!

Especially when Jiang Xun came over later. The two of them were all lovey-dovey in the field, and Sun Lanlan’s face turned an ugly shade of green.

Damn it, she really felt like a spinster.

Before five o'clock even came, Jiang Xun and Lin Jingyue finished their tasks and swaggered off, leaving a crowd full of envy, jealousy, and resentment behind.

With the autumn harvest in full swing, the city youth were all trying to bulk up their meals, so the food was decent.

But it still couldn’t compare to what Lin Jingyue and Jiang Xun had.

Wang Xueping was steaming buns when she suddenly caught a whiff of meat. She glanced over at Lin Jingyue’s stove and her expression changed. The next moment, she ran outside, covering her mouth.

Lin Jingyue…

What a disaster—her cooking had made someone physically ill.

Wang Xueping was vomiting so hard she felt the world spinning. When Yang Ming came back, he was worried sick, fussing over her with tea and water, but nothing seemed to help.

"I’ll take you to the hospital," Yang Ming said, thoroughly rattled.

Wang Xueping tried to hold him back, but the moment she moved, she started throwing up violently again.

Yang Ming was completely at a loss. Glancing at the others, he saw Jiang Xun and Zhou Yan were out gathering firewood, and the rest didn’t get along with them.

A bicycle…

Yang Ming turned to Lin Jingyue. "Comrade Lin, could I borrow Jiang Xun’s bicycle? Don’t worry, I’ll offer something in exchange."

"Just give whatever you’re offering to Jiang Xun. Go ahead and use it," Lin Jingyue replied, putting down her spatula and handing him the key.

Looking at Wang Xueping, who was still retching, she added, "She’s probably not sick—she’s likely pregnant."

"What?!"

Yang Ming froze. Pregnant? Really?

Lin Jingyue rolled her eyes at his dumbfounded look. "Believe it or not, you two are married. Isn’t it perfectly normal for her to get pregnant?"

Yang Ming’s face flushed bright red.

Lin Jingyue…