After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

When Jiang's mother heard this, her black eyes slightly raised under the cover of darkness. This was an unexpected gain that she had not expected.

Jiang's mother was always generous in rewarding such reliable subordinates: "Well, you did a good job. You are now working beside the master, and there is no room for promotion. I remember you have a younger brother at home?"

In the howling cold night, the gentle woman's admiring expression was illuminated by the lanterns under the corridor with a strange brilliance. Her life experience and tragic experiences that were originally not recognized by others made this man who had been devastated by life suddenly find the meaning of existence.

She was completely different from the mistresses in the backyard who only cared about belittling servants like them.

He suddenly realized his own identity and did not dare to look directly at this lady with upright character and beautiful face. He lowered his head habitually and answered respectfully.

"Madam, I do have a younger brother, but he is only a teenager now. My mother...is ill due to overwork, so my younger brother has been taking care of her at home!"

He didn't know why, but at this moment he was willing to let down his guard and tell the woman in front of him who was willing to treat him as a human being about his unspoken suffering.

Even though the suffering was a secret known to everyone, he knew that his wife, who was always considerate, would not easily ask, "Where is your father?"

Because everyone in the Jiang family knew that their mother was a prostitute.

Even their mother doesn’t know who their father is?

It's not that he didn't feel strange about being given such a life that everyone despised. He would also envy other children who could grow up under the protection of their fathers.

He even wanted to go crazy, abandon his infant brother, and madly question his mother why she gave birth to him but couldn't give him a normal life!

But he was scared. When he saw his mother humbly begging others to give her the laundry work, he just wanted to run like crazy.

That sudden teenage madness, on the long journey back home, turned into countless tears, hitting the bluestone slabs in the city, falling on the fragrant soil in the suburbs, dripping into the broken thatched house, and sprinkling on my brother's already yellowed swaddling clothes...

The young man's last bit of energy was bent by life. He began to accept reality, began to help his mother try to bear the pain of life, began to be indifferent to the ridicule from the outside world, and just bent his waist... and walked forward.

"How old are you?" Jiang's mother murmured, "Yes, you are a little young. The shops outside won't hire workers who are too young."

"If they are recuperating, it won't work to stay in Kyoto. Where do they live?" Jiang's mother asked in detail, even asking about the other party's mother's illness, in order to make the best arrangements.

He raised his head slightly, but still buried the tears in his eyes in the darkness. He didn't want such an outstanding woman to see his embarrassment. This was what almost every man thought subconsciously, and he was the same.

Jiang's mother pretended not to notice the water drops hitting the wooden floor, but slightly turned sideways and instructed: "The master has a farm in the suburbs. The farm is not big, and there are no good farms around it. There is only a hilltop. At the foot of the hill, he built a three-story courtyard. Now he is in need of a gatekeeper, so let your mother and brother go there."

"Don't worry, there are other farms and tenant farmers around there, so safety won't be a problem."

"Although it's far from Kyoto, it's better than renting a house in a crowded courtyard. The environment is quiet and peaceful, which is the best place for recuperation. If you have time, you can bring a doctor to visit. You can go back and forth in one day."

"Are you willing?" After all, it would be further away from her mother, so Jiang's mother thought it necessary to ask the person concerned for his opinion.

Although the person concerned knows that it will be more difficult to see his mother in the future, at least he can still distinguish the difference between the present and the long-term.

As soon as Jiang's mother finished her words, the man's legs, filled with gratitude, slammed straight down on the floor with a dull "bang", covering up the water droplets that had just dripped.

His words were filled with excitement: "Thank you, Madam. I swear, even if I have to work like a slave, I will follow you till death and serve you!"

In the new house, the lady did not mind that his mother's illness was unlucky, and was willing to let his mother and brother go there. Although being a doorman was just a title, as long as it was a position, there would be a monthly salary, no matter how much or how little, at least there was an extra layer of security for his mother's medical treatment and medicine. For him now, this was just like a dream.

"Well, get up! You know the grudges between the first and second houses. Be smarter around the master in the future. As soon as it's daybreak, go find Jiang Fu about your mother and brother. He will hire a carriage to take you there."

Jiang's mother said softly, announcing the end of the conversation.

She turned around and saw that the doctor in the room had stood up and was writing a prescription on the table. She thought that her daughter's condition should have been solved, so she needed to go and ask about the situation again.

In the dark night, there was a sharp light flashing in the corner of the eye, which was different from the man's thoughts.

Jiang's mother thought that it would be a good idea to exchange a house in the suburbs that would probably not be inhabited for a loyal servant, especially since this man was smart but cautious, and had a rough but meticulous approach. It would be most appropriate for him to work beside the master.

If you calculate it carefully, it is a good deal.

Of course, if every loyal person had this experience, there would naturally not be many houses available for such arrangement. The most simple and direct way for the second house to buy off a person's loyalty is to use silver. After all, all the money in the family is controlled by the person's biological mother!

But it’s different for the wealthy families. They don’t have such a deep foundation, they only have the savings to buy real estate.

So I have to find another way. Loyal people are more valuable in quality than quantity.

However, loyalty gained in this way has one advantage over buying people's hearts with money, and that is that such a relationship will be more solid.

It's just a house. Although I believe in those unknown things, I have to give in to reality.

At worst, I can just sell it and buy another one!

The money can still be recovered, and the people's hearts are still wanted!

The cold wind outside the door brought by Jiang's mother made Jiang's father in the house look up, but there was a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Jiang's mother didn't bother to pay attention to that look. She dispelled the cold air beside the stove, walked straight to the doctor and bowed.

Then he asked softly, "Doctor, how is my daughter's condition?"

The husband was horrified. When would it be her turn to pay respect to him?

The doctor quickly put down the pen in his hand, stood up quickly to stop her, and supported Jiang's mother with his old hands, which was considered a half-courteous gesture. He still said respectfully: "Madam, you are too polite. Although the young lady has caught a cold, fortunately she took the medicine in time and expelled some of the coldness from her body."

After the old doctor finished speaking, his weather-beaten face was wrinkled by the cold wind, and he gently warned: "But don't be careless. If the cold wind blows for too long, it will flow into the body through the seven orifices and start to hurt the lungs."