Eating chicken noodle soup and chatting with Zhao Xuran, although he didn’t offer much comfort to Gong Ruini, made Gong Ruini feel a lot better.
Talking about the funny things they experienced in the Northeast, Gong Ruini never realized they had so many interesting stories from those years.
"It’s a pity the treasure map was useless after all." This is what Gong Ruini regrets the most.
Having co across a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity to strike gold, only to miss it like that — how could she not feel frustrated?
"At least it proves the thing existed." Zhao Xuran felt that despite being surrounded by so botherso individuals, it was truly a rare mont to chat with Gong Ruini.
"Hmm, but how did those people manage to move the stuff away?" Gong Ruini was full of curiosity — transporting so many things in and out without a sound was really strange.
Bear in mind that the location was up in the Northeastern hills, not very high, but still so distance from the village, with the mountain roads all rugged and tough.
Even if they used oxen or horses to transport things, it wouldn’t be a quiet affair. Although the population in the Northeastern Rural area is sparse, why would there be no buzz?
"Moreover, they seed to know the area thoroughly." Gong Ruini increasingly felt this was of utmost importance — otherwise, how would they know about the cave, such a concealed place, even with a hot spring that’s dry due to good ventilation?
"I doubt there’s much in there..." Gong Ruini had often wondered whether there was anything in the so-called treasure.
Watching Gong Ruini talk animatedly, Zhao Xuran developed a clear understanding of what Zhuge Zhi ant when he said Gong Ruini had a deep mind.
If she hadn’t been constantly mulling over this issue, how would she have so many ideas about the treasure?
"You’ve been thinking about it for a long ti, haven’t you?" Zhao Xuran interjected as Gong Ruini paused for a break.
Of course, Gong Ruini had been considering it — after all, she watched helplessly as the fortune flew away before her eyes. Despite Gong Tao suggesting it was just a ga of hide-and-seek, she felt unsettled in her heart.
"Alright, I’m just saying. Since it’s not our stuff, thinking about it doesn’t help us."
"Besides, it’s not like we ca away from the Northeast empty-handed." At least they dug up a treasure trove, which is luck not everyone has.
Yes, this fortune was indeed brought by her, and had it not been for her, it might never have been found.
Gong Ruini felt increasingly blessed, "Brother Xuran, I truly feel like I’m quite lucky."
How did a nice conversation suddenly turn towards such a topic? Zhao Xuran was caught off guard by Gong Ruini’s leap in thought, but he grudgingly agreed with her nevertheless.
"Yes, your luck is pretty good." This wasn’t Gong Ruini boasting; she really did have decent luck.
Take the ground hole near the house, for instance. They were in the Northeast for years yet never discovered it, but Gong Ruini found it shortly after arriving.
Zhao Guangran lay in bed, motionless; he hadn’t expected Gong Ruini to wake up. Naturally, he was all kinds of happy initially, wondering if he should pounce over and chat properly with Gong Ruini.
But knowing his older brother was around, he felt it wasn’t his place to educate. Yet didn’t expect his brother to be helping Gong Ruini drink water and prepare noodles for her, without a single word of reprimand or education, which made Zhao Guangran think his big brother was being partial.
And then there was the chicken soup Granny Cai stewed today, which he missed out on while Grandpa Ge and Ban Xia ate so chicken while the rest was stewing, all waiting for Gong Ruini to wake up for her to drink.
What, you say chicken soup is greasy? Granny Cai’s chicken soup is great, nowhere near greasy — perfect for Gong Ruini who hasn’t eaten in a while.
Lying in bed, with the faint aroma of chicken soup in the air, claiming not to be hungry or tempted would be a lie.
He couldn’t take it anymore; if he held out any longer, he wouldn’t be able to sleep this night: "Brother, I want to eat chicken soup."
"I want to eat chicken noodle soup."
Oh my god, how did it happen that Zhao Guangran, that kid, wasn’t asleep? Gong Ruini was startled awake by him suddenly sitting up, saying he wanted chicken noodle soup.
Understand that Zhao Guangran sleeps very soundly, normally not roused by anything short of a big fuss, yet unexpectedly, he was awake.
Moreover, listening to him speak with no sign of drowsiness made it clear he had been awake for a while.
Just how much had he eavesdropped on? Gong Ruini was curious but couldn’t directly ask, afraid it would make her seem guilty.
Luckily, they hadn’t said anything much, mostly reminiscing about the funny incidents in the Northeast. However, should they need to discuss sothing unsuitable for children, clearing the room was essential, even if those around appeared asleep.
Who knows if they’re just pretending or actually asleep, especially Zhao Guangran, the real master of acting.
Zhao Guangran didn’t realize pretending like that would make Gong Ruini wary of him.
Currently, Zhao Guangran looked pitifully at Zhao Xuran.
Waiting for soone to cook you chicken noodle soup? You must be joking, Zhao Xuran frowned at Zhao Guangran’s sudden demand, reluctant and unhappy, certainly not willing to cook for him.
"Can’t you cook it yourself?"
"Don’t you have hands?"
"But I don’t have the strength." That kind of attitude, really didn’t want to talk about it.
"No strength? Then go to sleep. Wake up for breakfast, which you don’t have to cook yourself." No strength? Yet conveniently forgotten how much he ate at dinner.
From Zhao Xuran to Zhan Zisu, all of them ate sparingly due to Gong Ruini’s unconsciousness, whereas Zhao Guangran continued eating as much as before, without the slightest reduction in appetite.
What, wait until morning for breakfast? His heart was cold as ice, "Big brother, you’re biased!"
"How am I biased? Well, since you’re awake, go wash the dishes." Watching Gong Ruini finish a bowl of noodles, Zhao Xuran indicated for Zhao Guangran to get up and wash the dishes.
What, not going to let her eat again? Gong Ruini rubbed her still slightly empty stomach; she hadn’t even said she wanted another bowl before being told to wash dishes?
She was genuinely hungry.
Seeing the pitiful Gong Ruini, "You haven’t eaten for days, you can’t gorge yourself right after waking up — take it slow."
"Ah." Yeah, knowing the principle of not overeating right after waking, but still her stomach was protesting.
"There, in two or three hours, I’ll make you another bowl of noodles." Zhao Xuran couldn’t resist Gong Ruini’s pitiful look.
Ah, she had to wait so long — Gong Ruini wasn’t pleased, wanted to bargain, but couldn’t overco Zhao Xuran’s stubbornness, so she had no choice but to concede.
Look at this, the big brother actually planned to prepare good food for Gong Ruini again, yet when it ca to his own younger brother, there was nothing. Such disparity.
Forget it, overthinking might kill him from frustration. Hmph, wanting him to wash dishes? That’s a no-go.
If he had eaten a bowl of noodles, it wouldn’t be impossible to wash dishes, but no food and still asked to work? That’s impossible.
Given Zhao Guangran’s daring behavior, Zhao Xuran wasn’t surprised. If Zhao Guangran obediently went to wash dishes, he’d be the one truly astonished.
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