Xu Qianqian thought he was joking, but indeed when comparing the lottery ticket with the winning numbers.
She was first taken aback, then utterly dumbfounded.
"Did we really win?"
"According to the old rule, the finder splits it half," Jiang Nian casually said, "Xu Shao, when I get the money, I’ll give you five thousand."
However, Xu Qianqian seed utterly uninterested.
"Pfft, who wants your money."
What if I raise the bride price by ten thousand?
Wouldn’t he explode?
Just kidding, old Xu doesn’t care about such matters. Chances are, there wouldn’t even be a chance to discuss the bride price; he’d just agree directly.
Thinking of this, Xu Qianqian couldn’t help but feel a bit helpless.
Her biological dad is never ho, always wandering around even after work, occasionally coming ho to add so new furniture.
But it’s fine if he doesn’t return; there’s nothing to say at ho anyway.
Once I go to college next year, Dad won’t need to stay in this county anymore, whether for travel or work.
In any case, we’d be free.
"Sigh, if you don’t want it, forget it, I’ll keep it for myself," Jiang Nian stuffed the lottery ticket away carelessly into his pocket.
At these words, Xu Qianqian couldn’t help but say.
"Save it for later."
"Yes, yes, save it for later," Jiang Nian imdiately echoed, brushing it off before adding, "This is actually a fund for buying a car."
"Buy a car?" Xu Qianqian was stunned, turning to look at him, "Do you have a lic... oh right, you ntioned last ti, you’re taking driving lessons."
After she said it, she herself felt it was absurd.
Why would a high school senior, right before graduation, leave their studies to focus on driving lessons?
"Yes, once I save enough, I should be able to buy a car," Jiang Nian said seriously, "Fifty thousand dollars, to buy one with a soul ring."
"You’re crazy!" The teenage girl almost couldn’t hold it together.
"Hmm? What’s up with you today?" He looked at Xu Qianqian, "Your attacks are so mild, do you have sothing on your mind?"
"No." Xu Qianqian tucked her hands inside her sleeves.
She remained silent for a mont, then picked up the conversation again.
"Why did you suddenly think of buying a car?"
"I want to drive."
"But there’s no need to buy one," Xu Qianqian analyzed, "After buying it, you’ll keep spending money but won’t use it often."
"If you really want to drive, why not borrow your dad’s for a spin."
"Just joking, I wasn’t really planning to buy one," Jiang Nian said, "I intend to support a new friend I t online; her grandfather’s tea shop has unsold tea."
Xu Qianqian: "..."
Ten minutes later.
"Ah!~ Not so hard."
"Is it here? It’s my first ti doing this, I don’t know how to..."
"Position! The position... is wrong." Xu Qianqian bit her lower lip, "Can you be more careful, I said it’s not there."
"Alright, bear with it and try not to scream so loud," Jiang Nian said.
"It’s fine; this is my living room," she endured the embarrassnt, turning her face away, "the soundproofing... is good."
Jiang Nian looked down, unable to resist clicking his tongue.
"Walking so carelessly, your foot is completely swollen like a ham hock."
"I was thinking about sothing at the ti, you can’t entirely bla ," Xu Qianqian gritted her teeth, "who told you to suddenly scare like that!"
"Heaven knows, I just called your na," Jiang Nian said.
"Bastard, wasn’t it you who said that if soone calls your na at night, don’t turn back!" Xu Qianqian beca even more furious over what he said.
"All you did was! You have to take responsibility!"
"Fine, I’ll call Uncle Xu and ask about the bride price," Jiang Nian took out his phone, "hoping it’s below twenty-eight thousand, small families don’t have much money."
"Then we need to squeeze it out!" Xu Qianqian made a joke about hell.
It’s not funny at all, Xu Shao.
But squeezing it out could be interesting, I love hearing it.
Jiang Nian lowered his head to apply dicine to Xu Qianqian’s foot, using the warmth from his palm to help.
It changed her condition from being unable to walk, to barely able to walk.
"Alright, let’s see if it swells tomorrow."
At these words, Xu Qianqian’s face turned pale.
"What if it swells?"
"Take a day off, no big deal," Jiang Nian stood up, stretching his stiff body, "Tomorrow I’ll have my mom make braised pig feet with soybeans for you."
"No!" Xu Qianqian gulped, her face imdiately turning red, "Don’t go around telling everyone, especially Aunt Li."
"Then should I make braised pig feet with soybeans for you?" Jiang Nian asked tentatively.
"Okay." Xu Qianqian laughed sheepishly.
"Really, you’re fine with troubling ?" Jiang Nian looked at her, "Xu Shao, could you be a bit more reserved?"
"If it weren’t for you, would I be in this situation now!" Xu Qianqian justified, "Besides, we’re daemon friends."
Jiang Nian rubbed his chin and asked.
"What kind of word is daemon friends, aren’t we good friends worthy of a deep connection?"
A deep connection?
Xu Qianqian blinked, her face instantly reddened.
"Stop talking."
Damn, clearly you’re the one being the emperor!
Is there sothing wrong with the sentence "good friends worthy of a deep connection"? It’s people like you who ruin the language thoroughly!
Truly like Emperor Qin swinging, as imperial as it gets!
"Alright, if it’s still swollen tomorrow..." Jiang Nian paused, corrected himself, "If your foot is still swollen."
"Don’t emphasize it on purpose! Clearly, it sounds even more off!" Xu Qianqian complained, covering her face, her palms starting to burn.
It’s way too out there!
"Anyways, if you take the day off, I’ll co back at noon to cook for you," Jiang Nian said seriously, "And give you a foot massage."
Xu Qianqian: "...Did you just say foot massage?"
"No, you misheard," Jiang Nian sat on the other side of the sofa, separated by a coffee table, casually asking.
"What were you thinking about when you were walking?"
At this, Xu Qianqian paused.
"Oh nothing, just... so small things."
Jiang Nian relaxed into the couch, utterly at ease. He slightly squinted his eyes, looking quite content.
Hearing her words, he said nothing.
The room fell silent all of a sudden, descending into stillness.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Finally, Xu Qianqian couldn’t hold it in any longer. Perhaps thinking that even the emperor shouldn’t hide everything from a personal chef willing to cook for them.
In any case, she was the first to break the silence.
"I was thinking about my dad. Ever since mom passed away, he seems to never really get over it. He’s barely ho."
"You want Uncle Xu to care more about you?" Jiang Nian asked.
"No, no, quite the opposite." Xu Qianqian waved her hand, frowning, "I’m worried that I beca a... burden for my dad."
Jiang Nian lifted his eyes, glancing at her.
"You aren’t a burden to him. He actually loves you a lot. It’s just, perhaps he’s also afraid of being a burden to you."
Hearing this, Xu Qianqian leaned back into the sofa.
She looked up at the ceiling and spoke softly.
"Honestly, the year my mom passed away, I could never sleep peacefully, terrified that I’d wake up one morning to find my dad had taken his own life."
"Back then, even if I really needed to pee in the morning, I’d not leave my room until I heard my dad waking up."
Jiang Nian stayed silent, having nothing to say.
"It’s all in the past now."
"Yeah, it’s all in the past." Xu Qianqian chuckled, "That’s why I worry. Do you think after I go to college, my dad will..."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Simulated fragnts from the system and the reward pieces of Xu Qianqian returning to her hotown seed to lack traces of Uncle Xu.
Returning... implies the old house has been vacant for a long ti.
So, under what circumstance would both Uncle Xu and Xu Qianqian not return to their hotown for a long ti?
What the heck?
A thought suddenly sobered Jiang Nian.
He straightened up from the sofa, staring at Xu Qianqian for a while. Then he stood up and walked solemnly towards Xu Qianqian.
"Xu Shao."
"...What is it now?" Xu Qianqian instinctively leaned back.
He said, "Give your dad a child."
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