Because of Tang Jing’s personality, her relationship with the other party is, of course, not good.
There was a girl with an earring standing next to a boy with a sowhat handso face.
When she saw Tang Jing, she looked Huang Yuzhu up and down with a strange look, noticing that his attire was extrely old-fashioned, exuding a rustic air.
Compared to the handso boy beside her, it was not even close.
She couldn’t help but speak: "Your boyfriend?"
Tang Jing retorted: "What’s it to you?"
The girl with the earring laughed and teased: "Your boyfriend has good skincare, does he use soy sauce for it?"
As soon as she said this, the people around couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter when they saw Huang Yuzhu’s dark and honest face.
Huang Yuzhu stood aside, smiling awkwardly without speaking.
As a child from a poor honest family, he had been ridiculed more than once, especially at family dinners, where relatives would make fun of him, and every ti this happened, Huang Yuzhu’s parents would always smile awkwardly trying not to offend anyone, and then the matter would be considered over.
With such weak parents, it was naturally difficult for them to stand up for their child.
This trait influenced Huang Yuzhu, for throughout history, children able to break out of their parents’ circle were few; growing up to be like their parents was more than normal.
Huang Yuzhu thought he’d just endure it as usual.
At this mont, Tang Jing stood up and fiercely cursed: "You’re so pale, do you apply ashes when you go out?"
With these words, the conflict beca intense.
The girl with the earring flipped out: "Bitch, who are you talking about?"
Tang Jing mocked: "Oh, you can talk about others, but others can’t talk about you? Try touching and see who has the reason when it reaches the security!"
The girl with the earring decided it wasn’t worth arguing with this crazy woman, she shot Tang Jing a hateful glance and left angrily.
Tang Jing boasted: "Yuzhu, see, you must scold such bitches harshly."
Huang Yuzhu said nothing.
But at that mont, while worried, there was a certain sense of satisfaction.
He couldn’t help but wonder if those who mocked his parents were just as blustering as the earring girl?
...
This afternoon was a holiday, and instead of taking Xue Yuantong to raid the snack street, Jiang Ning rode to an old snack shop and bought a lot of childhood snacks.
Niu Yang Pei, Mimi Shrimp Sticks, Nanjing Salted Duck, Big Knife at, Love Apartnt Spicy Strips, Plum Candy, and so on, and bought three bottles of Coke.
Then he took Xue Yuantong back to the bungalow.
They were getting ready to head out and explore the river dam domain.
When they got ho, Xue Yuantong, holding a full bag, showed off to her mom: "Look, mom, aren’t there a lot of snacks."
Aunt Gu frowned: "Eat, eat, eat, all you know is eat, why buy so many snacks?"
Xue Yuantong giggled: "Jiang Ning bought them for ."
Aunt Gu’s expression changed, and after a mont, she said: "It’s okay to eat occasionally."
Xue Yuantong pouted, thinking her mom was so fickle, wondering if she was still her mom’s favorite daughter.
Aunt Gu said: "Pout again, your mouth will go crooked, who will want you in the future?"
Xue Yuantong lifted her head, thinking of Jiang Ning who bought her snacks: "Hmph, soone will want ."
Aunt Gu threatened with force, pinching Xue Yuantong’s little face.
Xue Yuantong was unhappy.
Aunt Gu said: "If you have any complaint against , just say it."
Xue Yuantong mustered the courage: "I have a very big complaint against you!"
Aunt Gu: "Who told you to say it?"
Xue Yuantong couldn’t win against her mom; she packed her things and ran to Jiang Ning, ready to set off.
The two didn’t ride their bikes; they chose to walk to the river dam.
The sky was cloudy, the sunset not as glorious as usual, with thick clouds piled up like cotton, giving the entire sky a soft grey-blue tone, adding a touch of beauty.
In such a scene, Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong set foot on the paved road across the river dam, with stalls on both sides selling vegetables by an old lady, tofu pudding by another aunt, and a man on a tricycle selling sheets and blankets, drawing many pedestrians to stop.
Xue Yuantong eyed the sugarcane stall on the side, but Jiang Ning pulled her away: "You already have plenty of snacks."
"Fine." Xue Yuantong reluctantly agreed.
Standing on the river dam, looking down, there were large terraces, bare woods, and further away, the Huishui River spreading with the sunset glow.
Admiring this rural scene, one’s mood broadened significantly.
Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning walked down the small path from the river dam, their big and small figures gradually moving away from the crowd.
Xue Yuantong noticed that Jiang Ning’s hair had grown a bit long, she thought for a mont and handed Jiang Ning a small hair tie.
Jiang Ning took it, tied his hair up, forming a short ponytail, appearing casual yet stylish.
Xue Yuantong was much more satisfied, feeling she accomplished sothing great.
They continued walking towards the riverside.
Jiang Ning walked with his hands in his pockets, paired with the ponytail, he looked cool and carefree.
In contrast, Xue Yuantong carried a bag in one hand, looking completely ordinary and plain.
She suddenly felt envious, she couldn’t allow Jiang Ning to be that much cooler than her.
So, Xue Yuantong said: "Your habit of walking with hands in your pockets isn’t good. Back in middle school during morning exercises, in winter, many students liked to keep their hands in their pockets."
"The principal said that if you tripped, you might lose a front tooth, which is really bad!"
Jiang Ning wasn’t listening at all, he said: "It’s no big deal."
Xue Yuantong, seeing that her tactic failed, resorted to being unreasonable, yanked Jiang Ning’s hand out of his pocket, and told him to keep it out.
Just like that, Jiang Ning’s wrist was held by Xue Yuantong, leaving him with only one hand to put in his pocket.
Xue Yuantong lightly swung Jiang Ning’s hand, making both of them equally cool.
...
The area by the river was quite complex, littered with various groves of trees, ponds, and large pits dug by excavators, especially those pits, you couldn’t tell which might have claid lives in the past.
Aside from busy farming seasons, this place was mostly desolate, only visited by the Fishing Man.
Additionally, surrounded by nurous graveyards, if Xue Yuantong were alone, she naturally wouldn’t dare to co.
Now with Jiang Ning as her bodyguard, Xue Yuantong was incredibly bold, kicking at any protruding grass along the path.
Occasionally, when encountering drooping branches of the tall Yang Tree, Xue Yuantong would often jump up to pluck them, her body filled with endless energy.
Jiang Ning mocked her for being childish.
However, seeing a branch that Xue Yuantong couldn’t quite reach, he stepped forward, lightly jumped, and effortlessly snapped it, earning Xue Yuantong’s admiration.
Sure enough, now walking through the woods, whatever branch was an eyesore, Jiang Ning could jump up and grab it.
’It would be better in the sumr... to pick leaves.’ Jiang Ning mused.
They continued exploring the secluded fields.
Xue Yuantong rushed up a small mound, looked out from the height, and pointed to a few hundred ters ahead: "Jiang Ning, there are a few old houses, let’s go check them out!"
Jiang Ning: "Let’s go!"
Soon, Jiang Ning reached the old houses, amidst the woods stood two old brick and tile houses, in disrepair and very rundown, with large holes in their walls, abandoned for who knows how many years, likewise, who knows how many people had visited them.
Xue Yuantong stared at the old houses, saying: "There used to be similar old houses on the edge of our village, they said there might be scrap tal inside, maybe even money, but Chuchu and I never dared to go."
Jiang Ning said: "Today you can go."
With him there, even if doing nothing, Xue Yuantong felt her courage level soaring.
Although the walls of the tile house were dilapidated, it wasn’t enough for people to crawl inside, and Xue Yuantong scorned such a miserable way, she had to walk in upright and honest!
Circled to what could be called the front door, though not really a door, just enclosed by a bamboo fence, about a ter high, equally run-down, many bamboos had already rotted.
Xue Yuantong could climb over it, but her mischievous nature prevailed, she had to kick the fence.
So bamboos were very resilient, having decayed over many years, surprisingly withstood her kick.
She kicked again, still unable to topple them.
She was getting anxious, "Jiang Ning, watch perform a flying kick!"
Saying this, she backed up five or six ters, gritted her teeth, took a few steps, and with a handso martial arts pose, soared to kick the bamboo fence.
Amazing enough for Jiang Ning to applaud her.
Unfortunately, Xue Yuantong overlooked the resilience of the bamboo, Jiang Ning clearly saw the fence deeply twisted and then rebounded.
Xue Yuantong was directly bounced off.
Jiang Ning hurried forward, opened his arms, and caught Xue Yuantong.
Xue Yuantong pasted against Jiang Ning’s chest, face pale, with a frightened look.
Jiang Ning burst out laughing.
Xue Yuantong slipped off from his arms, looked up at him, and snorted: "You’re not allowed to laugh!"
Jiang Ning was still laughing.
Xue Yuantong’s face gradually turned red with embarrassnt, she retorted: "I just made a mistake."
Jiang Ning pulled out his phone and switched on the recording mode: "Okay, try again."
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