Capítulo 1283: Chapter 721: Unbearable mories
Xue Yuantong sits on a small stool, with another small stool in front of her, a basin placed upon it, filled with green shrimp.
She picks up a shrimp and turns it over.
The light overhead casts a shadow, and in the next mont, the shadow suddenly splits.
Oh, turns out the shrimp’s head is gone.
Xue Yuantong feels quite lavish now, handling green shrimp by directly discarding the heads, opting to stir-fry the tails.
Soon, Jiang Ning moves a stool over and sits next to her.
Jiang Ning doesn’t do anything, holding a cup of hot tea in his hands, sipping while playing the role of supervisor.
Xue Yuantong doesn’t say anything, not finding him botherso. As long as Jiang Ning is nearby, Xue Yuantong feels a warm fuzzy feeling inside.
Usually, when she’s gaming on the computer, even if Jiang Ning doesn’t play with her, just reading by her side allows her to unleash a killing spree, performing flawlessly.
Jiang Ning praises: “Nicely done.”
“Hmph, wait and see cook, you’ll get your fill of good food.” Xue Yuantong swiftly finishes peeling the shrimp.
After clearing the shrimp, she starts shelling edama, the light casting beautiful shadows with her nimble hands, dropping bright green edama beans into the plate.
Jiang Ning, while scrolling through his phone, intensifies the pressure: “Hurry up, or Chuchu’s fish will be done.”
Xue Yuantong scoffs: “How can Chuchu compare with ?”
In terms of cooking skills, three Chuchus combined couldn’t match half of her!
Right after she finishes speaking, Chuchu shouts from inside, “Tongtong, I’m starting the cooking.”
Xue Yuantong: “Ah?”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning gets up with his tea: “I’ll start the fire then.”
The area in front of the door returns to peace.
Xue Yuantong loses everything.
…
Rural tourism.
Bi Yue opens the car door, holding a decibel ter.
Indeed, Bi Yue has realized that relying solely on herself, it’s impossible to take action against Boss Yang, so this ti, she who has always dismissed rules, decides to follow them to shut down Boss Yang.
Once the decibel ter displays an exceeding number, she promptly records a video as evidence, and consults her lawyer friends to deal with Boss Yang.
It’s Saturday night, business at the rural tourism spot is quite good, there are four tables of guests under the color steel tent.
As the weather turns cold, Boss Yang has placed fire pits nearby to keep everyone warm.
Lin Zida is at one of the tables, alongside Zhuang Jianhui and Ding Shuyan.
Like before, Wang Yong wasn’t invited by Lin Zida, as for Li Shi, Lin Zida feels this woman is a bit crazy, not suitable for interaction, lest she causes trouble and drags them down with her.
Zhuang Jianhui sits at the table, glancing at the surrounding scenery, the vast field, green wheat seedlings seemingly dyed black by the night.
Slling the aroma from the kitchen, Zhuang Jianhui sighs: “If one could stay here for a while, it wouldn’t be bad either.”
Lin Zida: “I’m all for it, there’s a fish pond nearby too.”
Ding Shuyan gazes intently: “You’ve beco addicted to fishing, haven’t you?”
Lin Zida dismisses: “How could I be, I’ve been fishing for more than half a month and I’m not addicted?”
Zhuang Jianhui doesn’t engage in chat with these siblings, since losing an arm, he has grown quieter, seeming indifferent to many things.
Lin Zida strongly suggests: “Jianhui, I think you should, staying at ho you argue with your mom all the ti. Better to move here for a few days. Anyway, you don’t need to go to school, and this rural tourism spot can cook for you.”
Ding Shuyan’s eyes remain calm, not voicing any opinion.
Yet thinking about Jiang Ning living in a bungalow, in a way it ans Lin Zida visits often, increasing her chances to interact with Jiang Ning.
Zhuang Jianhui: “I’ll think about it.”
Lin Zida’s gaze unintentionally sweeps over to the west, spotting a sneaky woman recording with her phone.
He frowns, and calls out: “Boss Yang.”
…
Xue’s kitchen.
Jiang Ning sits in front of the hearth burning wood, Tongtong and Chuchu busy beside the stove, today’s dishes include stir-fried green shrimp, beef with edama, and a braised fish stew.
“Playing with your phone again, not focusing on burning the wood.” Xue Yuantong accuses him.
Jiang Ning counters: “Always watching play with my phone, not focusing on cooking.”
Xue Yuantong proudly: “I can multitask, can you?”
Jiang Ning: “Chuchu, can I?”
“Ah?” Xue Chuchu was prepping vegetables, suddenly dragged into the battle, unsure of how to answer.
After exchanging a few words, Jiang Ning uses roasted peanuts as temptation, successfully subjugating Tongtong.
Jiang Ning continues to play on his phone, with classmates discussing the New Year’s Eve party.
With just a few days left until the party, Class 8 has an explosive lineup, their program reigning supre in the grade, featuring Jiang Ning’s magic, Bai Yuxia’s dance, Huang Zhongfei’s solo…
And backed by family connections, securing an appearance — Wu Xiaoqi’s self-directed basketball dance.
Even Guo Kunnan and Cui Yu’s stunts…
Due to the program being selected, Cui Yu’s voice has grown a lot louder in the group, overshadowing the tactical wolf Dong Qingfeng, and the social butterfly Wang Yong, becoming the brightest star in the group.
Cui Yu proudly: “Since you all want to see the stunts, let reveal a bit.”
Cui Yu clicks on the option to send pictures, finds the rehearsal photos with friends, but accidentally sends an extrely suggestive picture due to his quick fingers.
In 2014, there’s no option to withdraw, Cui Yu watches helplessly as this extraordinary picture is exposed to all his classmates.
The atmosphere freezes.
Chai Wei, who enters the group now and then, seizes the chance to strike: “Hahaha, reeally, is this what you’ll perform for the rehearsal!”
Wang Yan Yan: “Oh, that’s disgusting!”
Other classmates quickly jump in to criticize, trying to step on him.
Wang Longlong ntions how confused he is.
Liu Chuandao resolutely boycotts.
In private, Liu Chuandao ssages Cui Yu: “Got more? Send a few more to , quickly!”
Cui Yu, with the idea of “dying together,” takes a screenshot, posting the chat with Liu Chuandao in the group.
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