Chapter 632: 395
Chuchu’s house had bought a bungalow, the layout and the décor were similar to Xue Yuantong’s, simply with whitewashed walls and cent floors.
Much inferior to the various types of flooring available in the city, yet for them, such decoration was already sufficient.
When Aunt Pan sold the house, many items were left behind, including the refrigerator, television, washing machine, and air conditioner. Almost everything was left.
Thinking about setting up the whole house was a huge task, fortunately, there were Hua Fengi and Aunt Gu. They were very capable, sweeping the floors, wiping tables, and cleaning the fridge, thodically getting on with it.
Lunch was just a quick bite of sothing.
Not until the afternoon did Xue Chuchu’s room beco clean and empty, with only a bed and a desk in it.
Jiang Ning helped by moving the dried wardrobe from outside into the room, but the room still felt empty.
Xue Yuantong had brought two flowerpots, and Jiang Ning took a pot of green radishes from the windowsill.
Xue Chuchu kept saying it wasn’t necessary, but Tongtong wouldn’t listen to her.
Gradually, as the desk was set with textbooks and stationery, and the bed made with a thin quilt, the room felt richer and more vibrant.
There were still many details in the whole house that weren’t sorted out; such tasks couldn’t be finished in one or two days, they needed to be dealt with slowly in the course of daily routines.
…
As dinner ti approached, Hua Fengi rode out to buy cold dishes, and Xue Chuchu’s room was cooled with air conditioning.
Xue Chuchu was tidying the desk drawers, while Tongtong sat on the bed. As for Jiang Ning, he had gone back to his own room, leaving so private space to the two girls.
Xue Chuchu fiddled with so sundries, recalling the scene in the alley before.
In her mory, Jiang Ning had always appeared gentle, speaking softly and acting calmly and genteelly, just like the big brother from next door.
She had never imagined that Jiang Ning could be so skilled and ruthless when taking action, and this contrast made it hard for Xue Chuchu to accept for a while.
It was an indescribable feeling.
She turned her head to look at Tongtong and suddenly said, “Jiang Ning helped you out today, didn’t he?”
Looking back, Xue Chuchu had not forgotten that Jiang Ning stepped in because Tongtong was yelled at and he insisted on getting an apology.
Xue Yuantong had been very scared in the morning, but she quickly recovered. She knew better than anyone that Jiang Ning had only acted because of her.
Every ti she rembered Jiang Ning’s figure, a smile would always form at the corners of her mouth: “He’s a bit clumsy.”
She blad herself, “Ah, I should have stopped him.”
Being yelled at was nothing serious; she was more worried that Jiang Ning would get into trouble. She’d rather be hurt herself than have him take risks.
Xue Chuchu asked, “Have you ever seen Jiang Ning like he was today?”
She thought Tongtong definitely hadn’t.
Xue Yuantong casually said, “Happens all the ti.”
From the beginning of the school year when Jiang Ning fought Song Sheng, to the fight with Deng Xiang and others, and later in evening self-study, he fought the bad guys riding motorcycles; Xue Yuantong was used to it, Jiang Ning never got hurt anyway.
Xue Chuchu was incredulous: “Does he get into fights often?”
Xue Yuantong replied, “I guess so, our class is full of martial spirits, often settling things through martial discussions.”
“Don’t be fooled by how formidable Jiang Ning looks outside, but at ho, he has to listen to ,” Xue Yuantong said, his food, clothing, shelter, and transportation were all related to her.
If she wasn’t happy, Jiang Ning’s quality of life would definitely suffer.
Xue Chuchu was sowhat skeptical.
Xue Yuantong caught the expression of her good sister and exaggeratedly proclaid,
“There’s plenty of ti in the future; you’ll understand later.”
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7:30 in the evening.
Hua Fengi and Aunt Gu hurried back, bringing lots of dishes.
Hearing that dinner was ready, Xue Yuantong and Xue Chuchu went out. A dining table was placed in the middle of the courtyard, with both the front and back doors open; the breeze blowing through the hall dispersed the day’s heat.
Hua Fengi slipped bags over dishes. Braised duck wings, braised tofu skin, cold salads, and a big bag of barbecue – skewers of lamb, grilled pork belly, beef tendons, green peppers, leeks, and more, lined up on the table.
Hua Fengi opened a large bottle of chilled cola: “Tongtong, Jiang Ning, Auntie didn’t have ti to cook today, just bought so stuff to make do, tomorrow I’ll go to the market to buy an old hen to cook for you.”
Xue Yuantong looked at the greasy grilled beef tendons, “Aunt Hua, this is more than enough!”
Jiang Ning: “It’s really good.”
“And Sister Gu, thank you so much,” Hua Fengi was moved. Although it had been a hard day moving, it was one of the happiest days she had had in years.
She hadn’t forgotten that all they had today was thanks to Aunt Gu for getting her into the Green Liquid Company; otherwise, she never would have crossed the threshold of the Green Liquid Company in her life.
Xue Chuchu heard her mother’s words, her eyes slightly warm, as if there was a mist of water in them.
Aunt Gu picked up a cola, “We still have many days ahead, let’s eat.”
The five toasted, and the little courtyard filled with laughter and cheer.
After dinner, Chuchu continued to tidy up her room. Xue Yuantong helped for a while before Chuchu said she planned to read.
Xue Yuantong told her to co to Jiang Ning’s room for a eting after she finished reading in the evening.
Having said that, Xue Yuantong ran to Jiang Ning’s room to play video gas, and she soon reached the Diamond tier.
Jiang Ning told her that if she could reach Diamond tier, he would play a two-player ga with her.
A look of disdain appeared at the corner of Xue Yuantong’s mouth, yet these past few days she had been diligently playing LoL; she wanted to play with Jiang Ning.
No sooner had Xue Yuantong finished that match than Jiang Ning, having finished his shower, entered the room and saw that she hadn’t started a ga yet. Jiang Ning gave her a task:
“Tongtong, help wash my clothes.”
Xue Yuantong instinctively obeyed, but then she suddenly rembered boasting in front of Chuchu during the day, “Don’t be fooled by Jiang Ning’s imposing manner outside; at ho, he has to listen to .”
If she obediently washed the clothes, and Chuchu saw her, wouldn’t it an that all her boasts had turned into a joke?
Chuchu would definitely say, “Tongtong, I thought you had a high status at ho, how co you’re still washing clothes?”
Xue Yuantong shook her little head, banishing that unbearable thought.
“I won’t wash them,” Xue Yuantong defiantly refused, “I’m about to start a ga.”
She clicked matchmake.
“No worries, I can play for you,” said Jiang Ning.
Xue Yuantong’s fingers stiffened, and she pouted, “Hmph, don’t think I’m easy to bully, why should I wash them?”
She planned to knock Jiang Ning down a peg or two and let him know who was the head of the household.
Xue Yuantong envisioned various scenarios in her head.
For example, if he dared to say that she used to do the washing, then Xue Yuantong would loudly inform him that she wouldn’t do it anymore!
No matter what he said, Xue Yuantong reckoned that with her supre intelligence, she could surely co up with a response.
She put on a fearless face, waiting for Jiang Ning to make a move.
Jiang Ning said nothing, instead walking up to Tongtong.
Xue Yuantong sat in the chair, her legs dangling, looking up at him with a defiant, tough, and domineering expression (in her imagination).
Jiang Ning stared at her snowy white face and suddenly pinched it gently, saying softly,
“Be good, wash the clothes.”
Xue Yuantong’s face flushed, and she averted her gaze, her heart suddenly pounding fast and her body feeling warm.
The usually unrivalled Xue Yuantong found herself at a loss.
She hurriedly jumped down from the chair and, like a little rabbit, bolted through the door and fled quickly.
Watching her small figure retreat, Jiang Ning reminded her, “Take my clothes with you.”
Two minutes later, Xue Yuantong was sitting on her own little stool, scrubbing clothes.
While washing clothes, she felt pitiful and pathetic.
Why should she be afraid of him?
She thought that after washing the clothes, she would go and give him trouble.
But after she finished the laundry, she didn’t dare go.
Luckily, it was the age of the internet, and she had a mobile phone.
Xue Yuantong logged into QQ, furious, and sought out Jiang Ning: “You’re underestimating !”
“No,” replied Jiang Ning instantly.
The phone made a special caring dripping sound, which annoyed Xue Yuantong so much that she thought about turning off the special care but couldn’t bring herself to do it.
She typed furiously, “You’re cheating.”
“No.”
“You’re a bad guy.”
“Not.”
“You’re despicable.”
“No.”
No matter what she said, Jiang Ning simply negated everything.
Xue Yuantong received the replies, an entire screen full of her unilaterally accusing Jiang Ning, while he dared only ekly deny everything. From this, it was evident how imposing she was.
Xue Yuantong took a screenshot, ready to send it to Chuchu to let her bestie witness her domineering scolding of Jiang Ning.
But who knew, with an accidental tap, Xue Yuantong sent the screenshot to Jiang Ning.
Suddenly, Xue Yuantong’s heart raced, her forehead felt chilly, and at that mont, a flash of light crossed her little mind.
Xue Yuantong took a deep breath and replied, “I’ve saved the evidence that you won’t admit you’re wrong!”
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