Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Why is this country bumpkin so white? ...

The room that the Song family arranged for Tao Ning was at the end of a wool-carpeted corridor, facing south and not very well lit, but it was very spacious, five or six times the size of the small room in the mountains.

The room is complex, with a rest area outside and a bathroom and storage room for clothes and shoes inside.

The entire room is covered with carpets, and every piece of furniture exudes a strong European style. The bed is four or five meters wide and oval in shape. The light blue bed curtains hang down like a waterfall, and the edges are lace patterns, which gives it a light and comfortable feeling. The windows are lattice windows that open parallel to each other. Outside is a small garden. Looking into the distance, you can see the mist in the mountains and forests.

The butler said, "Look, behind that mountain is the Song family's private hunting ground." He was packing the things Tao Ning brought from home: two burlap bags, a large backpack, and some bottles and jars of medicine, all with words in various foreign languages. He couldn't understand them, but he knew that he shouldn't ask about the private affairs of his guests.

He put all the old clothes that had been washed until they turned white into the inner wardrobe, and packed each piece neatly in a dust bag. Seeing this, Tao Ning also followed his example and put away the clothes.

The butler was so frightened that he even spoke in Cantonese. Then he stopped his hand, blushed and said, "Let me clean it up, you go and rest." This guest was so cute and sensible that he felt even more distressed.

Tao Ning obediently lowered her hands, her eyes fixed on him silently. The butler felt as if his entire body was on fire when he was staring at her like that, and his hands began to tremble as he gathered his clothes. "Master... Mr. Tao, this corridor leads to the living room in two directions. The way we just came, did you see the room on the farthest side?"

When they walked in, there was indeed a closed bedroom outside the corridor. Tao Ning nodded and said "hmm" softly.

The butler was a little cautious, even lowering his voice, "That's the Second Young Master's room. I'll take you to the restaurant by another route later. You just need to avoid that route in the future."

Remembering what the system said, Tao Ning blinked and whispered, "Okay, I will." It seems that he will have to take the road where Song Yucong's room is in the future. Although he is unwilling to do so in his heart, but... he cannot afford the high medical expenses, so he must go to conquer them.

Seeing the boy being so well-behaved and obedient, the servant's heart was filled with love and affection. After packing up all the clothes, he stood awkwardly and straightened his clothes. "Master Tao, there's nothing for me to do here. I'll go down first. I'll call you when it's dinner time."

The butler was about to go out when a soft voice called out to him from behind, "Wait a minute..." He turned around and the young man asked him with squinting eyes, "Can I know your name?"

His cheeks flushed instantly, and he nodded like a chick pecking at rice. "Of course... of course. My name is Ayun, you can just call me Ayun."

"What's your last name?"

The butler shook his head. "I don't have a last name, sir. My name is Ayun."

Feeling the loneliness of the person in front of him, Tao Ning knew that he had said the wrong thing and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it." He looked cautious, his eyes behind the glasses full of restraint, his slender hands nervously clutching the corner of his clothes, and his thin body looked even more sickly at this moment, as if the boy would fall down if a breeze blew in from the window.

Ah Yun hurriedly waved his hands to comfort her, stammering, "No, it's not your fault, no no no, you're not wrong, it's my fault..."

He would stutter whenever he was nervous. At seventeen or eighteen years old, the same age as Tao Ning, he was actually a teenager. The two looked at each other. Tao Ning smiled faintly, and her thick eyelashes behind the glasses curved.

Ayun was stunned again. After a long while, he quickly lowered his head, said goodbye and left in a hurry.

The room was completely empty. At the same time, a strong feeling of fatigue came over him. There was lingering fatigue between Tao Ning's beautiful eyebrows. He sat on the sofa and felt that since the examination at the hospital, he was more easily tired and weak all over.

The doctor told him that he couldn't stop taking the medicine for even a day, so Tao Ning now has to take more than a dozen bottles of medicine, big and small. The medicines printed with Chinese, English and even Arabic are placed on the table, spread out like white chess pieces.

Looking at these bitter and unpalatable medicines, Tao Ning became more determined to come up with a strategy, but Song Yucong seemed difficult to approach, and the system was busy again, so he didn't know how to "solve the problem".

The young man was in a daze until the retro clock on the wall showed that it was five o'clock in the afternoon. When he was in the hospital, he did not tell Tao Yuan that he had arrived at the Song family because she knew him well and could hear his weak tone.

Tao Ning sat up and planned to call Tao Yuan to report that he was safe - he used the landline in the room. He put the cell phone under his pillow and never turned it on again after turning it off.

The call was answered quickly, the woman's voice a bit rough and raspy, "Hello? Who is it?"

"Sister, it's me."

"Ningning!" The voice on the other end suddenly dropped several pitches. "Have you arrived at the Song family? How is it? Are you tired? Are they gossiping about you behind your back..."

The woman asked in a nagging manner, and Tao Ning answered while lowering her eyes and pinching the corner of the clothes that Tao Yuan had mended several times.

These clothes look very old, but they are actually made by Tao Yuan herself using pure cotton fabrics. This is because Tao Ning's skin is very fragile. Since she was a baby, she has broken out in rashes all over her body after using nylon fabrics. In severe cases, she will even have allergies. Only clothes made from cotton produced by her own family can protect her from skin damage.

At that time, everyone in the family laughed and said that they had not picked up a son, but a "little princess". After Tao's father and mother passed away, Tao Yuan took over Tao Ning's clothes.

Tao Ning was afraid that making too many clothes would hurt her eyes, so she wore these clothes for a long time and washed them until they turned white. But he was not very tall, so sometimes he would feel depressed about it, and sometimes he would feel a little lucky.

Tao Yuan on the other end of the phone kept mumbling for a long time, a full half hour before hanging up. The wall clock showed six o'clock. According to the usual time at home, it was time for dinner.

Tao Ning didn't know when the Song family would have dinner, but out of courtesy, he decided to take a shower first and change into the new clothes that Tao Yuan had made for him a few days ago before going to dinner, because deep down, he still hoped not to be looked down upon by the Song family.

It seems that he has nothing to show for himself except his good grades.

When he entered the bathroom, he saw a large bathtub in the corner that could accommodate three of them. Tao Ning stood there and studied it for a while, then turned on the shower, filled it with water, and finally lay down in it.

After coming out, Tao Ning changed into a shirt and trousers and put on glasses. Because it was her first time taking a bath, her snow-white skin turned a tender pink by the warm water, and her cheeks were also rosy, like a rotten rose in the garden. Her knees and elbows were all pink, and her soft, ink-black hair hung down obediently in front of her forehead, which was a bit eye-catching. Fortunately, the glasses worked and did not hurt her eyes.

Tao Ning had just changed one of her shoes when she heard rapid "bang bang bang" sounds outside the door. Someone was shouting outside, but because the room was well soundproofed, she couldn't hear what they said exactly.

Thinking it was Ah Yun, Tao Ning hurried to open the door without even putting on the other shoe. As soon as the door opened, she was met with a pair of eyes filled with cold contempt. The man stared down at the person inside and said impatiently, "Are you deaf? Why did you take so long to open the door?"

“S-Sorry…”

The young man lowered his brows, pinched the corner of his clothes nervously, and curled up his round toes as he stepped on the cold floor. He looked both honest and embarrassed.

Ayun, who was standing behind Song Yucong, was almost heartbroken and wanted to speak for him, but because of the bad-tempered man in front of her, she was unable to speak in the end.

Song Yucong looked at the boy coldly, his gaze scornfully sweeping over his humble demeanor and his rustic clothes. His gaze paused for a second on the boy's snow-white ankle. He couldn't help but frown. How could this country bumpkin be so white?