Post-Snow Disaster: Forced Wilderness Survival with My Ex

In a fantastical world, a story of wilderness survival with no golden finger, focusing only on survival, delicious food, hoarding grains, and farming, with a touch of the supernatural (not scary).<...

Chapter 140 Myself

Then Jiang Xi heard Yan Jing'an sigh, put down his basket, and take out a package of unidentified items wrapped in banana leaves and hand it to her.

Jiang Xi opened it and found a packet of champagne fruit.

Before she could even say thank you, Yan Jing'an carried the basket into the yard.

Jiang Xi glanced at his back, took the champagne fruit, pinched one and put it in her mouth. The fruit was riper now and tasted sweeter than before. The dopamine made her feel relieved of the depression from last night.

She rubbed her throbbing temples and cheered herself on, knowing it would be over soon.

Before falling asleep again that night, Yan Zheng was much more nervous than her. He prepared hot water and painkillers in advance and talked twice as much as usual.

"Call me if you wake up in the middle of the night, and take your medicine if the pain gets too bad."

"I'm right here beside you. If I fall asleep, just kick me and I'll wake up."

Jiang Xi was amused by his last sentence and snuggled closer to him: "What if it gets kicked under the bed?"

Yan Zheng grabbed her slender leg: "With your small frame, when will you be able to fight against me? Don't say that again."

Gently scratching his neck, Jiang Xi whispered, "So confident? Wait for me to practice some more, I definitely won't let you down."

Yan Zheng felt ticklish from her tickling, so he grabbed her mischievous hand and gave her a light peck on the lips.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Okay, I'll wait."

Entering the dream again went even more smoothly than Jiang Xi had imagined. After a series of ringing bells, Jiang Xi felt a faint warmth on her back. When she stepped out of the house, the courtyard outside was no longer the familiar place she had imagined.

This time she came to a bustling downtown area that looked like an ancient city, with snacks everywhere, vendors' shouts rising and falling, and the streets bustling with activity.

Jiang Xi followed the sound of the bell, walked through an alley, and came to a small courtyard with blue bricks deep in the alley.

Without any hindrance, she entered the courtyard, or rather, the word "drifted" would be quite fitting.

Under an ancient tree, an old woman with a full head of silver hair was dozing off, fanning herself.

As she approached, she realized it was her grandmother. Jiang Xi chuckled. Just like when she was young, Ms. Du Rongzhen could only fall asleep quickly in a rocking chair.

She squatted down and couldn't help but watch for a while longer. Her grandmother had passed away early, before she even had a full head of white hair. She never thought she would see this scene one day.

The next moment, the old woman in the rocking chair seemed to sense something, opened her eyes and stared intently at her. Jiang Xi was startled and was about to move away when her grandmother closed her eyes again, humming a country tune.

Jiang Xi then stood up again.

Then a rumbling sound suddenly came from the alley, getting closer and closer until it stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

With a snap, the roaring stopped, and a moment later, the courtyard gate was pushed open.

Jiang Xi was extremely surprised when she saw who had come.

It was herself, no, it was Jiang Xi from this world. She was indeed very different from herself.

Black jacket, slim-fit jeans, Doc Martens boots, and a black helmet.

As she walked into the courtyard, she deftly removed her helmet, her long hair flying in the wind, her eyes sharp, leaving Jiang Xi stunned.

She really is; from head to toe, her clothes and outfits perfectly align with her own aesthetic preferences.

Jiang Xi, dressed in black, also spoke loudly, shouting, "Grandma, I'm here!"

Ms. Du Rongzhen, who was taking a nap in her rocking chair, said with her eyes still closed, fanning herself with a palm leaf fan, "Keep your voice down, I heard your motorcycle a long time ago."

Jiang Xi smiled indifferently, walked to the stone table and poured herself a glass of water: "Can't handle this? This is still low horsepower. Wait until I get a 200 horsepower one next time, then you can hear it, that's what I call powerful."

After saying that, he downed the water in his cup in one gulp.

After hearing this, Du Rongzhen fanned herself faster and faster with her palm leaf fan, and exclaimed, "Oh dear, please don't make me angry. Let me live with myself in this alley. Old Mrs. Zhang next door just had a heart stent implanted. If you come here a few more times, I'll be too ashamed to go out."

Jiang Xi, dressed in black, waved her hand and said, "Alright, alright, I'll walk next time."

Hearing her say that, Du Rongzhen snorted and asked, "How's Xiao Yan doing lately?"

Jiang Xi found a stone bench and sat down next to her grandmother: "It's fine as it is. I have to go to Italy with him in a few days for overseas training."

Before she could finish speaking, Ms. Du Rongzhen slapped her hand with her fan: "I didn't mention work. Have you two made any progress?"

Jiang Xi tossed her hair and said helplessly, "I've told you so many times, there's nothing between us, and besides, Grandma, I've already told you I have a boyfriend."

Upon hearing this, Du Rongzhen quickly opened her eyes, her face beaming with smiles: "Really? Quickly show Grandma the photos. What do you do? What does your family do?"

Jiang Xi, dressed in black, bit her lip: "I knew you'd ask all sorts of questions. He works in finance, and his family is in finance too. I don't have a photo, but I'll bring him to meet you next time."

"Don't worry, your granddaughter has impeccable taste; she'll make sure you're satisfied."

"Okay, okay, even though it's not Xiao Yan, it's fine as long as you like it." With that, Du Rongzhen happily lay back down.

Jiang Xi, dressed in black, glanced at her twice, and after a long while, she mustered up her courage to ask, "Grandma, I have something to ask you, please don't be angry."

Du Rongzhen hummed in agreement.

Jiang Xi then cautiously asked, "You think Lingling won't die since she's wearing that bell?" After saying that, she glanced at the old lady again.

Ms. Du Rongzhen didn't even open her eyes. After a long while, she sighed and asked, "Still no news from the search and rescue team?"

Jiang Xi looked at the palm-leaf fan and shook her head: "It's been more than ten years. If she were alive, she should have found it long ago."

Du Rongzhen snorted coldly and said leisurely, "Don't try to trick me into saying anything. I'll tell you straight, she's definitely alive. Mother Bell is with me. If anything happens to her, I'll be able to sense it."

Jiang Xi, dressed in black, took the fan from the old lady's hand, covered her mouth, and only looked at her with her big eyes.

She said pitifully, "Grandma, are you still angry with me?"

Ms. Du Rongzhen opened her eyes and took the fan back: "I won't be angry as long as you accept the mother bell."

Jiang Xi, dressed in black, pouted and said, "I knew you'd say that. I don't want that bell."

"Besides, I don't believe it has any great benefits, otherwise why hasn't Lingling been found yet?"

She tried to say something more, but was hit on the head with a fan.

Du Rongzhen, exasperated, filmed and said, "What do you know? What do you know? All you do is study money and such. You even dare to make up things from our ancestors' history."

Jiang Xi, dressed in black, was silenced and quickly said with a smile, "Alright, alright, don't be angry. Why don't you tell me about this bell? If I feel it's okay, I'll accept it."

The old lady gave her a sidelong glance: "Seriously? You're not lying to me?"

Jiang Xi quickly nodded and sat up straight: "Go on."

Seeing her serious expression, Du Rongzhen also perked up and said, word by word, "The mother and child bells are beyond the reach of time and yin and yang."