Chapter 335
Shen Jiao remembered it clearly.
When Boss Shen has nothing to do, he goes to talk to Madam Wang. When he has had enough, he comes back to eat. Occasionally, they go shopping together, eat together, and watch the fun together.
Shen Jiao felt that they should start with the simplest conversations when they became good friends.
Saying things that are of no use.
"Believe me," Shen Jiao slapped him on the shoulder, "That's what friends are like. We're doing great! It's even better if we're happy."
"Oh, okay, then smile more." Shen Wuyong cooperated by curling up the corners of his lips and showing an emotionless fake smile like Shen Jiao.
The two waved goodbye.
When they met again in the evening, Shen Wuyong made a new request: "Remember to wait for me to have dinner together tomorrow, and tell me you have prepared my favorite food."
Anyway, it's not her turn to do it.
Shen Jiao nodded: "No problem, what do you like to eat?"
Shen Wuyong was silent for a moment: "When I was little, my parents thought I liked to eat twice-cooked pork and vegetable meatball soup."
"So, do you like it?"
"It's all fine, I can't taste it."
Shen Wuyong's sense of taste is even less than his sense of pain.
Shen Jiao waved her hand: "Okay, got it. I'll ask someone to make you a bowl of noodle soup."
"Yeah." Shen Wuyong lay down beside her.
Shen Jiao said half asleep, "There are no such dishes on the table."
I never saw them eat the meals they had together.
Shen Wuyong explained, "That was when I was a kid. I like to eat what my parents cook. If not, it doesn't matter whether it's made or not."
Shen Jiao understood this explanation. Don't ask. If you ask, it's because his parents are busy, and he can't taste it, so it doesn't matter whether it's there or not.
Just like his birthday, his parents didn’t remember it, but the servants still sent him gifts, so it was useless for Shen Jiao to sow discord, his parents still had him in their hearts.
From this point of view, he is really similar to Xue Shun. He insists on saying that something exists that does not exist and deceives himself while he is sober. Ah Zhu is the same, but Ah Zhu is simply mentally ill. He firmly believes in his own ideas.
Shen Jiao might have been trapped for too long...so she felt that there was nothing wrong with this. As long as it made her happy, it was good regardless of whether it was true or not.
Otherwise, how long would she have to wait before she could make friends?
"We have to go out and play together later."
"when?"
"If you're more familiar with me or if you've seen something exciting, you can take me with you. It's not what we talked about today."
What's so interesting about forging weapons? It's not as interesting as two children fighting, but Shen Jiao doesn't want to watch children fighting...
The two of them were somewhat annoyed that the other had too many things to do and neither of them had the mood to do anything else.
"Go to sleep."
"Go to sleep."
It was too taxing to think about all this; it took them nearly half a month to figure out what the other person needed.
In fact, they are all insignificant things.
Shen Wuyong needed Shen Jiao to wait for him to eat, bring him clothes, and ask him a few questions when he was sick. If he was injured, it would be best if Shen Jiao could cry.
Shen Jiao needs Shen Wuyong to talk to her, walk around with her, and watch some fun. If he can accompany her to farm and steal flowers, then Shen Wuyong would be a great man.
Two people sat on the city wall, chewing on the not-so-delicious candied haws.
Thinking about these two things.
Shen Wuyong said, "That's about it. I'll have someone prepare the clothes. Just give them to me."
Shen Jiao was a little greedy: "I think they will also use the same handkerchiefs and purses, buy the same clothes and jewelry."
Shen Wuyong: ...
"I don't need those things, but a handkerchief will do. Can I buy some later?"
It seems that Madam Wang embroidered it herself, right?
Shen Jiao looked at Shen·Wang Niangzi·Wuyong and shook his head with a dull look: "Forget it, I don't have much use for it."
It didn't look like she, the princess, would be able to embroider a handkerchief purse for her with great skill.
Shen Jiao said, "It would be great if you had two daughters. We could each take care of one. It would be better if one could talk, as that would be more fun."
Shen Wuyong: "...I don't like children."
Shen Jiao said: "I don't like it either, but they do these things every day."
"Why do you always imitate others?"
What Shen Wuyong wanted were all things he had before and what he liked, but Shen Jiao was clearly just copying others, no matter what, she did the same. Shen Wuyong was very happy to be coaxed recently, so he was happy to ask a few more questions.
"Don't you have anything you want to do?"
"Yes, I want to leave here. Are there any friends who are willing to help me escape or run with me?" Shen Jiao was still determined to do so.
Shen Wuyong: ...I just didn't ask her any more questions.
"Skip and leave. If you were free now, what would you do?"
"Farming." Shen Jiao said without hesitation.
"You've already replanted it, what else?"
"Open a...herb and medicine shop." Shen Jiao said with some hesitation.
Shen Wuyong: "You know how to make incense and medicine."
"A little."
"Okay, then open one. What else?"
"Also, there should be an embroidery workshop across from the perfume and medicine shop. You should stay there with a husband who has little presence but is not too annoying, and two children."
Shen Wuyong: ...
"Who are you imitating?"
"Then don't worry about it," Shen Jiao suddenly perked up and babble, "Just remember, I'm your best friend, and I love your child. We'd better get a dog, an older little girl, and live next door with a not-so-lovely couple. Occasionally, you can steal their aloe vera and pick a fight with the woman next door."
Shen Jiao muttered, "I wonder where in the city the pork is the cheapest."
Is there another person like Mrs. Li San who is very honest in doing business?
Shen Jiao didn't miss them very much, she just felt that those people had something that she would never have.
Shen Wuyong glanced at her and said, "If you really want these, it's not difficult. You just have to wear a human skin mask, don't let others know who we are, and don't make a scene in front of my parents, otherwise I won't do it."
"I can also not do it!"
"Sister, I'm not the one who lost the bet."
Shen Jiao: ...
She sighed: "Forget it, fake ones are not that interesting."
Shen Wuyong disagreed: "I think fake is also good. Some things cannot be taken seriously. Living too clearly is bound to cause pain."
He was enjoying it and even advised, "Sister, instead of trying to be someone else, why don't you just be yourself? You can't stuff someone else's memories into your own head. No matter how hard you try, you won't be happy."
"That's easy to say." Shen Jiao's hands were sticky and uncomfortable from the melted sugar coating on the candied haws, as if they were clinging to the past. Shen Jiao said, "If I want to be myself, why should I imitate others? Don't you have something you want to forget?"
"Of course there is, but sister, you're not just forgetting some things, you're trying to forget your entire self and create a new one," Shen Wuyong said. "If that's what you really want, reincarnation would be the quickest and best option."
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