Chapter 72 How to torment Jiaojiao, how to torment her...
Liu Jiao still refused to tell her where her heartache lay.
He was unwilling to tell him what he had experienced.
She clearly doesn't want to resolve her issues with him.
I hope to sever ties with him.
But he wanted to be with Jiaojiao.
If T doesn't know the problem, how can he resolve the conflict with Liu Jiao?
Sang Ji never puts all his eggs in one basket.
Seeing that things weren't going well with Liu Jiao, he turned to find Liu Jiao's parents.
When Sang Ji arrived, Liu Jiao's parents were feeding the cows.
With cattle prices low recently, they have taken the opportunity to raise a lot of draft cattle.
When Sang Ji arrived, Gu Su glanced at him casually with a disdainful expression, completely ignoring him and pretending not to see him. He continued cutting grass, putting the last bundle of grass into the grass basin.
Sang Ji took the initiative to step forward and speak: "Father, Mother."
Gu Su scoffed coldly.
Xiao then "accidentally" splashed water on him.
Fortunately, Sang Ji reacted quickly, otherwise he would have gotten completely soaked.
"Hey, we're not your father or mother, so don't try to get too close to us!"
"Who are you?" Gu Su narrowed his eyes.
Sang Ji seemed a little awkward, after all, it was like "an ugly son-in-law meeting his future in-laws".
"My name is Sang Ji. I once stayed at my father's and mother's house for a period of time."
Sang Ji introduced himself reservedly.
"Oh, so it's your ex-son-in-law!" Gu Su's words were incredibly sarcastic, yet his expression remained blank, making it impossible to discern his true feelings.
"Xiao Sang, haha Xiao Sang! Just call him Uncle and Aunt, why call him Father and Mother? That sounds so familiar!" Gu Su suddenly realized.
"Is there anything I can help you with? We still have to feed the cows, we're busy."
"Uncle and Aunt, you can rest, I'll take care of it." Sang Ji was eager to help and hurriedly stepped forward to respectfully take the large pot of grass.
Gu Su feigned composure:
"I can't accept this..."
However, he let Sang Ji take the grass basin from his hand.
Sang Ji replied politely, "It's alright, we're all family, just let me take the fall."
Having received these words, Gu Su and Madam Xiao exchanged a satisfied glance.
Xiao also smiled, and the two of them remained silent, pleased with themselves.
Sang Ji lifted his brocade robe and placed the grass basin in front of the ox.
The bull's horns almost hit him.
Gu Su and Madam Xiao sat quietly on the small stools that Sang Ji had brought, observing.
Seeing Sang Ji turn around and look at him, it was clear he had something to ask—
Xiao pretended to look at the sky, avoiding Sang Ji's gaze: "It's so cold today. I'm fine with a blanket, but I wonder if the newborn calf is cold."
Sang Ji immediately understood.
Before Gu Su could get up to get the earmuffs he had prepared for the calf, Gu Su picked up the earmuffs himself and went to the cowshed.
His brocade robes felt extremely out of place in the cowshed.
His jade pendant was ripped off by the ox's mouth.
When he tried to retrieve the jade pendant, his sword accidentally bumped into the cow's rump.
The bull turned around angrily, its two horns nearly tearing open Sang Ji's abdominal wound.
Sang Ji's face was deathly pale.
But she still forced a smile.
He didn't want to leave Jiaojiao with a bad impression anymore.
Sang Ji was in the cowshed, where he was kicked from the left and pulled from the right.
After a long time, and after trying five or six times, he finally managed to put the earmuffs on the calf.
Sang Ji breathed a sigh of relief and patted the mud off his body.
He forced himself to put the jade pendant back on his waist, resisting the urge to drool from the cow.
He will definitely take a good shower when he gets home.
He couldn't stand the thought of himself being dirty.
Having just caught his breath, Gu Su, who was beside Madam Xiao, sighed again:
"My ledger is making me so upset that I don't even want to talk! If someone could help me with the accounts, I would be all smiles and talkative!"
"Little Sang, can you do accounts?"
Sang Ji immediately straightened up, turned around, and nodded.
Immediately, Sang Ji looked at the list of chickens, ducks, geese, geese, ducks, and chickens in the ledger and felt completely overwhelmed.
Before him lay a mountain of account books.
Sang Ji pursed his lips, but showed no impatience, and plunged into the pile of ledgers.
Sang Ji was busy all day.
Caught in the maelstrom of the imperial court, this was the first time he had encountered such mundane matters of a peasant family.
When Wangyoujun saw Sangji, Sangji, who was usually more patient than an eagle, now had two faint bluish-black patches on his face.
"Stop laughing," Sang Ji interrupted him.
Seeing his pathetic state, Wangyoujun laughed gleefully for a while.
After a busy day, Sang Ji still couldn't get the answer he wanted.
"So, do you know what Jiaojiao went through in Beijing?"
Wangyoujun was summoned from Huajing by Sangji to assist him in handling official business.
The two are the most compatible partners.
Just now, under Sang Ji's cold gaze, Wangyoujun withdrew his white teeth.
"Alright, alright, I'll tell you." Wangyoujun planned to embellish the story for Sangji.
The truth that Sang Ji wanted to know, he always knew; it was just a matter of time.
Rather than letting Sang Ji investigate on his own, it's better for him to tell him.
I hope that Sang Ji won't be misled by those around him again, causing misunderstandings with Jiao Jiao and tormenting her.
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