Chapter 246 You Don’t Have to Get Old to Die
Ning Fengsheng froze.
She raised her head and looked at him with red and swollen eyes.
In those always cold eyes, Ning Fengsheng saw for the first time something she had never seen before - that might be the feeling that her grandparents had carved on the fruit tree, the kind that would last from youth to old age.
Her chest felt congested, and countless emotions surged into her throat.
"Master, a towel... wipe it quickly." Moss brought a dry towel.
Nanchuan Shijue first dried Ning Fengsheng's hair and face, his movements were surprisingly gentle.
"Master, your shoes..." Moss looked at his feet and the corners of his mouth twitched.
I'm really impressed. How did the young master manage to walk back with two water bags hanging on his shoulders?
Nanchuan Shijue carefully took off his shoes, his socks were also very wet: "Pour out the water and dry it!"
Moss weighed two plastic bags filled with water and couldn't help laughing.
"If you laugh again, your salary will be deducted!" Nanchuan Shijue said angrily.
"Come on, Master! My salary has just been raised, and I haven't even touched it once, and you're going to deduct it?!"
"Miss Ning, why are you so wet? Go into the room and change into something clean!" Aunt Zhang's eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had just heard the news of the old man's death.
"Aunt Zhang..." Ning Fengsheng couldn't help but rush over when he saw the familiar person and threw himself into her arms, "Grandpa..."
Aunt Zhang has been serving in the old house for decades and watched Ning Fengsheng grow up.
She patted Ning Fengsheng on the back and said with a sob, "Silly child, I know everything. Everyone will die, and it doesn't necessarily mean dying when you're old. You can die at any time. If the one you love is gone, what's the point of living longer? The old man passed away right after the old lady, and his life was enough. Miss Ning, don't be sad, live happily every day..."
These words made Ning Fengsheng's eardrums and heart ache.
Yes, grandparents have at least lived to this age.
Just like Nanchuan Shijue said, happy funeral...
Everyone will die, but not necessarily when they are old; they can die at any time.
Neither she nor Nanchuan Shijue can necessarily live a peaceful and stable life until old age.
"Your room has been kept the same as it was. Hurry up and change into some dry clothes." Aunt Zhang took her to her room. "There are your old clothes in the closet. They are washed and dried regularly, just waiting for you to come back and wear them."
Ning Fengsheng's fingers trembled slightly when he pushed open the door painted light pink.
The time in the room seemed to freeze on the summer day when she left for the last time.
The lace curtains fluttered in the breeze, the shell wind chimes on the desk jingled, and even the stuffed bear with one ear missing at the head of the bed was still sitting beside the pillow, staring at her quietly with its button eyes.
"The old lady always said that Miss Ning might come back someday." Aunt Zhang stood at the door, her voice soft as if she was telling a secret. "Your childhood clothes and toys are still stored in the attic. The old man couldn't bear to throw them away, saying they were all treasures."
Ning Fengsheng's fingertips stroked the mark on the edge of the desk - on her seventh birthday, she insisted on carving her height on the table with a knife.
The table was carved crookedly, but grandpa didn't blame her. He just smiled and rubbed her head. The next day, he inlaid a gold border on the desk, saying that it was worthy of the little princess's masterpiece.
The clothes in the closet exude the scent of sunshine.
Ning Fengsheng changed into a light yellow cotton and linen dress. This should be the dress she wore when she was 17...
The moment the fabric touched her skin, she felt as if she was embraced by youth, and her eyes suddenly became hot.
The toy cabinet is filled with puppets made by grandpa.
A nodding deer, a spinning windmill, and a dancing doll with flexible joints.
The edges of each toy have been rubbed until they are round and shiny, recording countless afternoons of being pampered.
On a snack rack that covers an entire wall, colorful packaging bags are neatly arranged, all of which contain her favorite snacks: plum candies, potato chips, coconut cakes...
Ning Fengsheng picked up a bag of spicy potato chips with a cartoon rabbit printed on it, the plastic wrapper rustling between her fingers.
Suddenly I remembered those past battles of wits and courage with Nanchuan Shijue——
I was hiding in bed eating potato chips when he carried me and the quilt away;
He was caught eating spicy chips in the bathroom and was spanked by Nanchuan Shijue;
He sneaked into the utility room in the middle of the night to look for a hidden snack box, but was caught red-handed by Nanchuan Spyker who was following him!
I can still vividly remember the man throwing the entire box of snacks into the trash can with a cold face.
"Ning Fengsheng, can't you eat something good? Do you really enjoy being a trash can?"
"These junk foods are full of additives. Next time you feel craving for them, tell me and I'll buy you something healthy!"
"Don't hide food under the covers from now on. It's unhygienic!"
Ning Fengsheng was not allowed to eat this or that. Every time he returned to the old house, he would eat a lot and complain to his grandfather.
"No wonder Shengsheng has lost weight. Grandpa gives you food. You come to see Grandpa every day, so Grandpa buys you a lot. Shengsheng can eat as much as she wants..."
Before leaving, grandma would always give her a bunch of vegetables, fruits and melons that she grew herself, and secretly give her a few packets of "prohibited snacks".
Ning Fengsheng's tears started to fall as she thought about it. If Nanchuan Shijue saw this pile of snacks, he would definitely be angry.
Every time she secretly ate snacks, he would use a magnifying glass to check the ingredient list on the instructions, and he wanted to take it to the laboratory for testing and throw the results in her face.
Ning Fengsheng picked out a pack of nostalgic snacks from the shelf.
After going to country Z, I found that there were no snack brands from Beizhou country in the snack area.
I want to taste the flavor of my childhood one last time.
"Click" - the sound of the packaging bag being torn open was particularly clear in the silence.
As the spicy aroma entered my nose, the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Does it take so long to change clothes?" Nanchuan Shijue leaned against the door frame, his black pajamas making his shoulders look like they were cut by a knife - he was wearing an old man's suit, with short sleeves and trouser legs.
The man's eyes fell on the snacks in Ning Fengsheng's hand, and his eyebrows raised subtly.
Ning Fengsheng subconsciously hid the spicy potato chips behind his back, like a primary school student caught in the act.
Moss poked his head out from behind Nanchuan Shijue: "Hey, Miss Ning is hiding from us and secretly eating delicious food!"
"I haven't started eating yet..." Ning Fengsheng's voice was weak, and his eyes drifted towards the cold jaw of Nanchuan Shijue.
The man was unusually quiet today, just scanning the snack shelf with his hawk-like eyes.
"I don't want to eat anymore." Ning Fengsheng wanted to put the snacks back.
"Eat if you want." Nanchuan Shijue suddenly said, "No one is watching you."
Nanchuan Shijue was very strict about her eating snacks, but now he said this?
However, her current identity is Si Yin...
She took a tentative bite of the spicy potato chips, her eyes fixed on Nanchuan Shijue's reaction.
After confirming that he really had no intention of stopping her, she stuffed her mouth full and began to eat with peace of mind.
Still the taste of childhood...
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