Shen Yurong obediently took the vegetables to the kitchen.
Ning Wan, on the other hand, sat leisurely in a chair, watching the people and cars come and go on the street.
Springtime brings vibrant colors to the entire Longshou Village.
A pale green of grass adorns both sides of the street, interspersed with colorful flowers. Birds perch on branches, singing merrily. A gentle breeze blows by, causing the leaves on the branches to sway and rustle.
The wind was comfortable and gentle.
This inevitably brings to mind Grandma Chen.
However, that version of myself from another time and space ultimately didn't make it through this complete spring...
...
Just as Ning Wan was lost in her thoughts, a gray-black sports car suddenly appeared in her field of vision.
The car stopped right in front of the boxed rice shop and then remained stationary, blocking the entrance.
Ning Wan frowned and stood up, wanting to go forward and remind the other person that parking was not allowed here.
But then they saw the car door open.
A well-mannered young man stepped out of the car.
The boy's clothes were somewhat heavy.
A gray wool coat paired with a black turtleneck sweater made his slightly youthful face appear both mature and aged.
His pale face showed an unnatural sickness.
The boy was holding a handkerchief in his hand. Ever since he got off the bus, he had been constantly wiping his palms with the handkerchief.
After using it, I casually tossed it aside.
Then he took out a new one from his coat pocket and covered his mouth and nose.
He stood at the shop entrance, hesitating for a long time, his gaze sweeping back and forth inside the shop. He lifted his foot and then put it down again, as if searching for a place to put his foot down.
Finally, his brows furrowed slightly, his expression one of disgust.
Judging from his appearance, he's clearly a pampered young master who ran away from some wealthy family.
Adhering to the principle that guests are always welcome, Ning Wan stood up to greet her, a standard, fixed smile spreading across her face: "Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"
The other person's gaze shifted from the surrounding environment to Ning Wan.
The look in his eyes was undisguised and extremely presumptuous, which immediately displeased Ning Wan.
She was about to ask him to leave when Shen Yurong suddenly came out of the kitchen: "Ning Wan, I've washed these vegetables at least three times, they're clean enough... Shen Xinxing?"
Shen Yurong looked at him warily, his tone somewhat unfriendly: "What are you doing here?"
Faced with his attitude, Shen Xinxing was unimpressed: "Big brother, I came here to see you and third brother."
Then, he took the initiative to introduce himself to Ning Wan: "Hello, Third Sister-in-law, my name is Shen Xinxing. I am the fourth child in my family, you can call me Xiaoxing."
"This is my first visit, and I haven't prepared any gifts. Please don't blame me, Third Sister-in-law..."
Shen Yurong raised his hand to stop him from speaking.
He picked up the QR code on the table and handed it to Shen Xinxing: "You're really thoughtful, just scan the code."
“With the strength of our Shen family, the gift should be worth at least 10,000 yuan.” Shen Yurong looked at Shen Xinxing with a playful smile on his lips: “Shen Xinxing, don’t you dare embarrass our Shen family.”
Shen Xinxing stared at Shen Yurong quietly for a long time.
Finally, he quietly took out his phone and readily paid 10,000 yuan.
Ning Wan was overjoyed at the unexpected windfall.
Before she could even check her balance, Shen Yurong simply tossed the payment code back to her.
Then, looking impatient, he started to shoo them away: "The gift is all that matters. Turn right as you leave, and goodbye!"
Shen Xinxing was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is it possible that 10,000 yuan can't even buy Third Sister-in-law a cup of tea?"
That's not a very nice thing to say.
If word gets out, how will Ning Wan ever be able to face anyone again?
Ning Wan walked silently to the freezer, took out a bottle of Kangshifu Iced Tea, and stuffed it into Shen Xinxing's hand: "Tea, here you go."
The drinks this season are a bit icy, and they can even freeze your hands.
Shen Xinxing's fingertips quickly turned red.
He silently placed the drink on the table beside him, then took out a new handkerchief to wipe his hands: "I just heard that my eldest brother works for my third brother, so I came to see you. I didn't mean any harm."
"Are you really here to see me, or just to see me make a fool of myself? Do you think I can't tell?" Shen Yurong said, "Shen Xinxing, I just don't like to use my brain, I'm not hopelessly stupid!"
"Brother, you've misunderstood me." Shen Xinxing wiped his palms and the backs of his hands patiently, saying, "I'm just very worried about you."
"You watch too many TV dramas, don't talk to me like that!"
Shen Yurong has a bad temper and speaks bluntly.
But Shen Xinxing seemed to have long been used to it.
He glanced at Ning Wan with a faint look in his eyes: "Third Sister-in-law."
Ning Wan: "..."
Ning Wan shuddered, feeling a sudden, inexplicable chill run down her spine...
...
Shen Yurong instinctively stepped in front of Ning Wan, saying, "Don't try to claim kinship with me here. Shen Fu hasn't married into the family yet, so he has absolutely no relation to you."
“If that’s the case, isn’t it the same for you, eldest brother?” Shen Xinxing retorted sharply, “Has your third sister-in-law ever called you ‘elder brother’?”
Shen Yurong's eyebrows shot up, his jaw dropped in astonishment.
How could he possibly expect Ning Wan to call him "elder brother"?
During the days Ning Wan worked at the store, she always called him "Xiao Shen".
At first, Shen Yurong was not very satisfied, feeling that the title made him look too young.
But over time, you get used to it.
Shen Xinxing brought this up deliberately, intending to provoke Shen Yurong.
Unexpectedly, the other party didn't get angry but laughed instead.
Shen Yurong even retorted with a hint of smugness, "At least that little brat calls me 'Uncle,' what about you? Who do you think you are?"
Shen Xinxing: "..."
What does that count for?
Is he my uncle? ...
...
Shen Xinxing took a deep breath.
Once he calmed down, a faint smile appeared on his lips: "I'm just here to visit my third brother and sister-in-law at my father's request. And also to remind my eldest brother."
“We are family after all; blood ties are unbreakable. Father is also heartbroken about what happened to my wife, but…”
Before Shen Xinxing could finish speaking, Shen Yurong interrupted him again: "So what! Or should I be like Nezha, cutting off my flesh to return to my mother and my bones to return to my father? You should tell him to ask Chinese law if it's possible."
Shen Xinxing closed his eyes, feeling a wave of dizziness.
He forced himself to calm down.
“That’s not what I meant. It’s just that my eldest brother works odd jobs for my third brother every day, and the rumors from the outside world are all over the place, which is bad for the Shen family’s reputation…”
"Are you out of your mind?" Shen Yurong mocked. "This is clearly Ning Wan's shop, what does it have to do with Shen Fu?"
Even though Shen Fu is the president of Shenhao Group.
But whenever he comes here, he still has to roll up his sleeves and wash vegetables and dishes.
Therefore, to some extent, in the "food coming and going" place, Shen Yurong and Shen Fu's servants were of equal status.
He is by no means humble...
...
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