Before Jiang Tangtang transmigrated, she was not only rich but also beautiful. From childhood to adulthood, she was never short of boys pursuing her.
Her choice to keep male models instead of having a proper romantic relationship stems from her distrust of emotions, her aversion to emotional entanglements, and her belief in purely monetary transactions.
But regardless of whether it was the power of money, she had never been so humiliated.
Jiang Tangtang immediately felt wronged.
Lu Shiyan hadn't taken two steps when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if his soul had been pierced by a sharp blade.
The sudden, sharp pain made him stumble and almost lose his balance.
He pressed his hand to his chest, took two deep breaths, then turned around and slowly walked towards Jiang Tangtang.
Jiang Tangtang was still standing where she had been, her eyes red and silently shedding tears.
"Why are you crying?" He lowered his eyes, somewhat at a loss, and reached out to wipe away the tears that were rolling down his face.
Jiang Tangtang didn't know why she was crying.
The main reason is probably that they feel wronged.
She was living a carefree, luxurious life in modern times, surrounded by handsome men. But then, out of nowhere, she ended up in this damned escape story, doing some crazy romance quest.
Before her transmigration, her life was smooth sailing; she had never encountered any real setbacks.
All suffering begins with traversing.
She used to use "divine flesh" to keep herself afloat, trying to find joy in hardship and adapt to this kind of life.
But now, even the most divine meat doesn't taste good anymore.
And she's just that kind of pretentious person.
If no one cares about her, she can just cry it out. But the more someone tries to comfort her, the more aggrieved she feels, and the harder she cries.
Lu Shiyan can slay demons and monsters, but he doesn't know how to comfort a woman who is crying her heart out.
He could only follow his instincts and pull the person into his arms, saying, "Don't cry."
Seeing that Jiang Tangtang was still crying, he let go of her, bent his knees slightly, tilted his head back, and brought his face close.
Looking at his resigned and defiant attitude, Jiang Tangtang cried for a moment, then suddenly laughed.
Her lips curved into a smile, but her voice still carried a hint of a sob as she said, "I don't care."
Lu Shiyan wanted to explain that he had simply been too nervous because it was his first time and he didn't know how to react, which was why he had deserted. But for a moment, he didn't know how to begin.
The key point is that he has never offered an explanation in this regard.
He opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing. He was worried that if he said something wrong, he would make her cry again.
He squatted down in front of Jiang Tangtang, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Come on up."
Jiang Tangtang silently climbed onto his broad back.
On the way back, Jiang Tangtang remained silent.
The system popped up and said: [Host, don't be discouraged. Actually, the male lead is quite susceptible to your charms, you see.]
As it spoke, it instantly displayed all of the male protagonist's stats on the screen.
[Look, your "heart-fluttering" level, which you've been struggling to win over, has suddenly jumped to 3 points!]
Although the impression score increased by five points, the system chose to ignore it.
Jiang Tangtang had long since become numb to it.
Go ahead and deduct the points; she wants to see just how bad his impression of her can be.
Wait, wasn't it just fluctuating between 0 and 1 yesterday? When did the "heartbeat value" increase?
[Just now, when you forcibly kissed the male lead.]
Jiang Tangtang clicked her tongue twice; her body resisted, but her heart was still quite honest.
*
When Jiang Tangtang and Lu Shiyan returned to their resting place, they still received everyone's attention.
Seeing Lu Shiyan carrying Jiang Tangtang on his back and holding two cloth bags in his hands, the villagers couldn't help but shake their heads again.
Several men shook their heads and said, "This Lu Laosan is like he's never been married in eight lifetimes."
Look at him, carrying two huge bags, looking like a dog, and he still spoils his lazy wife. She's such a grown woman, and he still has to carry her even for a short walk.
"Absolutely, he's corrupted the whole village. My wife keeps talking about Lu Laosan lately, she wishes I could treat her like a fairy."
“My wife has been sighing all the time lately, saying that if she had known Lu Laosan was so good to his wife, she should have arranged for his sister to marry him, instead of letting an outsider have the chance.”
"You think only your wife thinks that way? Even my mother regrets that my sister got married too early. She said she should have told Lu Laosan."
It's true, Lu Laosan's luck is just too good. This time he came back with two big bags again; I wonder what good stuff they've packed inside."
When it comes to food, everyone's thoughts change.
I want to see what kind of food Lu Shiyan brought back from the mountain this time.
Actually, it's not that the villagers haven't gone up the mountain to look for food. But this year's drought is severe, and wild fruits and mountain products are already scarce. In addition, with wave after wave of refugees going up the mountain to look for food, there is less and less to eat.
Before dawn today, many villagers went into the mountains with their tools, but most of them returned empty-handed.
Seeing Lu Shiyan carrying two heavy bags, many people went over to inquire, "Lu Sanlang, did you find something good again this time you went into the mountains?"
Lu Shiyan said calmly, "Some wild fruits."
A sudden shout erupted from the crowd, with someone exclaiming in disbelief, "You've picked wild fruit again?"
"What kind of luck is this? We went into the mountains and didn't pick anything."
...
Fang Peiru felt uncomfortable listening to the villagers' flattering words.
She always felt that everything Jiang Tangtang was enjoying today should have been hers. If she hadn't been persuaded by her mother and hadn't wavered in her resolve...
There's nothing left for her to do.
She shook Lu Cuilan's arm anxiously, "Mother, where's the medicine? Where's the medicine you went to find for me?"
She needs to take her medicine quickly and get better soon.
Lu Cuilan looked at Jiang Tangtang, who was sitting on the oxcart, eating wild fruit in a coquettish manner, and felt a pang of discomfort in her heart as she thought about how her elder brother had asked her to apologize to him.
But seeing her daughter's pitiful state, she still held her breath and walked towards Jiang Tangtang.
“Sanlang’s wife, I heard that Doctor Li listens to you. Why don’t you go and tell him to go up the mountain and find some medicine to treat your cousin’s eyes?”
Lu Cuilan felt that as an elder, she had not scolded Jiang Tangtang as she used to, but instead humbled herself and spoke softly to her, which was the biggest concession she could make.
Jiang Tangtang was currently eating large fig fruits while reading the "Compendium of Materia Medica" she had bought from the system, diligently studying the knowledge.
Lu Cuilan walked up to her, clearly asking for her help, but acting as if she were doing her a favor, making her think that Lu Cuilan was crazy.
She raised an eyebrow, her face showing impatience, and said, "Are you sick?"
Lu Cuilan nearly jumped up. She suppressed her anger and said, "How dare you speak to your elders like that, child?"
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