Jiang Xi also had no intention of revealing his past to others.
Regardless of whether you have suffered in this life or not, those memories are real and exist. Memories cannot be erased, and the past is not false.
Even the always petty aunt didn't mention it. If it were any other time, Jiang's father and mother would have been completely irritated. Now, he understood the severity of the situation and only muttered a few words in his heart about being a profiteer, asking for credit for each dish he put out, and then the matter was over.
The meal ended in a happy atmosphere.
The problem arises again.
Uncle's house is really not that big, not much better than Jiang Xi's previous tube-shaped building. It has a layout of one bedroom and one living room. Jiang Ruyue and Jiang Feng, brother and sister, usually sleep on the folding sofa in the living room, separated by a curtain. Now that Jiang Xi's family of three has arrived, she and her brother can only sleep on the floor in her parents' room and give the living room to Jiang Xi's family.
When everything settled down, it was almost late at night.
Jiang's father must have been incredibly tired recently, and the thought of his daughter loosened his grip on his heart. He fell asleep as soon as he touched his pillow, snoring loudly. Jiang's mother, unable to sleep, tossed and turned. She got up and looked at her daughter, lying quietly on the sofa behind the curtain, and she felt relieved.
Jiang Xi pretended to close his eyes and rest, but he was thinking about the marrow washing fluid.
At the mall before, she didn't dare to ask in detail, "Is this marrow cleansing fluid the same as the marrow cleansing pills in cultivation novels, which can cleanse the meridians and marrow and strengthen the bones?"
Xiao Qian hesitated: "Not bad, almost the same."
"Maybe give it to someone else?"
"You idiot." Xiao Qian jumped up and down. "Marrow washing fluid is precious. Ah Xin can only squeeze out that much in his entire life. Do you think it's like cabbage? How can you give it to this person today and that person tomorrow?"
Wow, you even know how to curse.
Jiang Xi didn't realize that since she returned to the familiar place and stayed with her parents, her gloomy mood was gradually dissipating over time and her temperament became much more lively.
"So it can't be given?"
Xiao Qian replied unhappily, "Unless you want that person to explode and die."
Jiang Xi finally gave up the idea of giving the marrow cleansing fluid to her parents. The Bodhi Heart Grass sensed her thoughts and a drop of golden liquid seeped out from its leaves. Jiang Xi opened her mouth and swallowed it.
In the darkness, everything happened silently.
Jiang Xi gradually fell into a deep sleep. In her dream, a bean sprout was baring its teeth and waving at her enthusiastically. When she walked over, the leaves rolled her up into a ball. The bean sprout bounced around with the ball in it, and finally jumped to a cliff and fell down.
Jiang Xi woke up in shock from the weightlessness.
She fell to the ground.
The sky was just beginning to brighten, and a ray of dark blue shone through the curtains, landing in front of the sofa. Jiang Xi sniffed and smelled an unknown stench, like the stench of someone who had never had a bath in their life. They almost couldn't breathe and passed out.
In the dim light, Jiang Xi saw a thick layer of green crust on his usually fair arms. If he rubbed it, he could probably rub out a jar of mud.
Jiang Xi got up from the ground on tiptoe. Jiang's mother, who hadn't slept soundly, looked up and drowsily saw a figure walking towards the door. She asked in surprise, "Xixi?"
"I'm going to the bathroom."
Jiang Xi ran to the corner next to the door, fearing that someone would discover his unusualness.
The so-called bathroom was actually just a small room that was barely partitioned off, only big enough for one person to use. The old-fashioned solar water heater had been running for a long time but no hot water was coming out. Jiang Xi had no choice but to wash with cold water.
Rubbing the mud was a huge project. Jiang Xi used nearly half a bottle of shower gel before he could barely make himself look like a human. He pulled on his clothes and walked to the living room shaking. No matter how hot the weather was in October, it was still cold in the early morning.
He lay in bed and shook for a long time before falling asleep. It was not until noon the next day that Jiang's mother pulled him up from the sofa.
This pull stunned Jiang's mother.
"...Xi, Xixi?"
She was a little hesitant to recognize him.
If the drug problem is solved, then the transportation method can be solved...
"If the Bodhi Heart Grass wants to survive, then I, its host, must not die either, right?" Jiang Xi tried to bargain. "Since it can't die, how about giving it credit first?"
Unexpectedly, the lead-printed characters that were slow just now reacted very quickly this time: "No, unless..."
There is a door.
Jiang Xi stroked the soft leaves in his palm, waiting for the printed words to continue.
"You owe me one hundred, pay me two hundred."
Jiang Xi has a slight toothache.
Popularity is something that cannot be seen or touched. How can she win the favor of so many people? She is not RMB, so how can she be loved by everyone?
In his previous life, Jiang Xi was trapped in a remote mountain valley for many years, but he didn't even have a rope to hang himself because he believed in the iron rule that "things will work out when the time comes". Now he is not worried about the debts he has and just wants to escape from this den of thieves first.
Sun Ting's light snoring beside his ear was annoying, so Jiang Xi turned over and closed his eyes silently.
conscience……
In many cases, conscience is something that can be less used.
Jiang Xi didn't want to look at Sun Ting's face, but for some reason, her heart felt heavy as if a stone was tied to it, making it hard for her to breathe.
Jiang Xi turned over again.
The sounds of playing cards could be heard outside the main hall. For these beggars, apart from negotiating with the buyers once every two weeks, they had nothing to do most of the time.
The effect of the drug gradually took effect. Jiang Xi closed his eyes slightly, thinking about his own things silently. Before he fell asleep, the door was pushed open from the outside with a "clang". A dark shadow staggered and was pushed in heavily. With a scolding mutter, he fell on the straw mattress beside Jiang Xi.
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