South Red Jade
Ye Jingan leaned against the window, closed his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of life wasn't bad at all. Walking around, the time wasn't hard to bear.
The train arrived on time, and coincidentally, the bus to Sister Jiang's village arrived. Ye Jing arranged for the team to wait for the passengers to get off the train, and saw that each of them was carrying a lot of vegetables in their baskets.
Ye Jing'an remembered the last time he went to Guoguo's house. Every family in the village had their own land. They grew whatever they wanted to eat, and if they didn't have any, they would buy from their neighbors. Even so, there were still a lot of vegetables left over. It would be a pity to let them rot in the fields. It would be better to take a bus to the city and sell them at a high price. Ye Jing'an planned to go to Jiang Jie's house for a few days to eat farm-style food for a change of pace. There were no pesticide residues, so he felt safe to eat.
There were two buses, each leaving every half an hour. The wait was quite unbearable, as there were only a few people on the bus, all sitting quietly on the benches, playing with their phones.
Ye Jing'an also picked up his phone and unconsciously opened the chat box with Liu Muze. The screen was full of dialog boxes with black text on a green background, not a single white line. He stared blankly for a while before exiting WeChat. He didn't want to open any other software or games at all, so he simply turned off his phone. Out of sight, out of mind.
Watching the people coming and going, Ye Jing'an imagined seeing that familiar figure and rushing out of the car. The car started, and the figure he had been thinking about did not appear. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.
This bus was a different one from the last one. The driver was a man in his fifties or sixties, his arms covered in tattoos, rolling up his sleeves as he changed gears in the dead of winter. He was much wilder than the last man, not even braking when he turned sharply downhill. Ye Jingan's shoulder hurt from being hit by the glass while he sat by the window. He clutched the seat in front of him, afraid that if he hit it again, he would break the glass and be thrown out.
Another sharp turn, the right rear wheel of the car slid down the cliff. Ye Jing'an pressed his upper body against the glass, looking at the pebble-covered stream beach below, and couldn't help but twitching his eyebrows.
It's not that high, actually. If the car flips over, as long as your head doesn't hit the ground, you won't die. At most, you'll break your arms and legs and bleed. That's not bad either, you can lie in a coma in the hospital for a few days to kill yourself.
Ye Jing'an was stunned. How could he have such an idea?! There were many innocent people on this bus. How could he expect it to overturn? If Brother Liu knew, he would lose his temper again. Ye Jing'an held his breath in his chest. He took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, and leaned back on the stool.
There were fewer sharp turns in the second half, but the car started to shake violently. Ye Jingan smiled knowingly. They had already reached the place where they were sitting on the tricycle. At that time, Brother Liu was almost thrown off by the shaking. He helped him up and it was misunderstood.
Ye Jing'an thought of the rabbit made of mud. In fact, after confirming the identity of the ancestor, he knew that it was impossible for him to stay with the ancestor like a friend.
But seeing the hidden mud rabbit in Brother Liu's room, how could he not think twice? Why did Brother Liu keep it as his precious treasure? Why did he say all those things to him in the underworld? If he didn't like him, why did he keep his hopes high?! It would be better to crush it right in front of him...
"Young man, young man! Wake up and get off the bus!" the uncle shouted.
Ye Jingan came back to his senses: "Ahhh, okay."
He walked into the village and didn't see Sister Jiang. Ye Jing'an had forgotten to greet Sister Jiang in advance. But it was okay. Although the village was large, he had wandered around for several days before and had a clear idea of where to go.
He walked to Sister Jiang's house. The door was open, and the sound of Sister Jiang and Guoguo's laughter could be heard from a distance. Ye Jing'an glanced into the house. Guoguo was holding a toy and waving it at the air. Sister Jiang smiled at the air and said, "You are good at entertaining children. I can't make him so happy."
Ye Jingan was stunned. What was going on? Sister Jiang's husband was dead. Could she be mentally ill?!
Before he could figure it out, Sister Jiang looked outside the door and said in surprise, "Oh, why are you here? Why didn't you say hello to us in advance? We haven't prepared any delicious food at home. Come in and sit down!"
"Sister Jiang, I'm sorry to bother you again." Ye Jing'an said with a smile.
"Don't bother me, don't bother me. I can't thank you enough. I'm happy that you live here every day!" Sister Jiang looked outside the door and didn't see Liu Muze and Qiu Zimu, so she asked, "Hey? Why didn't those two handsome boys come with you?"
"Oh, they all have something to do." Ye Jingan said.
"Okay, come next time! But next time, you have to tell me in advance so I can prepare. Look how messy this house is." Sister Jiang poured Ye Jing'an a glass of water. "Sit back. I just made some mugwort cakes with bacon stuffed inside. They're delicious! They should be steamed by now. I'll get you a few to try."
"Okay, thank you Sister Jiang." Ye Jing'an sat on the sofa, looked in the direction where Sister Jiang had just spoken, and reached out to scoop up twice, but there was nothing.
"Come, try it! It's a little hot." Sister Jiang wrapped it in paper and handed it to him.
"Thank you, Sister Jiang..." Ye Jing'an didn't know how to ask the right question. He took the mugwort cake wrapped in leaves and changed the subject, saying, "This smells delicious. We don't have it back home."
"Do you have anything to say? Just say it, we are very easy-going." Sister Jiang said with a smile.
"Sister Jiang, um... when I just came here, I saw you looking at..." Ye Jing'an pointed at the air behind him.
"Oh, I forgot to introduce you!" Sister Jiang smiled and glanced behind her, "This is my husband."
Ye Jingan paused. It's over! Sister Jiang is really mentally ill!
He was afraid of irritating Sister Jiang, so he smiled and said hello to the air: "Brother, hello, my name is Ye Jingan."
"Look at you! Someone was trying to help you, but you almost killed him! Why are you standing there like an idiot? Apologize!" Guoguo's mother said fiercely.
Ye Jingan was stunned and waved his hands quickly, saying, "It's okay, haha..."
"There's no fruit at home. I'll go to my neighbor's house and get two fruits to make a whole fruit plate. You guys chat first." Guoguo's mother said.
"Oh, okay..." Ye Jing'an stared at the air in front of him in a daze. He came out for a walk to relax, but why did it suddenly become a bit scary?
On second thought, this is actually not bad. If she imagines her husband accompanying her, her future life will not be so painful, and she can live happily for the rest of her life. Ye Jingan suddenly wanted to do the same, and imagined Brother Liu accompanying him every day, but his imagination did not seem to reach the level of Sister Jiang.
How did she manage to imagine that ball of air as a person and even introduce it to the people around her seriously? He could imagine that the air was Brother Liu, after all, Brother Liu's appearance was too deeply engraved in his mind, but he really couldn't interact with the air... What was going on?
Could it be that his love for Brother Liu was not deep enough, and his love was not unforgettable?
No way? He'd do anything Brother Liu asked him to do! He wouldn't hesitate to die for Brother Liu!
Could it be that only women have this special skill? Indeed, generally girls think more than boys, so there's nothing we can do about it...
"Come on, eat some fruit!" Guoguo's mother came back with a plate of cut fruit. "You must be hungry. I'll go make you some food. Go out for a walk first. I'll ask Guoguo's father to call you back later."
"No trouble, I can come back by myself." Ye Jing'an laughed dryly.
Although there was some sunshine in the middle of winter, the wind was still very cold. People in the village rarely went out, and they stayed at home to warm themselves by the fire. There were not many fruits grown at home to eat this season, and there was nothing new to see at the small market. Ye Jing'an walked towards Youhu Lake.
The temperature at the lakeside plummeted several degrees. A chilly wind swept across the surface, rippling the water like a sharp knife scratching his earlobe. Ye Jing'an lay on the grass and breathed a sigh of relief. The sunlight filtering through his eyelids revealed only a blood-red hue. Ye Jing'an squinted slightly, and the moment the sunlight entered his eyes, he seemed to suddenly see a dark figure.
Ye Jingan suddenly sat up, but there was no one around. He smiled helplessly. He just thought he was hallucinating and it really was. Ye Jingan lay down and couldn't help laughing. Brother Liu kissed him here! He was still shy.
The Grandmaster's character definitely had never kissed his ancestors, but he kissed them twice! He was even carried back, and took advantage of Brother Liu's embarrassment to hug him when he pretended to be dead. It was a great profit!
Ye Jing'an thought back to the past. He had hugged Brother Liu many times, and had seen Brother Liu blushing and embarrassed many times. His ancestors had probably never seen this before, right? Now that it was like this, what else could he hope for? He should be content. Dreams always end...
"Xiao Ye, wake up! Why did you fall asleep here? You will catch a cold in the middle of winter!" Sister Jiang shouted.
"Cough cough..." Ye Jing'an sat up, his whole body cold. When did he fall asleep?
"Hurry up, go back and drink some hot water to warm yourself up." Sister Jiang pulled people into the house.
"How long have I slept?" Ye Jing'an asked.
"It takes me about an hour and a half to cook," said Sister Jiang.
When they got home, the food on the table was steaming hot. The room had warmed up a few degrees after the door was closed. Guoguo's mother invited Ye Jing'an to sit by the fire and poured him a cup of hot water.
"Xiao Ye, Guoguo's father told me that you seem to be unable to see him or hear him speak, is that right?" Sister Jiang asked.
Ye Jingan was stunned. Should he answer yes or no?
Sister Jiang glanced at the air next to her, then stared at Ye Jingan to see his reaction.
Ye Jingan was stunned. He couldn't continue acting.
"Oh, I really can't hear you. If you couldn't see him, you should have told me earlier, hahahaha..." Sister Jiang said helplessly and amusedly.
Ye Jingan laughed dryly and asked, "What does Sister Jiang want to say?"
"No one in our village can see Guoguo's father. Only Guoguo and I can see him. I thought you could see him." Sister Jiang said.
"Why?" Ye Jing'an asked.
"Huh? Don't you know?" Sister Jiang took out the red jade. "This was given to me by Brother Liu. Guoguo's father is hiding in it. He can come out anytime to accompany us mother and daughter. When you took the sword and the talisman, I thought you and Brother Liu could see Guoguo's father."
Ye Jingan: “…”
"Hahahaha...Look at what happened, it's difficult for you to act with me. I know you mean well, thank you! He is really here!" Guoguo's mother laughed.
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