Chapter 43 Should lemonade be added to water?
Under the bright sunshine, the little people quickly gathered into a circle, surrounding Ning Jia in the middle. Cang Lan walked into the circle, whispered a few incantations, and then had Ning Jia say "I do," thus successfully establishing the contract.
The little figures scattered. Ning Jia examined her body but didn't feel anything special. What kind of soul contract was this? Was it just a scam?
Canglan probably sensed her confusion, smiled, touched her chin, and beckoned to He Meng... no, Shi Ying, asking him to offer his arm.
"Please squeeze a little harder, it's okay."
Ning Jia hesitated for a moment, then steeled herself and gripped Shi Ying's arm tightly. Just as Shi Ying cried out, "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!", Ning Jia's arm also began to throb. "Ouch, that really hurts."
She released her grip, her eyes lighting up immediately: Chief Canglan hadn't lied to her; the soul contract truly existed!
"Hey hey, I'm Ning Jia, 26 years old, 165cm tall, weight..., blood type B, Scorpio, MBTI is..., hobbies are... Please take care of me in the future!"
Ning Jia happily reintroduced herself to the little people, although the little people didn't understand some of the terms she used.
Canglan smiled and agreed, while Zelan gave Ningjia a gentle smile, "Please take care of me in the future."
The other little figures also responded, and their gazes toward Ning Jia became much more affectionate.
After Ning Jia left, the little people all went home, except for He Meng, who was still in a daze, processing the matter of "making a contract with Ning Jia".
"Ah, I understand!"
He Meng patted her little head, finally realizing what was happening:
"Bai Su, so you deliberately told Ning Jia about the contract just now. But why did you do that?"
Bai Su looked at He Meng with exasperation and asked speechlessly:
"Then let me ask you, when Ning Jia captured you just now, you could have used invisibility to escape, why didn't you?"
Uh, He Meng was stunned for a moment, and after stammering for a long time, she couldn't come up with a reasonable reason.
"That's because... because I consider her my friend, so I don't want to use invisibility."
"So, this is my answer."
Bai Su looked at He Meng seriously and reminded her, "Some lessons are only learned once. Do you want to learn them a second time?"
He Meng fell silent, seemingly lost in thought. Bai Su's words reminded her of some unpleasant memories.
But as she recalled her time with Ning Jia, she suddenly added, "But I don't think Ning Jia is that kind of person."
"The key is not in how you feel, but in the other person."
Bai Su stared at her with the look of someone who was looking at a fool, and warned her word by word:
"He Meng, human nature is very complex, and especially, don't gamble on the humanity of giants."
...
On Sunday afternoon, Ning Jia brought an even larger quantity of fruit than usual when she came to the park.
The area under the tree was still very quiet, without a single Lilliputian in sight. Ning Jia, however, remained unhurried. After placing the fruit under the tree, she leisurely walked to the riverbank.
Lotus blossoms and leaves line the riverbank. A touch more pink would be too gaudy, a touch less green would be too sparse; the shades are just right. If the sun weren't so strong, it would be a truly delightful sight.
Ning Jia stood there admiring the beautiful red and green scenery. Sweat was already forming on her forehead. At that moment, she really wanted to soak her whole body in the cool river water.
As she walked to the water's edge, a small figure emerged from under a large lotus leaf near the riverbank.
"Ning Jia, you're here."
He Meng shook her wet little head and invited Ning Jia, "Want to go for a soak together?"
"You go ahead and soak in the water, I can't swim." Ning Jia shook her head regretfully, then looked around, "Where is everyone else?"
As soon as the words were spoken, several soft voices rang out on the water's surface, and instantly several wet little heads popped up, "Sister Ningjia~" "Ningjia~" "Ningjia Ningjia~" "Ningjia, you're here!" "Want to soak in the water together, Ningjia~"
Familiar and unfamiliar little figures greeted her warmly. With the help of her parents, the little one Tuantuan, holding onto the edge of a lotus leaf, slowly climbed to the nearest round lotus leaf and stood there giggling at her.
Good afternoon!
Ning Jia smiled slightly and waved to the little people, "Don't worry about me, you guys keep going."
Upon hearing this, the little creatures all dived back underwater, letting out a soft sigh:
On such a hot day, soaking in the cool river water is so refreshing.
Only He Meng didn't go back underwater. She picked a small lotus leaf and put it on her head to shield herself from the sun. She squatted in the grass and chatted with Ning Jia casually.
"It's so hot today. Ningjia, aren't you hot? We were in the forest before, and it was hot too, but the sun there wasn't this scorching. The rain there wasn't as heavy as it is here, and the wind in the forest wasn't as fierce as it is here..."
He Meng kept muttering to herself, a nostalgic expression on her little face. Especially on this sweltering summer day, when the heat was so intense it felt like she was being roasted alive, that feeling of longing was even stronger.
Ning Jia thought for a moment, "Maybe it's because the forest is full of trees. Strong sunlight is blocked by the big trees, and a lot of rain falls on the big trees first. As for the wind, it is also blocked by the big trees."
He Meng wondered, "If big trees are so good, why are there so few trees in the city?"
"Because we have a technology tree," Ning Jia said casually. "Concrete houses aren't afraid of wind, sun, or rain. They have air conditioning in the summer and heating in the winter. We cut down trees to make furniture, paper, and all sorts of other things..."
A gust of wind swept across the river, and Ning Jia and He Meng both took a deep breath. Ning Jia took out her thermos from her bag, took a sip of the still-icy-cold water, and then poured some more using the lid, placing it in front of He Meng.
"Would you like some honey lemon water?"
"Um."
He Meng put down the shade leaves, naturally picked up the large cup lid, and gulped it down in one go before saying, "It's so delicious, is there any more?"
"Wait a moment." Ning Jia poured her another glass and took a few sips herself. It's summer, so it's time to drink something refreshing and thirst-quenching.
Ning Jia was slightly lost in thought as she watched the little figure gulping down water.
She felt that the little people were unusually relaxed and at ease in her presence today. She herself also felt a sense of ease and peace when facing the little people.
"Actually, I plan to resign next week. If I can't find a suitable job, I'll focus on the sachet business."
He Meng forgot all about drinking water and lifted her head from under the cup lid. "What? You're not going to work anymore?"
"It's not that I'm not going to work all the time, it's just that I'm temporarily not going."
Ning Jia told He Meng about the "information" she had received from the study room owner a couple of days ago. He Meng blinked and asked, "So what should we do?"
This guy really didn't understand!
Ning Jia chuckled. Perhaps it was precisely because He Meng always reacted so calmly to everything that she felt comfortable telling her all sorts of things without any reservations.
If it were Bai Su, that wouldn't work; the little guy would probably start worrying immediately. Even if it were Xue Cao, that wouldn't work either; once Xue Cao finds out, everyone will know.
In comparison, the insensitive He Meng is more suitable as a personal confidante.
Ning Jia muttered to herself into the little tree hole:
"Actually, I've already thought of a solution, but if I continue working, I won't have time to deal with this. I'm not very happy with this job anyway, and the pay isn't much, so I'm thinking of just quitting..."
"Yeah, I think you can definitely do it." He Meng blurted out out of the blue, and concluded, "Don't worry, I won't tell them, hehe."
You clever little devil.
Ning Jia reached out and ruffled He Meng's soft hair, telling her to tell Cang Lan that she had hidden the fruit she brought in the grass under the tree, and then got up and left.
The following week was extremely hot, and Ning Jia was extremely busy.
In such hot weather, the little people couldn't stay in the river all day long, so she invited them to stay at her home for a few days to enjoy the air conditioning and escape the heat.
“I’m out delivering goods. If you need anything at home, just tell me through the security camera.”
Ning Jia closed the doors to the bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen tightly to ensure the cool air from the living room wouldn't escape. She then glanced at the large bottle of honey lemon water and the pile of nuts and fruit on the coffee table before hurriedly leaving.
These days, Ning Jia is always in a hurry, and Xue Cao, who was enjoying the cool breeze while lying on the coffee table, couldn't help but mutter a few words:
"Didn't Ning Jia not have to go to work? Why does she seem busier than when she was working?"
Bai Su used a toothpick to skewer pieces of banana, held them in her hand, and ate them politely, saying as she ate:
“I always felt that Ning Jia was hiding something from us.”
Daoya also held up her homemade toothpick fruit skewers, nodding as she ate:
"I think so too. She's been acting all mysterious these past few days, like she's up to something big."
"What big thing could happen? I think you're all overthinking it."
Quartz got impatient with eating fruit skewers with toothpicks, so he sat directly on the coffee table and started munching on a peach.
"In short, Ning Jia has something he didn't tell us."
Licorice held up her homemade wooden cup and took a sip of the sweet and sour honey lemon water.
I didn't tell you, but that doesn't include me!
He Meng, who was grimacing from the sourness of a plum, secretly gloated to herself. Ning Jia had already told her the secret, it was that... what was it again?
She racked her brains for a long time but still couldn't remember, and her attention was quickly drawn to licorice:
"Licorice, licorice, did you make this cup yourself? Can you make one for me too?"
...
Ning Jia, who was being targeted by those petty people, was running around outside. Sweating profusely under the blazing sun, she sneezed loudly and thought suspiciously:
Is someone talking badly about me behind my back?
or--
Is someone spreading rumors about sachets again?
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