Chapter 1247 He heard it all
Song Chunxue served Xie Zheng a bowl of noodles and watched him sit on a small stool in the kitchen, occasionally reaching out to pet the wolfhound that came up to him wagging its tail.
These two dogs are quite old, nine years old. Their eyes don't look so fierce anymore; instead, they reveal a kind of compassionate understanding.
Its slightly furrowed brows reminded Song Chunxue of what she would look like in her old age.
Perhaps its ears weren't sensitive enough anymore, and it always took two calls to hear it before it slowly appeared in front of her.
"Here's your food. Eat more. There's some left over today, so you can have it." Even though she's very rich now, the dog can still get food.
But Song Chunxue still couldn't bear to feed the dog noodles every meal, unless it was leftovers.
Because at this time of year, she would think of a saying an old man used to scold children: "He treats animals better than your parents!"
If you don't want to eat fatty meat, I won't have anything to eat, and you're feeding it to the dog!
Since becoming parents, seeing my innocent child casually toss food that I wouldn't have eaten to the dog has not only made me feel bad about wasting food, but also chilled to the bone.
Therefore, Song Chunxue would feed the dog some meat, but not too much. It was usually coarse noodles that the family didn't want to eat, mixed with the leaves and stalks of peas and lentils. This was considered good.
In the past, during difficult times, people didn't even eat as well as the pigs of wealthy families.
Song Chunxue never considered dogs as her family; dogs were just dogs, loyal protectors.
Investing too much emotion in anything will only lead you astray.
Therefore, given her current situation, Song Chunxue doesn't want to have too much involvement with Xie Zheng.
Therefore, when Xie Zheng finished eating his noodles and wanted to wash the dishes, Song Chunxue resolutely refused.
“Aren’t you busy? The sun’s already up, you should go out. Leave these to me.” Song Chunxue handed him the burlap and urged him, “If you’re not so busy, you can go see Lei Yun, see your old colleagues. You haven’t forgotten them, have you?”
Xie Zheng is very perceptive and direct.
He stood beside the large cutting board set up by the stove. "You want to kick me out? Did my visit make you unhappy?"
Amnesia? Well, that's quite straightforward. If you have any questions, ask them on the spot.
Song Chunxue poured a ladle of water into the pot. "I'm not unhappy, but I don't want to get too close to you."
Are you afraid you'll miss me even more after I leave?
Song Chunxue stared at him with wide eyes. So, people without emotional attachments don't need to worry about the consequences of their words?
"You... I'm not thinking about you, but about the you from before. You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Anyway, I'm happy when I see you, but when I get close and realize you're not the same person you used to be, I'd rather watch you from afar. Do you understand?"
Xie Zheng seemed to be thinking, "Alright, then I'll go to the yard to keep you company. I have nothing to do today, and I don't want to go anywhere else. Why don't you take me for a walk in the fields? I was always very busy when I was here before, and I never got to appreciate the autumn scenery here."
Woolen cloth?
What else will he say?
When he was still a man, he didn't have such a strong accent.
Song Chunxue asked curiously, "You still speak as formally as before. It's strange that you're suddenly acting so coquettish. Aren't you cultivating the Path of Ruthlessness? Why are you acting so proper?"
"I am a human being." His tone and expression remained as earnest as ever.
"Yes, but those who cultivate the path of ruthlessness will lose a lot of humanity."
“I did not cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness,” Xie Zheng corrected from the doorway, his tone stubborn. “Although my master advised me to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness, saying that this was a good opportunity for me to get closer to the Great Dao, a golden opportunity bestowed by heaven, I am not ignorant of this. If I cultivate it, you will be unhappy.”
Song Chunxue paused in her washing of the dishes. "I'm not upset. I also think you should cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness, so that your suffering won't be in vain."
Xie Zheng stepped across the threshold and stood in front of her. "Look me in the eyes and tell me, is this the truth?"
Song Chunxue was speechless. Why was he being more serious than before?
“I’m sincere. If one day in the future you regain your memories and find that your cultivation has greatly increased, you’ll be even happier.” Her tone was gentle yet earnest. “If you can’t remember, that’s fine too, at least your cultivation has increased, right?”
Xie Zheng moved his lips, wanting to say something but then didn't.
"You seem to want to say something, but you hesitate." Song Chunxue took the bowl and chopsticks out of the alkaline water, rinsed them in a clean basin, shook the chopsticks, and put them into the bottomless earthenware pot.
"Actually, I was awake last night."
!!! !!! !!! !!!
Song Chunxue felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and almost dropped the bowl in her hand.
Damn it, you can't say it out loud even if you're awake, it's so embarrassing.
Don't you know what their situation is like now?
Does amnesia mean you can do whatever you want?
ah?
Is that correct?
Song Chunxue took a deep breath, her mind went blank for a moment, and she didn't know how to respond.
“I originally thought you would think of me as the Xie Zheng of the past when I was asleep, but you didn’t. You’re a very upright gentleman,” he added seriously, “just like me.”
Same as the same, my foot!
Xie Zheng would never praise himself like that, making him sound so capable!
Song Chunxue was amused, dropped the rag, and put her hands on her hips. "Why did you have to expose it? Is that funny?"
“It’s pointless. You’ll be angry, but what I really meant was to tell you that it’s okay. I’m worried about Xie Zheng before he lost his memory. You didn’t even bother to take a good look at me when you came.” Xie Zheng took another small step forward. “Just think of me as the Xie Zheng from before.”
That's funny, why is he in such a hurry for chili peppers!
So, he suddenly became so direct because he heard everything she said last night?
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