Chapter 459 One is willing to hit, the other is willing to be hit
Jiang Nuanzhi's pale hands clenched tighter, and she pursed her lips: "No, we can't just sit here and wait to die. We still need to think of a way."
The old man glanced at Jiang Nuanzhi: "Nuanzhi, Rong has already gone to the capital. Don't worry, he should be back soon."
Jiang Nuanzhi responded but didn't say anything more. Then she glanced at the food on the ground and said, "It's all cold. Are you planning to eat this every day and tough it out?"
Upon hearing Jiang Nuanzhi's words, the old man immediately said aggrievedly, "Well, eating something cold is better than not eating at all. Nuanzhi, do you have no idea what kind of life I've been living lately?"
Jiang Nuanzhi's beautiful brows furrowed tightly, and then she pulled the person out: "Let's go, I'll get you some good food when we get home."
Even if you can't taste it, you can at least smell it. At the very least, if it looks appealing and you eat something warm, it'll lift your spirits. Just remember, don't bring Xinbo out next time.
The old man grinned, revealing a set of big white teeth: "Good, good, good, my Ah Nuan is still the best. I'll never come out again. This lousy place, let whoever wants to come can come."
As he said this, he put his hands on his hips and looked at Xinbo: "Did you hear that? I won't need you anymore! If you want fish again, go get it yourself!"
Xinbo frowned deeply, and the next second, he looked at the fish in the basket, as if calculating how many days the fish would last.
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned, glanced at Xin Bo who was covered in dirty water, and his shoes and socks that were soaked and frozen, and sighed: "You really do believe whatever he says? The water is freezing cold in winter, and I saw you even scooping it out with your hands. Don't you care about your health?"
Xinbo blinked twice, and the next second, he said seriously, "I want it!"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Knowing that talking to Uncle Xin would be useless, Jiang Nuanzhi finally glanced at the old man and said, "You mustn't bully him in the future!"
The old man was dissatisfied and immediately raised his head and said, "Anuan, what you said is very unfair. How could I bully him? He is taller and stronger than me, and his martial arts are the strongest besides Dongzang. If he didn't want to, would anyone force him? Hey, Lao Xin, tell me, have I bullied you?"
Xinbo lowered his head: "No, hello."
The old man chuckled: "Hey, Nuan girl, did you see that? He said it himself."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Sometimes, it's a matter of one party being willing to give and the other being willing to receive. She rubbed her temples and said, "Let's go home first."
The old man was in a good mood and immediately tried to pick up Xiao Er, but after two attempts he couldn't manage it. He gave an awkward laugh and said, "Ahem, well, Master will lead you."
The young man looked at the old man, and the next second, he burst into a loud wail. The sound was so loud that the treehouse shook several times.
“My little ancestor, you are my ancestor, please don’t cry.”
The old man, at a loss, went to wipe away the waiter's tears.
The young man looked at the old man through teary eyes. His master used to be able to toss him onto the roof without a second thought, but now he couldn't even lift him. Waaah, what should he do?
The little boy cried harder and harder, and the old man squatted down to comfort him until sweat beaded on his forehead.
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she simply picked up her son.
It's been a long time since I've held my little one. He's grown quite a bit taller now, which is quite an achievement.
Xiao Er was picked up by Jiang Nuanzhi. He was crying, but he stopped crying in the blink of an eye, and his little face turned red.
"Waaah, Mother, please put me down. I can manage on my own."
"Come on, Mommy wants to hug you."
Jiang Nuanzhi smiled and said to the waiter, then struggled to free her hand to wipe away his tears. She successfully made the waiter's face turn as red as a monkey's bottom.
For a moment, he refused to let Jiang Nuanzhi hold him no matter what, struggled to get down, and wiped away his tears.
"Don't worry, Mother. I'm not a child anymore. I can take care of Master too."
As she spoke, as if to express her determination to Jiang Nuanzhi, she wiped away her tears and went to take the old man's hand.
"Master, I'll take you home."
"Grandpa Xin, please slow down."
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at Xiao Er's face, which already showed some resoluteness. This kid really did look like a big kid.
As the group walked home, they were almost out of the woods when they spotted their own donkey cart parked outside. Da Niu, upon seeing them, seemed to let out a happy shout.
Ping'er sat steadily on the donkey cart, wrapped in a large quilt. It was Jiang Nuanzhi who had specially placed an unused quilt from home on the cart so that he wouldn't get cold on the way to the academy.
At this moment, only his head and hands were exposed. There was a book in front of him. He was breathing warm air onto his hands while reading the policy essays, seemingly unaware that Jiang Nuanzhi and the others had come over.
With the minor exams fast approaching, Ping'er has been leaving early and returning late every day, which has made her lose weight.
Jiang Nuan stepped forward: "Ping'er, don't you need to go to the academy today?"
Ping'er looked up and saw Jiang Nuanzhi. A glint of light flashed in her dark eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. She immediately crawled out from under the covers and asked, "Mother, why are you here so early in the morning?"
Jiang Nuanzhi glanced at Uncle Xin and the old man beside her, then said, "It's a long story. I came here with your two grandfathers. And you, what are you doing here?"
Ping'er obviously knew that the two old men went out every morning. She glanced at them suspiciously, then smiled and said, "It's my master. He said I've been too stressed lately and wanted to take me to the mountains to see if I could hunt something. If I do, he'll bring it home to add some meat and vegetables for you. But it's too cold, and he won't let me go, afraid that I'll catch a cold and miss my exam. So he won't let me move."
As Jiang Nuanzhi listened, she couldn't help but chuckle, recalling how nervous Dean Yue had been, as if she herself were taking an exam.
"Then wait a while, it shouldn't take long."
Ping'er nodded in deep agreement.
His master's skills... let's not even talk about them.
Sure enough, shortly afterward, Dean Yue returned empty-handed once again.
However, Xin Bo, who had casually circled around behind him, walked up to Jiang Nuanzhi with a pheasant in his left hand and a rabbit in his right.
"Madam, here you go."
Jiang Nuanzhi was stunned. In fact, Dean Yue's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, but Uncle Xin didn't let him touch it. He just shoved it all in front of Jiang Nuanzhi.
Jiang Nuanzhi was both amused and exasperated. She then poked the little rabbit and said, "Why don't we let it go? The little rabbit is too small. We're not short of food."
Dean Yue immediately slapped his thigh: "Oh no, it's good to keep him healthy."
However, Xinbo acted as if he hadn't heard him and let go of his hand.
Dean Yue was startled. Seeing the rabbit run away, he immediately took off after it. However, the little rabbit had already jumped out of his sight in a few moments and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Dean Yue: "."
Everyone: "."
"Master, if you ask me, shall we stop here for today? Or shall we head back first?" Ping'er coughed and said.
Dean Yue gave him a resentful look, then his eyes widened: "You brat, who told you to come out from under the covers? What if you catch a cold? The mini-exam is just around the corner!"
As he spoke, he went over and tucked Ping'er into the quilt, covering her up so that only her eyes were visible.
(End of this chapter)
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