Write your reflections in Chapter 166, at least 500 words!
Jiang Nuanzhi usually prepares similar ingredients for Ping'er in the evening, so that Ping'er won't go hungry.
We ate hot pot for lunch, so the waiter boiled the water early.
When Jiang Nuanzhi returned, she casually poured the sliced meat and fresh vegetables into the pot and cooked a large bowl.
She even specially prepared a small bowl of sauce for him. She served it to Ping'er, then sat down at the small table herself and watched him eat: "Eat quickly."
The family members finished eating early.
People go to bed early at this time of year. After dinner, everyone sat in the courtyard chatting for a while, and now they were all a bit sleepy. They all went back to their rooms to rest.
Little Baozhu and Xuan Ting were already asleep. Xiao Er was also sleepy and kept yawning, rubbing his eyes. Jiang Nuanzhi rubbed his head and said, "Brother is back, so don't worry. Go wash up and go to sleep."
Xiao Er nodded, a glint of light in his eyes: "Brother, Anuan bought us all new quilts today, they're so fragrant and soft, and new clothes too. I've put yours by your bedside. Don't forget to change later."
Ping'er was taken aback, glanced at Jiang Nuanzhi subconsciously, and then nodded: "I understand."
"Then eat more," the waiter said with a smile. "I also want to wash myself clean and then crawl into the soft quilt. I've never slept in a new quilt before."
As he said this, the sleepiness on his face lessened considerably, and he went into the house to wash his face and body.
After the waiter entered, only Jiang Nuanzhi and Ping'er remained outside.
Ping'er picked up her chopsticks and looked up at Jiang Nuanzhi: "Anuan...did you spend a lot of money again today?"
"At such a young age, you're always worrying about things that adults should be worrying about." Jiang Nuanzhi smiled and gave him a reproachful look, then reached out and pushed the bowl in front of her: "Try it quickly, this is a pot, it's my new food today, see if it's good?"
Ping'er frowned, wanting to say something more, but in the end she didn't say it. She just lowered her head, picked up a mushroom, and put it in her mouth. Before she even chewed it, she nodded: "Delicious."
Jiang Nuanzhi chuckled and pointed to the bowl next to her: "This is the seasoning. You can dip it in the seasoning. It tastes different."
Ping'er was taken aback, and after hearing her words, she dipped her finger in the seasoning.
There were also a few pieces of crispy sweet and sour pork on the side, which Jiang Nuanzhi had just made on a whim.
I saved some of the fried meat from lunch for him. I just heated up the pan and quickly made some sweet and sour sauce, so I can just reheat it.
Although the fried meat from lunch was cold and slightly affected the taste, Ping'er still loved it. She finished the whole bowl of vegetables and meat on the table, as well as the noodles still in the pot, including the sweet and sour pork.
Then he stacked the bowls he had cleaned up together and went to wash them himself.
As Jiang Nuanzhi wiped the table with a rag, she asked casually, "Ping'er, did anything happen at school today?"
Ping'er paused in washing the dishes, her voice as calm as ever: "Nothing, why are you suddenly asking about this?"
As he spoke, he turned his head to carefully observe Jiang Nuanzhi's expression.
Jiang Nuanzhi finished wiping the table in one go, turned around and looked at him with a smile, saying in a seemingly joking manner, "Didn't a family of oddballs come to our door last time? I was afraid they would cause trouble for you. Ping'er, take good care of yourself every day. If you encounter any trouble, be sure to tell me. And remember, I will always stand by your side."
Ping'er listened to Jiang Nuanzhi's words. Meeting his firm yet gentle eyes, she felt as if she had been burned and immediately lowered her head to avoid his gaze. She pursed her lips and said, "Anuan, you're overthinking it. They haven't come looking for me again. Outsiders aren't allowed to go into the school and cause trouble, so don't worry."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
It seems that getting Ping'er to open up completely won't be a matter of just a day or two.
Ping'er seemed unwilling to say more at the moment, and said with a smile, "In a few days, we will be on a field holiday. The teacher said it will be more than a month. I may stay at home for a longer period of time then."
Jiang Nuanzhi readily agreed and didn't continue discussing the previous matter with him, only smiling and saying, "That's great, now I have someone to help me with the work. There are usually many delicious meals at noon, but Ping'er, you're never home. I never get to eat the best."
Ping'er also breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile: "At home, A-Nuan can leave all the chores to me, and then I can have a good rest. I can cook too, A-Nuan can just ask me to cook."
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at the smile on his lips and couldn't help but pat his head.
“My Ping’er has grown up.”
I haven't been here long, but the child seems to have grown quite a bit.
Her skin had also become fairer and clearer. She already looked quite like a young boy.
Ping'er was extremely beautiful, especially her smiling face.
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but smile as she looked at him. A sense of indescribable accomplishment welled up within her.
The once extremely thin, wounded, and prickly boy has been unknowingly raised by her to the point that he is unrecognizable.
"Yes, I can do any job!" Ping'er felt a little uncomfortable as Jiang Nuanzhi patted her head, but she still didn't move away.
Jiang Nuanzhi chuckled and said, "Then I'll be waiting for you to come and show me your respect."
She sensed that when her child said it was a holiday, he was relaxed, which meant he wanted to stay at home.
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but feel a little worried about his behavior at school.
She secretly thought that she should go to the school with him tomorrow.
After chatting for a few more minutes, Ping'er went back to her room on her own.
Jiang Nuanzhi sent all the difficult-to-handle medicinal herbs to Li Rong for processing.
At that moment, Li Rong was grinding pearl powder. He glanced at it briefly and couldn't help but frown: "Anuan, has that kid gotten into trouble again?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but frown, and the foot that had stepped out of the doorway retreated.
He lowered his voice and said, "What's wrong with you? You only glanced at the child, why do you think Ping'er has caused trouble?"
Li Rong frowned slightly: "Ping'er... he's not quite the same as ordinary children. I'm afraid we'll have to put in a lot of effort. He... he... never mind, I'll ask him myself later."
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned more and more as she listened: "First, I don't think Ping'er is any different from the other children. Second, I think you should apologize to Ping'er. I remember when I came back, Ping'er was falsely accused, and you paid compensation without saying a word. You didn't even listen to his explanation. And now, you've only seen him once, yet you're making such assumptions about him."
Li Rong was taken aback: "I wasn't making a malicious guess. Look, his trouser legs are covered in mud, and you can vaguely see shoe prints. There also seems to be a wound on his fist. He's obviously been in a fight. I am..."
"Don't make those excuses." Jiang Nuanzhi interrupted Li Rong: "It's his business if he fights, but as his father, you don't care about him at all, you only think about whether he's caused trouble. That's wrong."
Upon hearing this, Li Rong paused for a moment in a daze, frowned and pondered for a while before nodding seriously: "What you said... makes sense. I was indeed wrong."
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded, seeing that there was still hope for him, and said, "You have realized your mistake, so write down your thoughts on this matter tomorrow. At least five hundred words. Then, find some time to talk to Ping'er again."
Li Rong was stunned. Before he could ask for clarification, Jiang Nuanzhi had already taken her things and gone back to her room on her own, leaving Li Rong alone, questioning his existence.
Reflections? Five hundred words? How do you write that?
Author: I stayed up all night again!
Li Rong: Well, that's impressive. You've finished writing, while I still have 498 words to write.
(End of this chapter)
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