Chapter 27 Who am I?
Fu Ning followed Song Jinghe into the kitchen and watched him light the fire again and put the vegetables back into the pot to stir-fry.
She leaned against the door frame and asked, "Why are you unhappy?"
Song Jinghe paused for a moment while holding the iron spoon, and said without turning his head: "I'm not unhappy."
Fu Ning said "Oh".
Song Jinghe heard footsteps fading away behind him. Thinking that Fu Ning had left, he felt inexplicably unhappy. He casually stir-fried the food a few times, shoveled the eggplant into a plate, and then heated up the next dish. After a while, he brought a wooden plate, placed the two dishes on his lap, and turned the wheelchair.
He was caught off guard by a smiling face.
Fu Ning did not leave. Instead, he sat on the small stool at the door, holding his chin and looking at him.
In an instant, Song Jinghe heard his own heartbeat. He was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked, "Why are you sitting here?"
Fu Ning stood up from the small stool, walked to him, held up his face, and looked at it carefully. "Sure enough, you look unhappy."
Song Jinghe's face was deformed in her hands, and the flesh on his cheeks puffed up, making him much cuter than usual.
Fu Ning quickly pulled up the corner of his mouth with his thumb, "Don't be unhappy, smile."
Song Jinghe forced a fake smile on his face and quickly pulled Fu Ning's hand away, "Stop messing around and go eat."
As soon as Fu Ning's hand lost Song Jinghe's control, he pinched his face again, "Tell me, why are you unhappy? Because I brought a man back?"
Song Jinghe grabbed the hand that was making trouble on his face and didn't dare to let go easily this time. He held Fu Ning's hand tightly and looked up at her. Fu Ning's black grape-like eyes were filled with him.
Miraculously, the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.
He was unwilling to admit that he was angry because Fu Ning brought back a strange man. He didn't even know what right he had to be angry.
This woman was his enemy whom he pretended to kill. It was a good thing for him that she changed her target, but he was not happy.
He lowered his eyes and looked at his legs that had been useless for a long time. Perhaps it was because she still needed these broken legs to make pills, so he couldn't bear this woman's gaze looking at other men.
He really looks like a poor ghost, a poor ghost begging for others' mercy.
Song Jinghe shook off her hand and said coldly: "No, it has nothing to do with you."
"That's good. I thought you were jealous." Fu Ning breathed a sigh of relief. "I will stay with that man tonight and will not sleep in the main house. You can sleep in my big bed."
The veins on Song Jinghe's forehead jumped. His reason told him not to care, but he pulled Fu Ning's wrist and asked, "Are you like this to all men?"
"Ah?" Fu Ning was stunned.
"Take them home, take care of them, and then marry them. Do you do this with every man?" Song Jinghe said this almost gritting his teeth.
Fu Ning raised the corners of his mouth and couldn't help laughing. Then he looked at Song Jinghe's dark face, lowered his mouth, and said seriously: "No, Xiaojing, you are the only man I want to marry."
Xiao Dan walked out of the room and saw Xiao Shuang and Xiao Jing arguing with each other, their eyes were full of disgust. She scratched her head and said awkwardly: "Well... I didn't mean to disturb you two, it's just that the man seems to have a fever."
Fu Ning looked over immediately, "Fever? Then you need to reduce the fever."
She was about to leave when Song Jinghe held her hand.
Song Jinghe said: "Let's eat first."
Fu Ning looked at him, then looked at Xiao Dan who looked anxious, and suggested: "Let's just do this!"
The three of them went to the side room together. Song Jinghe watched coldly as Fu Ning put a piece of cloth soaked in ice water on the man's forehead, then walked to the table and started eating with chopsticks.
Xiao Dan ate quietly to lower her presence. She felt that she had made a wrong judgment. What Xiao Jing and Xiao Shuang had a stable relationship and would not be jealous was really bullshit. Just looking at Xiao Jing's current expression, she seemed to want to kill that man with her eyes.
The only one who was eating heartily was Fu Ning. Her hungry stomach was finally able to get a bite of hot food.
Xiao Dan had almost finished eating. Seeing that it was getting late, his mother would get anxious if he didn’t go back, so he said goodbye to both of them in a hurry.
Song Jinghe put away his bowl and chopsticks and asked, "Do you really want to stay here?"
Fu Ning nodded, "When it comes to curing illnesses and saving lives, we must start well and end well."
"Well, I'll keep watch with you."
Fu Ning pushed his wheelchair and pushed Song Jinghe back to the main house without giving him any chance to refuse. "His injury is so minor that it doesn't need two of us to guard him together. You should get some sleep."
Song Jinghe felt much better when he saw that she didn't care about that man at all.
Fu Ning moved the lounge chair from the yard into the side room, spread out a blanket on it, and planned to spend the night there.
In the middle of the night, the system woke her up.
"Boss, the man is awake."
Fu Ning opened her eyes and heard the man mumbling something. She leaned closer to listen and found out that he wanted to drink water.
"You wait." She lit the candle, went to the table and poured a cup of tea that had already gone cold, and fed it into the man's mouth.
The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he slowly opened his eyes after swallowing the water, confusion showing in his brown eyes.
He looked around the room and his eyes fell on Fu Ning, "Excuse me, who are you? Where am I?"
"My name is Fu Ning, and this is the Thirty-Eight Village." She took the wet cloth off the man's forehead and touched his head. It was no longer so hot. She shook the teacup in her hand and said, "Do you want some more water?"
The man nodded. Fu Ning stood up to pour him some water. He heard him ask himself from behind, "Then who am I?"
Fu Ning almost dropped the teapot in his hand. He turned his head to look at him in disbelief and saw that he had sat up with his upper body naked.
"You don't know who you are?"
The man shook his head innocently. "I only vaguely remember that I seemed to be attacked by a tiger with a human face and fell off a cliff. When I opened my eyes again, I was in the woods. I didn't know who I was or where I was going. I walked around aimlessly for a long time, and then I was shot by an arrow."
He glanced down at his shoulder, "Ah, is this the wound you treated for me? Thank you."
Fu Ning said expressionlessly: "It was me who shot you. I was planning to shoot the wild boar."
She handed the teacup to the man and watched him drink it gracefully.
Fu Ning's eyes flickered. Since he mentioned Xiaoya, she would ask Xiaoya to find out whether what the man said was true or false.
However, it was the middle of the night and she still couldn't find Xiaoya, so Fu Ning rummaged through the clothes she had just cut to see if there was anything that could prove the man's identity.
This man not only has an unknown origin but also has lost his memory, which always makes people feel that something is wrong.
She took out a small wooden sign from the inner layer of her clothes. Zheng Caiye was written on the front, but the words on the back were blurred by the blood.
Fu Ning called the system: "Can you help me find such a person?"
The system quickly said, "There is no such character."
She put the wooden sign in her hand and said to the man, "You don't remember anything, what should I call you?"
The man covered his head and thought for a while, but couldn't think of anything, so he said, "Miss Fu, you can call me whatever you want."
Fu Ning tilted his head and said, "Since I met you when I was hunting wild boars, I might as well call you little wild boar."
The man laughed helplessly, "Miss Fu, don't make fun of me."
Fu Ning laughed and threw the wooden sign in his hand to him, "Is this yours?"
The man picked it up and looked at it carefully. "It should be. My name is Zheng Caiye."
Fu Ning chatted with the system in his mind, "This man is really suspicious."
The system agreed: "Boss, what are you going to do?"
Fu Ning pursed his lips and touched his chin, "Let's take it one step at a time to see if he really has lost his memory."
There was the sound of wooden rollers outside the door. Fu Ning ran over and opened the door. Seeing Song Jinghe, he asked in surprise, "Huh? Why are you here?"
Song Jinghe said coldly: "I was woken up by you."
Fu Ning was a little confused because she didn't make any sound.
Song Jinghe walked past her into the room, and when he saw the half-naked man on the bed, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Zheng Caiye felt a chill and looked at Fu Ning helplessly, "Who is this?"
Fu Ning closed the door and introduced, "This is my husband, Song Jinghe."
Then he said to Song Jinghe, "This person is Zheng Caiye."
Zheng Caiye was a little surprised and said, "So Miss Fu is already married. I really couldn't tell."
Song Jinghe had a blank expression on his face: "I wonder where this Mr. Zheng came from?"
Fu Ning helped Zheng Caiye and said, "He said he lost his memory and doesn't remember anything."
"Yes." Zheng Caiye scratched his head embarrassedly, "Well... I have another unwelcome request. I don't know where to go. Can you two take me in for a while?"
After saying this, as if he was afraid that Fu Ning and Song Jinghe would disagree, he raised his arms and patted his muscles, "Don't worry, I'm very strong and can do anything."
Fu Ning's eyes lit up when she heard this. This was great, a labor force delivered to her doorstep. She clapped her hands and said, "Okay!"
Song Jinghe turned his wheelchair without saying a word, changed direction and walked out of the house.
The system shouted, "Boss, the villain's favorability has increased again, to 60 points! He is really jealous!"
Fu Ning chased after him and secretly said to the system: "Isn't he realizing that he has fallen in love with me? Ever since Zheng Caiye came here, his favorability has been rising rapidly."
The system rarely strikes the host, and agrees: "It is very likely."
Fu Ning had a smug smile on his face, "Hehe, I have figured out some secrets to increase favorability."
She followed Song Jinghe into the main house and pulled the back of his chair, "Xiao Jing, don't you like Zheng Caiye?"
Song Jinghe stared at her with his dark eyes, "Do you like him?"
Fu Ning shook his head and said seriously, "It's not a matter of whether I like him or not, it's just that he has nowhere to go. Look at that muscular body, he's just sitting there doing nothing anyway, why not help out in the village."
Song Jinghe pursed his lips and gripped the handle of the wheelchair tightly, his fingertips turning white.
Yes, that man is stronger and more capable than himself, while he, a disabled person, can do nothing.
At this moment, the strong Zheng Caiye wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and got out of bed. When the two men left, they didn't even help him close the door. He was shirtless and had a fever!
The cold wind rushed into the house and almost froze him to death.
【Author has something to say】
Sister Fu: Hehe, let’s get close to Zheng Caiye.
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