Chapter 246 Greedy Orphan Nanny VS Mentally Retarded Young Master 13
The two hugged for a long time.
Seeing that she had already coaxed him, Jiang Zhi stopped pressing the matter. "Go and eat, are you very hungry?"
Jiang Shen nodded and said, "You feed me."
"You eat it yourself," Jiang Zhiyi tried to refuse.
She felt her workload was increasing. He used to eat by himself most of the time, but now he often needs her to feed him.
"Feed me," Jiang Shen continued to demand.
"Come over here." Jiang Zhiyi had no choice but to sit down there, and then gestured for him to sit next to her.
She picked up a spoon and fed him.
Jiang Shen sat there obediently, eating one bite at a time as he was fed.
"Is it good?" she asked.
"It's delicious." Jiang Shen said with a grin.
...
The next morning.
Many unfamiliar faces appeared in the courtyard; these people were all arranged by the Jiang family to pick them up.
They will be setting off to return to the Jiang family the day after tomorrow.
However, there are still many important things to do before that.
Jiang Zhiyi was upstairs playing with Jiang Shen.
She glanced into the courtyard several times; the entourage was quite large, with even Taoist priests present.
She should be considered a Taoist priest, though she didn't really know much about these things; she just noticed that the people's clothes and appearance were quite different from the others.
When she went downstairs to get the fruit platter, she specifically asked the aunties a few questions, and they confirmed that those people had indeed been invited to perform a ritual.
However, this time it wasn't the same master from back then who came, but his disciple, named Qingmu.
In this line of work, everyone has their own specialty. This man, Qingmu, had a pair of wonderful eyes, so the master gave him this name.
Jiang Zhiyi glanced at the leading Taoist priest several times. He looked quite young, and while he wasn't particularly handsome, he gave off a very comfortable vibe.
His eyes, in particular, are exceptionally beautiful.
Qingmu... it does sound like a very suitable name for him.
Jiang Zhiyi couldn't help but think to herself: He must have made a lot of money from this trip, right?
Jiang Shen used to have a bracelet that he always wore, which had been specially treated to ensure his safety.
Once, when they went up the mountain, Jiang Shen took apart his bracelet beads and used them as marbles for his slingshot.
When she finally found it, the bead was long gone. The mountainside was covered in withered branches and fallen leaves; there was no trace of it.
After they returned, Li Dongyan blamed her for the incident, saying that she hadn't kept a close eye on Jiang Shen.
Later, when Li Dongyan contacted the Jiang family, he seemed to have been severely reprimanded as well.
The Jiang family had a new string of beads sent over overnight. It was said to be worth tens of millions, incredibly precious. Although she couldn't see any reason why it was so valuable.
At that time, Jiang Zhiyi was dissatisfied, so she secretly took her anger out on Jiang Shen, the culprit. He was the one who caused all this trouble, making everyone suffer.
She knew Jiang Shen's temper very well, so she deliberately made him unhappy, poked at his sore spots, and intentionally annoyed him.
Jiang Shenke was thoroughly tormented.
He was so angry with her that he cried in bed almost every night during those days... but when he woke up the next day, he would still eagerly go to find her.
After causing a ruckus for several days, Jiang Shen finally learned his lesson and stopped causing her trouble.
"What are you looking at? Why aren't you paying attention to me?" Jiang Shen walked up to her and found that she was lost in thought and hadn't been listening to him at all.
"I didn't see anything," Jiang Zhiyi shook her head.
Jiang Shen looked downstairs and saw many people. He immediately drew the curtains.
"Play with me, but you're not allowed to look at them." He took her hand.
After that, the two began tidying up the room.
Jiang Shen treasured many things and wouldn't let anyone else touch them, so she helped him pack. After they finished, they let the servants who were responsible for packing the luggage in.
“These paintings won’t fit; they’ll get crushed. Let’s put them in this box,” Jiang Zhiyi suggested.
Jiang Shen hesitated for a moment before taking the painting out of his already full backpack.
He looked worried and said, "This is our treasure; we can't let anyone else take it away."
"Don't worry, no one will take yours," she said.
After a while.
"Knock knock knock—" Someone was knocking on the door from outside.
Jiang Zhiyi went to open the door, only to see Qingmu standing outside.
He smiled politely at her and asked, "Is the young master inside?"
"It's inside." Jiang Zhiyi didn't immediately move aside. "What do you need?"
Qingmu: "There are some matters that require the young master's presence. He can go by himself; others should leave."
Soon, Jiang Shen was taken downstairs, while Jiang Zhiyi continued packing her things upstairs.
Half an hour later, Jiang Shen came up with a wronged look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhiyi asked him with concern.
Jiang Shen showed her his finger, which was bleeding, and said, "They stabbed me, it hurts so much."
Jiang Zhiyi treated his wound, blew on it gently, and then found a cartoon-shaped band-aid to put on it.
Jiang Shen reached out to hug her, wanting her to comfort him.
...
In the afternoon, Jiang Zhiyi took him to play in the yard.
Jiang Shen tore off the cartoon-shaped band-aid, then put his hand over and kept saying how painful it was.
Jiang Zhiyi looked at the wound, which was almost healed and only slightly red and swollen, and felt helpless.
"Why have you become so delicate?" she couldn't help but say.
He wasn't like this before.
Jiang Shen only said, "I'm afraid of pain, why did they prick me?"
Jiang Zhiyi: "Because they are a bunch of charlatans who deliberately come to swindle money."
Since Jiang Shen probably wouldn't understand what the charlatan meant, she directly stated her true thoughts.
Jiang Shen: "He's here again..."
Jiang Zhiyi turned around and saw Qingmu standing not far behind her with a faint smile on his face.
She was genuinely embarrassed; had her words just now been overheard?
She rarely speaks ill of others behind their backs, so how come she was caught this time?
Qingmu didn't mention what had just happened, only saying that Jiang Shen needed to go there again.
"Is it going to hurt your hand again?" Jiang Shen asked.
Qingmu nodded.
Jiang Zhiyi thought Jiang Shen was scared, so she gently persuaded him, "Listen to me, go quickly. I'll wait for you here, be good."
Jiang Shen then relented, "You have to blow on it for me later."
"Mm." Jiang Zhiyi nodded.
She then said to Qingmu, "You've prepared some bandages, right? Put them on him right away after you finish pricking him, otherwise he'll be bleeding a lot by the time he runs back."
“…Okay,” Qingmu replied.
Not long after, Jiang Shen returned with a wronged look on his face, looking pitiful.
"It hurts!" he complained, holding up his finger with a bead of blood on it.
Jiang Zhiyi couldn't help but complain in her heart, realizing that the person hadn't listened to her at all.
"Good boy." She led him upstairs.
Jiang Shen secretly glanced at his clothes.
There were two used, ordinary-looking band-aids hidden in the right pocket of his clothes, but he hadn't had time to throw them away yet.
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