Rong Zhaonan's brows furrowed slightly. He hadn't figured out her identity yet, so he wasn't in a hurry.
Let's clean up her relationships with men and women first.
Rong Zhaonan turned back and continued riding his bike, saying casually, "The road is bumpy, and my cycling skills aren't that great, so hold on tight."
Ning Yuan was taken aback: "Oh, I'll be careful... Ah... Ouch!"
Before she could finish speaking and even grab the back seat, a jolt sent her crashing into Rong Zhaonan's back again.
Her nose and chest ached from the impact, and tears almost welled up in her eyes: "You...you ride more steadily, slower!"
What's going on? This person was perfectly fine just now, very steady.
If she keeps bumping into things, her steamed buns will be flattened!
The following lanes were extremely bumpy. In addition to occasionally bumping into his back wall, she was almost thrown off twice even while holding onto the seat tightly.
Finally, she had no choice but to go all out.
Somewhat annoyed, she simply reached out and hugged his waist: "Don't blame me for taking advantage, your driving skills are terrible, I don't want to fall and get bruised and battered!"
Rong Zhaonan didn't say anything, feeling the girl's soft body pressed against him, and her slender arms wrapped around his waist.
A faint smile appeared on his thin lips: "Hmm, it's not your fault."
Ning Yuan was also a little embarrassed. In her previous life, she had been married for so many years, and she had never even hugged Li Yan's waist.
Li Yan said that it was improper for men and women to be so affectionate and cuddly in public; it was not a good manner.
In this lifetime, she actually hugged Boss Rong's waist in public.
Ning Yuan convinced herself not to be embarrassed; wasn't it just that the big shot's driving skills were too bad?
If it weren't for the fact that the bicycle was too big, making it difficult for her to put her feet on the ground while riding, she would have taken him away on her bicycle.
The man's broad back and slender waist were right there in her arms, and she had to admit that leaning against him like that felt incredibly safe... It was a very special feeling.
She had never experienced this strange feeling in her previous life.
The cold mountain winds blowing across her cheeks only made her feel hotter.
She lowered her small, fan-like eyelashes, only relieved that Rong Zhaonan hadn't turned around and seen her blushing face.
After she hugged Rong Zhaonan's waist, the ride became less bumpy, seemingly because her center of gravity was more stable, and Rong Zhaonan's driving skills improved slightly.
The journey for both of them went relatively smoothly.
Just as they were approaching the village entrance, Rong Zhaonan casually asked, "Did you call home? Are your family angry that you got married?"
Hearing his question, Ning Yuan's face flushed, and her eyes darkened.
The scene of making the phone call yesterday seems so vivid in my mind—
At the post office, it was finally her turn to make a call; she had been somewhat looking forward to it.
Her family lived right next to the health center, and her mother, Ning Jinyun, worked there as a cashier.
She dialed the phone number of the Ningnanting Red Health Center office and asked someone to call Ning Jinyun.
Ning Jinyun answered the phone and immediately launched into a sarcastic remark: "You still remember to call me back? Are you really not planning to acknowledge me as your mother anymore?"
Ning Yuan paused for a moment: "When we talked on the phone last time, I said that I'm waiting for Mom to give me an explanation: Am I your biological daughter?"
Ning Jinyun sneered: "What explanation do you want from me? Your aunt said she never said you weren't my biological child! I clearly value you the most, but you've always felt I'm biased and wished you weren't my biological child!"
Ning Yuan frowned: "Mom..."
Ning Jinyun coldly interrupted her: "Don't call me Mom. When you were having an affair with some random man outside, dragging the whole family down, did you ever think about me being your mother? You even tried to frame your aunt. How could you be so shameless as to secretly register your marriage with the household registration card behind our backs?"
Ning Yuan's face turned cold: "I didn't have an affair!"
Ning Jinyun was furious: "You dare to talk back?! I've lived a virtuous life, and yet I gave birth to a thing like you who can't live without a man?"
"You can still get horny with other sent-down youths even while working in the countryside? Are you born to be a prostitute? Why don't you just open your legs and sell yourself!"
Ning Jinyun cursed repeatedly on the other end of the phone, the harshness and rudeness of her language coming through the leaky receiver.
People standing close to Ning Yuan were giving her strange looks.
Ning Yuan simply listened to Ning Jinyun's insults with a blank expression; she had always been like this since she was a child.
Whenever Ning Jinyun was unhappy, she would scold her, or even hit her, using the most offensive language imaginable.
She was already mentally prepared for Ning Jinyun's sophistry and attempts to shift the blame.
Moreover, my "mother" has always had a sharp tongue.
In her previous life, she only learned from Ning Jinyun that she was not her biological child many years after she got married.
At that moment, Ning Jinyun hugged herself while crying, begging her not to go looking for her biological parents and abandon her and her adoptive father.
She said that her biological parents had many children, and they abandoned her when she was just born because they thought having too many children would be a burden.
It is said that the family was dirt poor that year, and it was Ning Jinyun, the adoptive mother, who knelt down and begged her in-laws to feed her little by little, thus saving her own life.
They say she's ugly, short, poorly educated, and incompetent; no one in the world would love her adopted daughter like she does, and her biological parents who abandoned her would never do so.
Ning Jinyun cried and said that she was so indifferent and insulted because she was afraid that she would abandon her and go to her biological parents after discovering that she was her adoptive mother.
But what debt of gratitude is greater than the debt of gratitude for raising us? A person cannot be without conscience!
Every word Ning Jinyun spoke made perfect sense.
That day was the first time I saw Ning Jinyun cry for me, and the panic in her eyes seemed to prove that she really cared about her youngest daughter.
However, his jade chili peppers had indeed been stolen, so he could only give up the idea of finding his biological parents and stay by Ning Jinyun's side.
There's an old saying: The child who is least loved is usually the most filial among several children.
Because what they crave most is their parents' attention and love.
So even though Ning Jinyun became paralyzed in her old age and would beat and scold her at the drop of a hat, she still endured her harshness and served Ning Jinyun for the rest of her life, taking care of her bodily needs and seeing her off in her old age.
Happy people are healed by their childhood for a lifetime, while unhappy people need a lifetime to heal.
In her past life, she seemed unworthy of being loved and had to please others to gain attention and affection. As a result, she had low self-esteem in her marriage and daily life. This was her life of depression and people-pleasing.
But in this life, she never wanted to live like she had before. She asked Ning Jinyun about this matter more than a decade in advance, catching Ning Jinyun off guard, just to know—
Does Ning Jinyun truly 'love' her 'daughter' as she claims?
Or perhaps, as later psychologists have suggested, it's just a method of manipulating children through psychological manipulation?
At least now, listening to the nasty insults on the other end of the phone, she closed her eyes and felt no "motherly love" from Ning Jinyun.
Ning Yuan, unable to bear it any longer, interrupted her: "Mom, do you think I would hear this from anyone that you're not my biological mother? If Auntie doesn't want to admit it, I have nothing to say."
She paused, then said coldly, "Also, back then I didn't want to register my household in the place where I was sent to work in the countryside, but you insisted on transferring my household registration page to follow the educated youth team to the countryside. Now that I'm married, you're not satisfied, and there's nothing I can do about it."
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