"What you said makes sense." Nie Xi nodded.
Seeing that he had been fooled, Jiang Rong eagerly poured out another bowl of soup from the thermos, handed it to him personally, and encouraged him, "Come on, try it, and drink it in one gulp!"
Nie Xi took the bowl of soup hesitantly, hesitated for a moment, and then drank it down with great enthusiasm.
Then--
"puff!!"
Nie Xi was like Yu Yi who had eaten sour vines, scratching his throat frantically: "It's poisonous! It's poisonous!"
Jiang Rong said slowly: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous."
She glanced at Shang Shaoheng and said, "It's just that someone's cooking skills are terrible."
Shang Shaoheng: “.”
Nie Xi rushed to the balcony and rinsed his mouth desperately. After finally catching his breath, he leaned on the sink with his backhand and looked at Shang Shaoheng exhaustedly: "This is the closest I've ever been to death, seriously."
"If you're not dead, get out of here right now." Shang Shaoheng said coldly, "Next time you come in without knocking, I'll kill you."
"I know I was wrong." Nie Xi said, "But I just interrupted your good thing. Do you really need to use such a deadly thing to mess with me?!"
Jiang Rong nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, is it that serious?"
The mushroom soup she cooked for Shang Shaoheng was delicious, but what the hell was this thing Shang Shaoheng cooked?
Even dogs won’t eat it.
Nie Xi sighed and said, "Forget it. If I had argued with you, I would have been pissed off to death by you."
He patted Shang Shaoheng's arm and said, "The girl just finished her exams. Don't bother her too much. Be more restrained, okay?"
Jiang Rong: “?”
Shang Shaoheng: “?”
Jiang Rong: "...I wonder if you misunderstood something. Actually, we just..."
Shang Shaoheng said, "Get out."
Nie Xi left swiftly and closed the door considerately.
Jiang Rong: “?”
"Why won't you let me explain?"
Shang Shaoheng was a little puzzled: "He is your parent? Do I need to explain to him?"
This sounds reasonable at first, but the more he tasted the ginger paste, the more he felt something was wrong. However, Shang Shaoheng obviously had no intention of continuing the conversation on this topic, and with a cold face, he poured out all the soup he had carefully prepared.
Jiang Rong followed him with his hands behind his back. "Instructor Shang, I want to ask you about your secret to making the soup look like paraquat."
"I'm very fast at cutting people's tongues. Want to try it?"
Jiang Rong shut up, but after a few seconds couldn't help asking, "Have you never cooked before?"
Shang Shaoheng turned and looked at her: "Do you cook often?"
"That's right." Jiang Rong nodded and said, "I'm not like a big shot like you."
She leaned lazily on the balcony railing. The night sky in the mountains was extremely vast. Behind her were lush forests and flowers. Thousands of stars were right between her eyes, shining brightly.
Shang Shaoheng suddenly remembered the investigation materials sent by Chi Er.
The information said that Jiang Rong's biological mother lived in a small village called Huaihua Village, far away from Yancheng. That place was even more remote than the training base they were in now. Many people had never left the mountains in their entire lives.
When Jiang Rong's biological father was still alive, the Jiang family living in Huaihua Village was actually considered to be relatively well-off in the village, otherwise they would not have sent Jiang Rong's biological mother to the hospital in town to give birth.
But the good times did not last long. Not long after the child was born, Jiang Rong's biological father died and Jiang Rong's biological mother became a widow.
This woman was very strange. When Jiang Panyu was still by her side, she loved and cared for Jiang Panyu very much and gave her the best she could. But after the matter of the real and fake daughter was exposed, her real daughter Jiang Rong was taken back, but she became extremely indifferent and ignored Jiang Rong.
Therefore, Jiang Rong's relationship with her biological mother is definitely not good.
Shang Shaoheng could imagine how Jiang Rong, who had lived a life of luxury in a large family in Yancheng for fourteen years, would survive when he returned to Huaihua Village, a place that had only had electricity two years ago.
She had to give up all the luxury of a rich girl. In order to support herself, she had to learn how to use a wood stove, how to wash clothes with river water, and how to cultivate crops...
That's why she can survive in the wild like a fish in water, which is the experience accumulated from her past blood and tears.
"Why is it different?" Shang Shaoheng heard himself ask in a calm voice.
Jiang Rong seemed a little surprised. "Are you curious about my rural life?"
"Then you're not allowed to hold a grudge after what I've said, okay?"
Shang Shaoheng: "Dream on."
Jiang Rong: “…”
This dog man.
"Forget it, since the moonlight is so beautiful tonight." Jiang Rong dragged a chair over and sat down, saying, "I remember the first time I went to the river to wash clothes."
"There's a river outside our village that flows from east to west, through vast rice paddies. Villagers wash their clothes there. My first time, I had no experience, so I just soaked all my clothes in the water. The river was flowing so fast, it didn't take long for my clothes to be washed everywhere. I had no choice but to go down to the river and fish out one piece here and one piece there... but in the end, my two favorite coats were still washed away."
She didn't say that when she was comically fishing clothes out of the water, other people washing clothes on the shore watched coldly and laughed at her, and a group of children even threw stones at her, saying that this was called "kicking a drowning dog."
People in mountain villages are sometimes not simple, but rather barbaric.
They had no grudges against Jiang Rong, and their hatred for her was also groundless. It was as if she had been taken to the city by a rich man and raised there for more than ten years, and had become a hateful capitalist.
Of course, Jiang Rong was not one to suffer any loss. That night, she went door to door to find those children, tied them up in rows to the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, and threw stones back at them. From then on, these naughty children never dared to provoke Jiang Rong again.
"And then?" Shang Shaoheng asked, as if he was really interested in her story.
Jiang Rong smiled and said, "That's all. I finally finished washing the clothes and wanted to go home for a hot meal, but my mother had already eaten the meal and locked the door to sleep. I wandered around the yard for a long time and decided to pry the door lock open."
"I made my own fire and cooked... I got covered in black ash and cooked a pot of half-cooked rice, but I ate it anyway. The next day, my mother saw the door lock had been picked, and her scolding could be heard from the next village."
"She doesn't like you?"
"Who knows?" Jiang Rong's smile faded. "The villagers said that when Jiang Panyu was here, she loved Jiang Panyu very much. She would even skip meals to buy cloth to make new clothes for Jiang Panyu. After I go back, if she doesn't beat or scold me, she'll be considered kind to me."
"Sometimes I even feel...she hates me." Jiang Rong said softly, "I don't know where this hatred comes from, but until she died in front of me, I felt that she had not forgiven me."
After she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Shang Shaoheng's beautiful profile. "Tell me, am I born to be annoying? It seems like no one ever likes me."
Shang Shaoheng looked at her quietly for a few seconds before saying, "Someone likes you."
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