Chapter 26 Good heavens, it's actually Jinjiang! ...
With a crisp "ding," the call connected, and Chen Yuan's voice immediately burst from the receiver, relentlessly echoing throughout the entire carriage.
"Jiang Shan, what's wrong with you? Your cousin only stayed at your rented room for one night, and you were so eager to kick him out, but why did you hit him? You've even scratched his face!"
Jiang Shan's pale face suddenly turned red.
She was already uncomfortable making phone calls in front of strangers, and now her mother's voice was so loud, it was so embarrassing.
She quickly snatched the phone from Zhu Meng's hand, turned the volume down, and held it to her ear to try and calm herself down. Only then did she realize that she had truly been "marinated" in the term "good girl."
Good heavens, even at a time like this, she's still thinking about keeping family scandals private.
"Speak up, are you mute?"
After being urged again by Ms. Chen Yuan, Jiang Shan's embarrassment was finally dispelled by his anger.
She hit Chen Feng, of course, because Chen Feng deserved to be hit.
Jiang Shan gripped his phone tightly, unaware that his hand was trembling slightly from the force.
Fortunately, her trembling hands didn't affect her voice; her tone of voice remained as steady as ever.
Didn't he tell you why he was beaten?
“He did say that,” Chen Yuan said, her voice a little softer, perhaps feeling a little guilty. “He only stayed in your rented room for one night, right? He said he was willing to pay the rent, but you wouldn’t accept it.”
"Did Chen Feng only tell you about renting a place?"
Jiang Shan wasn't surprised, but found it a little funny: "Mom, didn't Chen Feng tell you that he wanted to violate me?"
"...What?!" Chen Yuan's machine-gun-like voice finally slowed down.
As soon as Jiang Shan got angry, that faint pain in his temples returned.
She rubbed her temples haphazardly, but no matter how much she rubbed, she couldn't suppress the pent-up frustration: "Your good nephew Chen Feng bought several large boxes of condoms, just waiting to use them with your daughter!"
"This...this..." Chen Yuan, an old-fashioned and conservative middle-aged woman, couldn't understand such a thing at all. Just listening to it made her jaw drop. "This can't be, right?"
"Jiang Shan, what nonsense are you spouting?"
Jiang's father interrupted abruptly: "You women are making a mountain out of a molehill. We're all relatives, why are you accusing me of assault? Your cousin just bought a few boxes of condoms, what does that have to do with you?"
Jiang Shan felt a lump in his throat: "He looked at me with such a lewd gaze, and you still say it's okay?"
"Then siblings should have a better relationship," Jiang's father said dismissively. "Chen Feng is a good kid, I believe he wouldn't do such a thing. Is it because you're dressed too casually? Let me tell you, in the summer, you shouldn't wear things like sundresses and shorts, those guys can't resist!"
Jiang Shan clenched his teeth so tightly they made a grinding sound.
"I wasn't wearing a short skirt or shorts. I was wearing normal loungewear with a jacket over it. Please, can you get this straight? This isn't a problem with my clothing; it's a problem with his behavior."
Jiang's father said in a nonchalant tone, "There are so many women in your cousin's company, and none of them have complained about his gaze. Why is it only you, a woman, who acts like this?"
What era are we living in? Why are we still using the victim-blaming theory?
Jiang Shan's palms were itching to grab something and punch it, but after looking around the carriage and not finding anything suitable, he had to give up.
She used all her strength to suppress the urge to hit someone.
"There are so many fathers in the world who respect their daughters, why are you the only one speaking up for someone else's son?"
Jiang's father could no longer remain calm: "So you've really grown up and become too powerful, haven't you? How dare you talk to your father like that! Jiang Shan, you..."
"Alright, stop talking!" Jiang's mother was still a woman after all. Even though she was biased towards her brother's son, she still gasped when she heard that her daughter had almost been violated. "Jiang Tao, your daughter was almost molested! Your own daughter! How can you side with outsiders and speak up for that young man Chen Feng?"
After the volcanic eruption in Jiangshan's heart, it became as calm as still water.
On the surface, her mother's words seemed to indicate that she was on the same side as her, but she dared not relax for a moment.
After all, Chen Feng was her cousin, her mother's brother, and her beloved son.
They all share the surname Chen, so they are family.
"Isn't that because the idea of 'ruling the country' is too sensitive?"
Jiang's father was a typical chauvinist, and when the two women stopped him, he roared angrily.
"Chen Feng is an excellent student with outstanding character and academic performance. There are plenty of girls chasing after him. Why would he bother to assault his own cousin? Besides, aren't they all family? What cousin would want to assault his own cousin?"
Jiang Shan couldn't help but laugh more as he listened.
“Mom, Dad, Chen Feng did such a thing to me. I'm not as magnanimous as you are, and I can't forgive him. So, in my heart, he's no longer my cousin.”
Jiang Shan took a deep breath.
"Jiang Tao, if you keep talking, I might as well pretend I don't have a father like you."
Before she could finish her sentence, Jiang Tao didn't explode, but Chen Yuan did: "Jiang Shan, how dare you talk to your father like that? Apologize to him right now!"
Hehe, just as I thought.
Jiang Shan remained calm.
"Chen Yuan, I can live without you as my mother."
The two people opposite them said in unison, "Hey Jiangshan, you've really gone too far! If I'd known you were this unreasonable, I would have been better off giving birth to a piece of barbecued pork!"
Jiang Shan felt only a calm madness.
"Then you should find Char Siu to be your own daughter and have it pay you a monthly allowance."
When money was mentioned, Chen Yuan and Jiang Tao fell silent.
After about half a minute, Chen Yuan finally said something dryly.
"...We're family, talking about money is too formal."
"You know it's too formal to talk about money with your daughter?" Jiang Shan's anger, which he had finally managed to suppress, resurfaced.
She was so angry that she wanted to climb off Zhu Meng's lap all at once, but her hands were trembling with anger. She tried to hold on for a long time but still didn't have enough strength. She could only lift her upper body up a millimeter briefly before regretfully slamming down like a weight.
After sitting up, he lay back down.
She stared at the starry sky ceiling of the car, her lips moving rapidly.
"How can you change your attitude so quickly? It's a pity you didn't learn Sichuan opera face-changing. When I was officially hired, you asked me to use my salary to pay for my sister's tuition and help support the family. You didn't have this attitude back then."
"You! Are you determined to bring up old grievances today? What kind of unfilial daughter are you..."
Jiang Shan had anticipated that her words would cause a huge uproar, so as soon as she finished speaking, she pulled the phone away a little, precisely avoiding their spittle.
She listened quietly to them howling for a minute, until her patience finally ran out.
"If your purpose in calling is just to insult me, then you've achieved your goal. I'm hanging up."
"Don't hang up on Xiaoshan, Mom still has questions!" Chen Yuan's voice sounded very urgent. "How come the person you're living with is a man? You're a virgin, not even married yet and you're living with a man. Do you think your fiancé will still want you after he hears this?"
Jiang Shan, unable to bear it any longer, let out two cold laughs.
"He doesn't want me? I don't want him either! I can live perfectly well on my own in this big city, why should I have another man holding me back?"
Chen Yuan sighed deeply.
"Oh dear, Xiaoshan, how could you think like that? Women all need to get married, otherwise what will you do when you're old and have no children? Sigh, I hate it, it's all because I've been too busy with work that I haven't raised you well..."
"It's not a problem with your parenting, it's just that I've finally come to terms with your daughter." Jiang Shan maintained the last shred of politeness, said goodbye, and then pressed the hang-up button. "I'm hanging up."
Her eyes darted around, and she met Zhu Meng's gaze.
Even though it's a terrible upward angle, he doesn't have a double chin.
Unfortunately, Jiang Shan had no interest in appreciating his face.
Zhu Meng... you didn't listen to the whole thing, did you?
Jiang Shan dug his toes into the ground, wishing he could dig a hole and crawl out.
Although she finally got to talk back to her parents and vented her anger, she still had the Chinese blood in her veins that preferred to resolve arguments or fights behind closed doors.
It's so embarrassing to be watched by outsiders.
"...I'm sorry, I made you laugh." She forced a smile, her body even weaker after her outburst.
Zhu Meng sighed softly.
His narrow, almond-shaped eyes were misty, like the sorrowful Lake Baikal.
"You... have suffered."
Jiang Shan paused for a moment, then shook his head.
She really didn't know what to say, so she simply closed her eyes slowly, remaining noncommittal.
Is it bitter?
Compared to single-parent families, she at least has both a mother and a father.
Compared to families so poor that they had no choice but to send their children out of school, her parents at least provided her with a material foundation for 22 years, enabling her to complete her undergraduate studies.
But... she was really tired.
As Zhu Meng listened to Jiang Shan's increasingly long and drawn-out breaths, his heart ached with each contraction.
He was filled with resentment, resenting that he had no official status.
He wanted to stand on the same side as Jiang Shan, but found that he had no stance at all.
She was in dire straits, and he could do nothing about it.
"Oh, right." Jiang Shan suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Exhausted and sleepy, she frowned slightly and spoke haltingly: "I probably can't make that foot bath and ginger soup... I'm so sleepy, I can't go on... I'm sorry."
"...It's okay, you go to sleep."
Zhu Meng raised her hand, wanting to help Jiang Shan close his eyelids herself, but the moment she was about to touch them, she closed them herself.
Sigh, even though Jiangshan is in such a state of distress, you're still thinking of him.
She... she really is an angel descended from heaven.
It's a pity she was a good daughter, but her parents were not good parents.
With Gao Ming leading the way, Princess Zhu Meng, carrying the kingdom, headed straight for her bedroom without stopping.
Just as he was about to enter the bedroom, Zhu Meng looked at the clean floor inside and slowly stopped. He took off both of his leather shoes with one hand before stepping in barefoot.
It wouldn't be good to dirty her bedroom.
Zhu Meng settled Jiang Shan on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and took two steps back to walk out of the bedroom, but her round bottom accidentally bumped into a drawer.
With a "thud," it sounded like something had been knocked over.
This is……
After glancing at the long, narrow object on the ground, Zhu Meng closed his eyes, his face burning slightly.
Although he was a virgin who had never experienced sexual intercourse, he still learned about the relevant procedures at his mother's insistence.
Although there is only theory and no practice, the characteristics of this flesh-colored simulated product in front of me are too obvious.
This is what he sees every day after taking a shower naked...
But how could Jiangshan, an innocent little girl, have such a thing in her room? She must be seeing things wrong!
Zhu Meng turned his head away, trying his best to ignore the obvious ornament on the wooden floor, but his eyes had a mind of their own, like magnets attracting each other, and insisted on looking there.
Should we confirm whether this is the one in question?
Jiang Shan was unaware that her private belongings, which she had been hiding away, were now lying on the ground, wet and glistening. She clutched her aching lower abdomen and silently frowned in what should have been a peaceful and tranquil dream.
She turned over restlessly, rubbing the blanket tucked under her shoulders down to her navel.
Zhu Meng was afraid she would catch a cold, so he tiptoed over and put the blanket back in its place. As he turned to leave, he accidentally kicked the thing on the ground.
...Why is it still solid?
It's a bit heavy.
So... is it really what he's thinking?
Zhu Meng's gaze shifted downwards, only to be intercepted halfway down.
Wouldn't it be disrespectful to Jiang Shan's privacy to just squat down and look at it? After all, these are Jiang Shan's things, and he's an outsider who shouldn't be looking at them.
...No, we still have to put it back.
If Jiang Shan discovers that he has tampered with this thing, wouldn't it be even more awkward between the two of them?
A fierce internal struggle raged within him. After much deliberation, Zhu Meng finally made up his mind and slowly squatted down at a rate of one meter every three seconds.
He lowered his body, and the bright moonlight immediately poured onto the flesh-colored object.
Zhu Meng finally saw what it was.
My ears suddenly felt hot.
Good heavens, it really is Jinjiang!
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