Chapter 16 The Origin of Sweet Potatoes, Forced to Share

a Bed The sun set in the west, leaving a long shadow behind Liu Mingan. When he walked into his yard, the last outline of the setting sun disappeared into the mountains, leaving only the red clouds in the sky.

Jiang Ning leaned against the door, facing the gorgeous sunset, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and she quietly watched Liu Mingan walk towards her step by step.

Liu Mingan smiled at her, and only heard her say "Follow me", her voice was the same as always, and no emotion could be heard.

Following Jiang Ning into the kitchen, Liu Mingan saw her squatting by the stove and using a fire tong to dig into the stove. The grass ashes were pulled apart, and Jiang Ning picked out two large, gray objects from inside.

"This is... roasted sweet potato?" Liu Ming'an looked at the two things on the ground, with some surprise in his words.

Jiang Ning stood up and patted the dust on his hands, and said to him: "Well, let's eat this tonight."

But Liu Ming'an did not move for a long time, staring at the two sweet potatoes, his face was a little solemn, and I don't know what he was thinking.

Jiang Ning looked at him for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Don't you like to eat this?" After thinking for a while, he added, "I think it's quite sweet."

"I'm not picky about food," Liu Ming'an first answered her question, and then explained the reason for his daze: "I was just wondering where the sweet potatoes came from in my house."

Liu Ming'an didn't grow sweet potatoes, so naturally there were no sweet potatoes at home. In the afternoon, everyone in the village was called to the pond, and only Jiang Ning was at home, or in other words, Jiang Ning was the only one who was free to move during that time.

Would she steal vegetables from other people's homes while no one was there?

Jiang Ning's eyes flickered. She didn't know how to explain the source of the sweet potatoes, but she certainly couldn't tell the truth.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Ning said calmly: "Just eat it. Why are you talking so much? Anyway, it's not stolen."

Liu Mingan couldn't figure out where the sweet potatoes came from, and he was really worried about eating them: "But-"

"Don't say buts, it will get cold if you delay any longer." Jiang Ning interrupted him directly and walked into the room while talking: "There is hot water in the pot, you can use it to wash."

It gets dark quickly in this season. Not long after the sun sets, the sky darkened.

Jiang Ning picked up the oil lamp next to the cabinet, lit it with a match, and put it on the table. The bean-sized light lit up, and Jiang Ning sat at the table, looking through the window at the towering mountains not far away.

After a while, Liu Mingan came out of the kitchen and put paper and pen on the table as usual, ready to read by candlelight at night. Just as he sat down and picked up the pen, he seemed to remember something and handed a book to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning looked at the "Book of Rites" handed to her, and said "Hmm?" in confusion, but did not take it.

Liu Mingan took his hand back awkwardly, smiled embarrassedly, and said: "I saw you flipping through this book during the day, and I thought you liked it."

"Just killing time." Jiang Ning replied.

Liu Mingan pondered for a moment and said: "These books of mine are really boring. Collect them next time, or I will buy you some strange stories?"

Jiang Ning looked up at him. Under the dim light, the young man's eyes were clean and there was a faint smile on his lips.

"Liu Ming'an", this was the first time Jiang Ning called him by name, her voice was less cold: "You are a good person."

I will repay you. Jiang Ning added in her heart. Liu

Ming'an smiled even more: "Lingshan Town has a market day. Today is the seventh day of the first lunar month. There are still eight days left. I will buy it for you then."

"Okay, thank you. By the way, what happened to that person who shouted 'someone's dead' today? Why did you take so long?" Jiang Ning suddenly asked casually.

He Wen's death and the woman's crying flashed before his eyes. Liu Ming'an's heart sank and he said, "It was He Wen who died, the man who came to our house today. He must have left us and walked to the pond, fell down, buried his head in the water, and never got up again. I took so long because I had to wait for the people from the government to check the cause of death."

Jiang Ning lowered her eyes slightly, hiding the look in her eyes, and asked, "So, did the people from the government investigate and then tell you that he died like this?"

Liu Ming'an nodded, and his tone was quite emotional, "Life is unpredictable!"

Jiang Ning didn't say anything else, picked up the ink stick and began to grind ink for him. Liu Ming'an smiled at her, put aside all distractions, and immersed himself in scriptures.

Time passed slowly. When Liu Ming'an finished reading a book and wanted to take a break, he found that it was already midnight.

"Jiang Ning, you should go to bed. It's too late." Liu Ming'an said to Jiang Ning. At this time, the people in the village had already gone to bed. He felt a little guilty that Jiang Ning had stayed with him until so late.

Jiang Ning turned her head to look out the window. It was pitch black and she couldn't see anything. She guessed that it was about nine o'clock in the evening and it was time to go to bed.

"Don't read anymore. You were injured today. Go to bed." Jiang Ning turned around and said to Liu Ming'an.

Liu Ming'an was so focused on reading that he had ignored the wound on the back of his head. Jiang Ning's reminder caused a blunt pain. Liu Ming'an couldn't help but reach out and touch the back of his head.

"Hiss!" The pain became sharp as his hand touched it, and Liu Ming'an took a breath.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Ning reached out to help him put away the things on the table.

Liu Ming'an wanted to go to the cupboard to get clothes to put on before going to sleep, but Jiang Ning stopped him as soon as

he moved. "Liu Ming'an, go to bed."

Liu Ming'an turned back in surprise, was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "It's okay, I'll sleep on the table. How can I let a girl like you sleep on the table?"

"I'm not going to sleep on the table either." Jiang Ning turned her head, glanced at the bed, and said slowly: "This bed can sleep two people."

The expression on Liu Ming'an's face froze instantly, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

"Let's sleep together." Jiang Ning added as if nothing had happened.

In shock, Liu Mingan's face flushed like a boiled shrimp. He didn't dare to look at Jiang Ning, lowered his head and stared at the ground, stammering in response: "Jiang, Jiang Ning, this, this is inappropriate, men, men and women should not touch each other..."

The last few words were as low as a mosquito, if Jiang Ning hadn't been close, he probably wouldn't have heard it.

Jiang Ning looked at Liu Mingan, who was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, and suddenly said "huh" softly.

When Liu Ming'an heard the voice, he looked up and saw Jiang Ning raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "I'm not kissing you, I'm just sleeping together. I promise not to touch you, okay?"

Since Liu Ming'an first met Jiang Ning, her face has always been indifferent, cold, and aloof. This is the first time Liu Ming'an has seen her with any other expression.

Jiang Ning was already beautiful and elegant. At this moment, she raised her lips and looked playful, like a fairy who had come to the mortal world to play with people's hearts.

Liu Mingan looked at her and felt his face getting hotter. He quickly turned his eyes away: "Jiang, Jiang Ning, no, no, this will damage your reputation..." "

I don't even know who I am, how can I care about my reputation?" Jiang Ning asked back.

Liu Mingan was unmoved: "No, a woman's reputation is important, I can't hurt you."

"There are only two of us here, if you don't say it and I don't say it, who will know?"

Liu Mingan said righteously: "No, a gentleman is cautious when alone, does not deceive in secret, humbles himself, and is chaste..."

Jiang Ning: "..."

She knew that the scholars in ancient times paid attention to the "literati's character" and "gentleman's heart", and most of them were pedantic and stubborn, but she really didn't expect them to be pedantic and stubborn to this extent.

"Tsk!" Jiang Ning's patience ran out. She was really not suitable for reasoning with others.

Liu Mingan was trying hard to think about how to persuade Jiang Ning, and suddenly a white and slender hand flashed in front of him. The next moment, the hand grabbed his clothes at the collar and pulled hard. Liu Mingan was caught off guard and staggered, and fell on the bed under the force.

Liu Mingan was about to stand up when Jiang Ning reached out and pressed his shoulder. Then she moved closer to him. In a blink of an eye, the distance between them was less than half a foot. He could even clearly see Jiang Ning's long eyelashes.

"Go to sleep, or I'll beat you up."

Liu Mingan heard Jiang Ning say coldly, and she looked very serious, not joking at all.