Chapter 46: Oil-dregs Dumplings, First Encounter with Menstruation

Jiang Ning had not shown up in the house, but she heard everything that happened outside.

People, most of the time, can't stand seeing others do well, especially those who know you well. What they fear most is that someone else climbs out of a pit first. "Laugh at people who have nothing, hate people who have something", that's what it means.

Liu Mingan had already spread the Xuanzhou cooked Xuan paper worth one or two silver coins on the table, and was stroking his chin to think about how to write. Jiang Ning regained his mind, picked up a book called "The Story of the Red-clothed Fox Demon" from the pile of leisure books he bought, and read it with great interest.

When the sun was about to set, Jiang Ning had already read half of the book. Although it is a clichéd story of a goblin repaying a favor, and the author's writing style and imagination are also average, it is much better than the conventional "Book of Rites".

Jiang Ning put down the book, stood up and walked to Liu Mingan's side. On the snow-white rice paper, half a lifelike pine tree was already painted.

"What do you want to draw?" Jiang Ning asked.

"It's a birthday celebration. It's nothing more than wishing others 'good fortune like the long-flowing water of the East China Sea, and longevity like the immortal pines of the southern mountains'. Naturally, I have to draw some green mountains and pine trees." Liu Mingan painted for a long time, and his waist and back ached. It was a good opportunity to take a break while chatting with Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning glanced at Liu Ming'an and raised her eyebrows: "You are not immune to vulgarity."

"Haha..." Liu Ming'an chuckled and looked at Jiang Ning and said: "I am a vulgar person. Moreover, this kind of thing is not about vulgarity, but the intention."

Jiang Ning thought about it and realized that this is the truth.

"Then I will go to cook, you can draw slowly."

"Okay." Liu Ming'an smiled and responded.

Jiang Ning came to the kitchen. The master heated a large pot of hot water, then cut the piece of pork fat into large pieces, washed it with clean water, and threw it into the pot to blanch. As the water temperature rose, the blood and impurities in the pork fat floated out. After the water boiled, Jiang Ning picked up the meat pieces and washed them again with clean water.

Replace the water in the pot, scoop in half a ladle of water, put the pork fat into the pot, throw in a few slices of ginger to remove the fishy smell, and then just keep the fire on and cook.

The water is slowly boiled away, and the white and bright meat begins to ooze out fat. Gradually, the fat becomes more and more, and the meat begins to shrink and turn into a brown color. In the end, Jiang Ning scoops out the oil residue, and only half a pot of clear and slightly yellow liquid pork fat is left in the pot. When it solidifies, it will turn into snow-white.

During the time of boiling the pork fat, Jiang Ning also took the opportunity to knead some dough. She was going to make dumplings filled with oil residue.

It would be greasy if only the oil residue was put in, so Jiang Ning was going to put some cabbage in it to neutralize it, so she turned and went to the yard, but as soon as she took a step, she froze in place.

A warm liquid flowed down the root of her thigh!

Jiang Ning realized what it was, but didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Liu Ming'an!"

Liu Ming'an, who was concentrating on painting, heard the shout from the kitchen, and quickly put down his pen and stood up to check the situation. He heard some anxiety and helplessness in the voice, which was not what the always calm Jiang Ning should have. Something must have happened.

"What's wrong?" Liu Ming'an appeared in front of Jiang Ning as quickly as possible and asked with some concern.

Jiang Ning was motionless as if she was under a spell, her face was pale, and she looked at Liu Ming'an with some panic in her eyes.

"Jiang Ning, what's wrong with you?" Liu Ming'an became more and more worried when he saw her like this.

"I'm having my period," Jiang Ning swallowed her saliva and asked with some difficulty, "What should I do?"

Liu Ming'an was stunned for a moment, but then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was not a big deal.

Seeing Jiang Ning's panic, Liu Ming'an was puzzled, but he didn't ask much, just said softly, "Wait at home, I'll find someone to help you."

"Who?" Jiang Ning asked vigilantly.

"Third aunt." Liu Ming'an replied. Third aunt was an elder, and she also helped Jiang Ning, so Liu Ming'an thought of her first.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ning refused: "Don't want her, go find the dumb woman."

"The dumb woman?" Liu Ming'an was surprised.

"Yes, the dumb woman." Jiang Ning said firmly.

Liu Ming'an really didn't understand what Jiang Ning was thinking, but he agreed, turned around and left the house, and went to He Zhao's house.

After Liu Ming'an left, Jiang Ning stood still for a long time, with an unspeakable sadness on her face.

Liu Ming'an didn't understand why Jiang Ning was panicking because of her period, because he couldn't imagine that this was the second time Jiang Ning had experienced this after many years.

Other girls experience it once a month, and it's a common thing, but for Jiang Ning, it's a luxury.

Jiang Ning will always remember the afternoon when she was twelve years old. She experienced her first menstruation and her underwear was stained with menstrual blood, which was a sign of the little girl's transformation into a mature woman.

Unfortunately, she was not an ordinary little girl. She was about to become a killer at that time.

The arrival of her first menstruation triggered the first menstrual cramps in Jiang Ning's life, and she delayed her training. The woman who raised her found out and took her to the hospital. She told her condescendingly: "Close your eyes and take a nap, and you won't feel any pain anymore."

Then, the woman suddenly leaned over, stretched out her cold hand and touched Jiang Ning's face, smiling and said: "Just like me."

When Jiang Ning woke up from the operating table, she had a scar from the operation on her stomach. From then on, she never had her menstruation again. It was a long time before she realized that the operation removed an organ called "uterus" from her body. From then on, she was a disabled person.

Jiang Ning stared out the window in a daze. Liu Ming'an was walking hurriedly with Du Niang.

N was dead, and she was now Jiang Ning, a complete person. Could she finally get rid of those dark and bloody pasts and live a good life?

Jiang Ning was a little confused.

"Du Niang, I'm sorry to trouble you." Outside the house, Liu Ming'an said to Du Niang anxiously.

Du Niang nodded, walked into the house, found Jiang Ning standing in the kitchen, hesitated and didn't dare to come forward.

Du Niang was in a very contradictory mood facing Jiang Ning.

On the one hand, Du Niang respected and thanked her. Jiang Ning was a great benefactor to her, and it was not an exaggeration to say that she was a second parent. Therefore, when Liu Mingan came to the door and explained her purpose, Du Niang nodded and agreed without saying a word.

But on the other hand, Du Niang was afraid of her. Seeing her would always remind her of her ruthless look when she killed people. That bloodthirsty murderous intent made Du Niang unable to restrain her desire to escape.

Jiang Ning turned around, looked at Du Niang a few steps away, and whispered: "Du Niang, help me, I can't do it."

When people feel insecure, familiar people and familiar environments can relax them. This is why Jiang Ning insisted that Liu Mingan go to find Du Niang instead of Third Uncle. The bond between her and Du Niang is deeper, and Du Niang can make Jiang Ning let down her guard. Du Niang

heard a hint of pleading in Jiang Ning's words, and immediately put aside all her concerns and came to her side, took out the riding cloth from her arms, and gestured with her hands to teach Jiang Ning how to deal with it.