Jian Ning cultivated until dinner time before emerging from the immortal abode.
Worried that the family downstairs might cause any more trouble, he picked up the walkie-talkie and dialed Jian Anping's number.
"Brother, did you go downstairs today?"
“I went and brought some steamed buns to the old lady. My mother-in-law said that since we're relatives, she got up early this morning to make them for her. I noticed that the old lady looks much better than yesterday.”
It should be fine, just need to rest. Come over for dinner? I made scallion pancakes with shredded potatoes.
"Okay, I'm coming right now." Jian Ning quite liked the home-cooked meals, so she put down the walkie-talkie and went straight through the wall.
Anyway, the people on the sixteenth floor rarely come out. The only ones who are often out and about are her, Xiao Lingfeng, and Jian Anping. They're not afraid of being startled by others.
The door was opened by Li Mengyao, whose belly was quite large now. She had gained a lot of weight compared to before.
"Come in quickly, Xiao Ning. You said your uncle and the others are here. Should I go down and see them?"
"What are you looking at? No need. It's not easy for you to go up and down stairs with your condition. There's no need to be so particular right now. Just stay home and rest."
"Fine then, your brother doesn't agree to me going down either."
I felt bad not visiting her, since they're relatives. Your brother told me her injuries were quite serious; she might be unable to move for several months.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry about this. I've already taken care of everything. It's just a little suffering, but you'll recover quickly. Try to have less contact with their family in the future; they're all extremely selfish."
There's no family ties. They'll be all smiles when they beg my brother, but if we needed their help, they'd be all smiles. Especially my aunt. She only cares about her own family's interests.
Jian Ning really disliked her uncle's family. If it weren't for Jian Anping intervening, she wouldn't have bothered with them at all.
"Okay, I understand. Come and eat, the pancakes are freshly made. My mom also said she'll make some sauerkraut dumplings tomorrow, it's suddenly gotten hot, and the pickled vegetables at home are almost spoiled."
"I'll have my brother put all the pickled vegetables in my room later; there's room in the fridge there. It was a waste to let them spoil after all that work. Do you have any pork left? If not, I'll bring some more over."
“There’s still some left, but my mom hasn’t been able to afford to eat it much. These days she’s been eating the old hens she raises herself.”
“No need to be frugal, I still have plenty,” Jian Ning said, and went to the kitchen to help Aunt Li carry the dishes into the house.
Not only did Aunt Li make shredded green peppers and potatoes, but she also made a lot of pickled vegetables, along with her own salted eggs, scallions, and soybean paste. The table was piled high with them.
"I just don't have a juicer, otherwise I could make some tofu and it would taste so good. I have a lot of soybeans at home. I sprouted some recently and ate them. The rest are just sitting there. I don't want them to get infested with bugs in this hot weather."
Aunt Li brought out the scallion pancakes, muttering to herself as she did so.
“I have a soy milk maker in my room. I’ll bring it over to you after dinner.” Li Baozhu has quite a few of these small appliances in her space.
"That's wonderful! Your Uncle Li loves tofu and tofu pudding; he's been talking about it for ages." Aunt Li was overjoyed to hear that Jian Ning had a soy milk maker.
The person who cooks always worries about what to eat. Although there is no shortage of grain and vegetables at home now, people's tastes are not easy to change in a short time.
Back in the countryside, my husband never went a day without eating tofu. Braised, dipped in sauce—he loved it no matter how. But he's given it up almost a year now.
"By the way, I saw Xiao Lingfeng knocking on your door this morning. Did he need something?" Jian Anping suddenly remembered and said this to Jian Ning during the meal.
"Really? I guess there's no rush. I'll go ask in a bit. Auntie, these pancakes are really good. I could eat three." Jian Ning was only thinking about food, so she just gave a perfunctory reply.
"If you like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow. It's easy. It's just a shame we can't use the stove to cook anymore. Pancakes are much tastier when made in a big pot." Aunt Li pushed the dishes on the table toward her.
Seeing Jian Ning enjoying her meal made her happy too.
After finishing her meal, Jian Ning went back to get two soy milk makers for Aunt Li, and then went to Xiao Lingfeng's house. Aunt Wang answered the door.
"Xiao Ning, come in quickly, have you eaten?"
"I've eaten. Where's Xiao Lingfeng? Isn't he home?"
"No, he went out this morning, saying he wanted to go up the mountain to take a look. Why can't this child stay still?"
"Then I won't go in. My brother said he needs to talk to me. I'll have him contact me when I get back."
Jian Ning didn't want to waste time chatting. After leaving Xiao Lingfeng's house, she didn't go into the immortal mansion this time, but went home and sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) to begin studying intermediate formations.
One day, she'll definitely be able to master this formation. She refuses to believe she doesn't have that much talent.
It wasn't until after 10 p.m. that Xiao Lingfeng came to knock on the door. He looked quite tired today, having done a lot of work.
"Come in, would you like some coffee?" Jian Ning didn't ask anything and simply opened the door to let him in.
"Okay, thank you for your trouble." Xiao Lingfeng didn't stand on ceremony and walked over to sit on the sofa. The room was air-conditioned and very cool.
"Did you need something this morning?" Jian Ning simply took a latte from her spatial storage and handed it to him, then went to make her own coffee—she hadn't learned how yet. She'd been too busy lately to find the time.
"I'd like to learn some of your little spells. I've already mastered sword flight, but it's a bit slow compared to your speed." Xiao Lingfeng took the coffee, twirled it in his hand, but didn't drink it.
I felt a little annoyed, thinking that I was learning things way too slowly. My aptitude was definitely far inferior to Jian Ning's.
"Don't try to imitate me. When I used to fly on my sword, you couldn't even find me. I'd disappear in a flash. Almost no one dared to follow me when I flew on my sword."
My master often scolded me, saying I couldn't even walk yet, but I wanted to fly. He said I'd suffer for it sooner or later. Thinking about it, I actually miss him quite a bit.
"What kind of person is your master? Will I have a chance to meet him someday?" Xiao Lingfeng was quite interested.
"It's probably unlikely in this lifetime. Maybe I can go back in the next life, but it's hard to say. Let's not talk about these sad things. These spells are actually very simple."
"Here, it's all in this jade slip. My master gave it to me before. If you don't understand something, just ask me later."
"Thank you." Xiao Lingfeng put down his coffee cup and accepted it with both hands.
"The jade mine collapsed, but we'll have to go back and dig it up again. We can also use it as a way to train our bodies; I desperately need to improve my strength. Without spiritual power, I'm nothing."
Jian Ning sighed as she spoke. Six months was a really tight schedule; she just didn't know if she'd have the luck.
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