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Chapter 390: Chapter 280: Returning Home
Jiang Ning ignored Xue Yuantong.
Xue Yuantong didn’t mind, "Don’t you like the same things I do?"
Jiang Ning said, "I’m too lazy to choose."
While they were talking, Xue Yuantong moved to the back seat, her movements slight for fear of disturbing the cake and coconut jelly.
"Let’s head back to the palace!" Xue Yuantong slapped the seat.
Jiang Ning didn’t move.
"What are you waiting for, let’s go," she said carelessly, "I’m going home to cook!"
Jiang Ning started the mountain bike.
At lunchtime, Aunt Gu was still at work during the busiest time.
After Jiang Ning got home, he found a stool and sat in the kitchen, watching Xue Yuantong the entire time as she washed vegetables and cooked. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝒸ℴ𝓶
Perhaps because she had bought the cake, Xue Yuantong cooked very quickly today, making two dishes, garlic sprouts stir-fried with squid, and homestyle stir-fried pork.
The staple was steamed buns made by Xue Yuantong, although Jiang Ning had Spirit Rice, he didn’t take it out.
He was worried that if Xue Yuantong ate too much of it, she wouldn’t adjust to regular rice, so it was okay to eat it just occasionally.
This time was only a trial planting of the Spirit Rice, and there wasn’t much of it; once the next batch was ripe, Spirit Rice would become the daily staple.
Pumpkin rice soup, along with small cakes and coconut jelly, made for a rather lavish lunch.
Even after the meal was ready, Jiang Ning still didn’t move, waiting the entire time for Xue Yuantong to serve the rice and then bring the chopsticks to his mouth.
Placing these actions anywhere else would probably earn him censure.
In his previous life, Jiang Ning stayed at his uncle’s home, where his parents paid a thousand yuan a month for living expenses. Jiang Ning helped cook, was responsible for washing pots and mopping floors to avoid his aunt’s displeasure.
Perhaps that’s just how it is when you live in someone else’s house, but Shen Qing’e, who was also staying there, didn’t have to do anything.
He had just come from the countryside, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with immature judgment in such circumstances, not considering living out on his own, could only obediently follow the rules.
"Time to eat, Jiang Ning!" Xue Yuantong called.
Only then did Jiang Ning come back to reality; he smiled and stopped thinking about the past.
"Yes, I got it."
Xue Yuantong pinched some garlic sprouts, chewing a couple of mouthfuls, her lively eyes occasionally glancing at the cake and coconut jelly on the corner of the table.
She swallowed a mouthful of pumpkin soup, slightly sweet.
"Jiang Ning, aren’t you going to eat the cake?"
Jiang Ning glanced at her, "Do you want to eat it?"
After hearing this, Xue Yuantong reacted as if she were a cat whose tail was stepped on:
"I’m not eating, just asking."
Just asking, huh.
Jiang Ning leisurely said, "Pass me a spoon."
Xue Yuantong, "The cake comes with a spoon and fork."
Jiang Ning, with an unquestionable tone, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Xue Yuantong was furiously thinking, do you think you can be so arrogant just because of an insignificant cake?
Who gave you the confidence to provoke me, does Tongtong have no face left!
"Go get it, stop dawdling." Jiang Ning said.
Face can’t be eaten, but bread can.
Under someone’s roof, you have to bow your head; Xue Yuantong honestly fetched a spoon for Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning opened the bag, took out the box containing the cake, his fingers flicked, and the spoon spun fancily, surprising Xue Yuantong.
’So cool, even spinning a spoon looks so handsome!’
If she could do that, she’d surely shock her mom and Xue Chuchu!
Sadly, it was such a simple trick that Xue Yuantong disdained to learn.
Jiang Ning flicked his finger, and the spoon fell like a sharp knife, slicing the cake gently in half.
He scooped a piece and tasted it.
Xue Yuantong watched anxiously; Jiang Ning clearly cut it in half yet stubbornly wouldn’t share with her!
Despite her seemingly carefree attitude, Xue Yuantong was very principled, her mom’s upbringing from childhood made her measured.
Unless Jiang Ning indicated it was for her, she seldom reached out for it.
Jiang Ning slowly enjoyed watching Xue Yuantong’s facial expressions. Honestly, her hesitant appearance was quite delightful to watch.
The more Jiang Ning withheld it, the more Xue Yuantong wanted it.
After a while, her resentful little eyes nearly melted Jiang Ning.
Then, Jiang Ning pointed at the half piece of strawberry cake:
"Why are you looking at me? This half is yours."
Xue Yuantong was thrilled, nearly leaping to gobble the cake, but outwardly she still maintained decorum:
"Cut it out, I just knew you couldn’t finish it. Really, what a hassle, I’ll begrudgingly help you out."
She maintained her facade, pretending it was normal as she took the cake.
Aside from the cake, there was also coconut jelly, and Jiang Ning didn’t tease her further.
Once a day, not more, not less.
After fulfilling her little desire, Xue Yuantong started to chat with Jiang Ning:
"Jiang Ning, are you going out tomorrow?"
"No," the last time he went far, he had found part of the materials for the Flying Sword. The rest of the materials would come when Shao Shuangshuang notified him.
Xue Yuantong sighed, "I’m going out tomorrow."
Jiang Ning had foreseen this with his Divine Sense, but still listened to her,
"A neighbor in the village has been sick and just got out of the hospital; she was very kind to our family before, helped us a lot. My mom plans to go back home to see her."
"My mom told me she had to work overtime this weekend, but these couple of days are very busy at work and she’s not planning on doing overtime, wants to go home to visit the neighbor."
Xue Yuantong, "I thought about it, told my mom to keep working, and I’ll go back to our hometown for her to visit the neighbor, hehe, Jiang Ning, am I awesome?"
She was already capable of handling family matters, this kind of public appearance was entirely within her power.
"Awesome, awesome."
"Of course, I used to go back to see my grandparents on my own!" Xue Yuantong boasted.
Back then, she was just a middle school student, her mom didn’t have weekends off, and she would take the bus back to the village by herself, completely fearless.
"Alright then, you go home," Jiang Ning said.
"Oh." Xue Yuantong responded dully, continuing to eat.
