dognovel Chapter 858: Blocking the Road
Chapter 858: Blocking the Road
Chapter 858: Blocking the Road
Next to the dam, in the hut, on the wooden bed.
Tongtong was covered with a small quilt and playing with her cell phone with a pouty mouth.
"Damn it, Jiang Ning must be so carefree when he goes home, I wonder how glorious he is!" Xue Yuantong gritted his teeth, "He's so happy that he doesn't even reply to my message!"
She sighed softly, her hands dropped, and the phone fell on the soft quilt.
The sunlight poured in through the window, making the room bright, and spots of light refracted by something were shining on the wall.
Xue Yuantong stared at the spot of light, and thought of the time when he was a child, when he used a lens to reflect a spot of light in the room. He could reflect it wherever he wanted, just like a god.
She felt a surge of motivation in her heart and wanted to get up and recreate the happiness of her childhood.
But the next second, she suddenly remembered that once when she was playing in Jiang Ning's room, Jiang Ning was busy carving his broken wood and ignored her. So she took the lens and shone the light on his face, shaking it to blink his eyes. When Jiang Ning got angry, she hurried home to not give him any chance to take advantage of her.
Thinking of that scene, she suddenly felt that her fun was meaningless.
"Tongtong, you've been lying down for a whole day." A soft voice came from outside the window.
Compared to the lazy Tongtong, Xue Chuchu was dressed appropriately in a light blue down jacket, with her hair tied neatly and freshly. In her pair of fair hands, she held a stainless steel thermos bowl.
Tongtong was lying on the bed bored, her eyes dull and lifeless: "Chuchu, I'm sick, very sick."
"Oh, then do you want some sugar water?" Xue Chuchu walked into the house.
Greediness instantly overcame the disease, Tongtong bent over and stood up from the bed: "What sugar water?"
Xue Chuchu sat on the stool beside the bed: "Look for yourself."
Tongtong turned around and went to the bedside, staring at the bowl. There were mangoes, longans, red dates and wolfberries in the bowl. It seemed that it was cooked with rock sugar, and steam was still coming out of the bowl.
She quickly picked up the spoon and started eating, praising Chuchu's skills.
Xue Chuchu was also very satisfied. Although her cooking skills could not catch up with Tongtong's, her creativity and initiative in making various desserts were much better than Tongtong's.
Everyone has their own strengths, and she found her own strengths.
The bowl was quite big and Tongtong couldn't finish it in one bite, so Xue Chuchu left for the time being to take care of other chores.
The Chinese New Year was approaching, and many employees of Changqingye took annual leave to return to their hometowns. Aunt Gu finished her work in the morning, had lunch at the company, and then went home.
As soon as she entered the yard, she saw her daughter huddled in the quilt, struggling to use a spoon, eating from the bowl and wolfing down the food.
Aunt Gu laughed in anger. She knew without thinking that her daughter would not get up if she did not get up. “She looks dead.”
Tongtong was eating with great enthusiasm. She looked up and saw that it was her mother who came back. She giggled and said, "Mom, do you want to eat it? It's delicious!"
Aunt Gu said disdainfully: "Mom has a lot of money at the company, how can she be interested in your mere trifles?"
"Mom, if you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. Why are you complaining about it?" Tongtong said dissatisfiedly.
Aunt Gu: "Do you think I dislike sugar water? I dislike you."
Tongtong asked while eating: "Mom, do you know why you dislike me?"
Aunt Gu: "Do I need to tell you this?"
Tongtong said clearly: "Because you brought your personal emotions from work home."
Aunt Gu's smile gradually disappeared. Tongtong noticed the change in the air and thought something was wrong. She continued to peel mangoes without looking directly at her mother.
As expected, the mother's accusatory skill was activated: "All you do all day is sleep, play games and eat. Let me ask you, I told you yesterday to air Jiang Ning's quilt, did you do it?"
Xue Yuantong: "Yes, I asked Chuchu to help me dry it early in the morning."
Aunt Gu: “…”
She was silent for a while, then said, "What about the shoes? I told you the day before yesterday that I would clean your shoes when the weather was good."
Xue Yuantong: "Yes, I brushed it this morning. I asked Chuchu to help me brush it."
Aunt Gu stopped talking again.
Xue Yuantong was secretly delighted. She held back her laughter and finished the mango in the bowl. She raised her voice and shouted, "Chu Chu, Chu Chu!"
Chu Chu, who was summoned, soon appeared at the door.
"I'm done eating. I'll give you the bowl." Xue Yuantong instructed.
Xue Chuchu knew that Tongtong had been in poor physical and mental condition recently. As Tongtong's best friend, she could understand very well, so she took the stainless steel bowl and took the initiative to do the job of washing the bowl.
The atmosphere was exceptionally quiet. Aunt Gu sneered, "She really listens to you."
Tongtong said in a resounding voice: "It would be great if you could be so obedient, Mom!"
Chuchu, who had just walked out of the window, couldn't help but think: "Tongtong, do you want to cover the sky with one hand?"
As a close friend, she quickened her pace, unable to bear to see Tongtong being taught a lesson.
……
Jiangjiazhuang.
Jiang Junlong found Jiang Ning's house with a half-finished bottle of coconut juice and handed it to him like offering a treasure.
Jiang Qianqian next to him was speechless. Isn’t Brother Junlong really too useless?
Jiang Ning took it with a smile, feeling a bit like his childhood, when he would happily take the unfinished drinks home when he was at a banquet.
In the early 2000s, rural people would only buy large bottles of this kind of beverage during festivals.
Jiang Junlong said cheerfully, "Brother Ning, you left. Didn't you see that later, your classmates slapped Wei Bo a few times and left? Wei Bo had fallen asleep, but suddenly woke up. He asked why everyone at our table was crawling and laughed at us."
Jiang Qianqian covered her mouth and said, "Later, his parents came with gloomy faces and took him away."
Jiang Junlong just felt very happy. He used to come to Jiangjiazhuang to play often during the winter and summer vacations. He hated Jiang Weibo very much. Not only was he targeted, but the other party also teamed up with Jiang He to cheat him of his money.
In the past, most rural children only had a few cents on them, while wealthy city children often had pocket money of several dollars, dozens, or even hundreds.
Many rural children, when they see their relatives from the city come to visit, often try to trick them into taking their gold coins.
Jiang Ning used to think that it was the bad nature of rural children, but later he thought that it was just the difference in resources and education that caused this situation.
"By the way, Brother Ning, do you spend the New Year in the village?" Jiang Junlong asked.
Jiang Ning shook her head.
Jiang Junlong: "Are you going back to the city? My dad will be back in the afternoon, so I can take you to the city on the way."
His family plans to get up early on New Year's Eve to celebrate the New Year. He will go back first tonight because his family is not used to living in the countryside.
Jiang Ning: "I'll stay one more day and be back tomorrow morning."
According to the development of the previous life, tonight, Uncle Jin Gui's wife would run away with the money and never return to Jiangjiazhuang.
He stayed to help.
"Okay." Jiang Junlong felt sorry.
Jiang Qianqian thought that Jiang Ning was about to leave, and the next time they would see each other would probably be another year later. She wanted to say that her family would leave the next morning and she could give Jiang Ning a ride, but unfortunately her family's way home did not pass through Yuzhou.
……
Jiang Ning and his cousins strolled around the village for a long time. Finally, at the door of Uncle Jingui's house, Jiang Junlong was stopped by his uncle Jiang Qitian: "Longlong, go home."
Then, Jiang Qitian patted Jiang Ning on the shoulder and said with a hearty smile: "Ningning, spend the New Year in the village and invite your parents home!"
Jiang Ning: "They can't come back. I'm going to Jiang Province to spend the New Year with them."
Jiang Qitian frowned: "Hey, I can't just focus on making money. What's the point of leaving my son at home?"
He added: "Come to my house after the New Year and I'll buy you some New Year gifts."
After saying goodbye, my uncle drove away.
Without Jiang Junlong as a foil, Jiang Qianqian couldn't continue to look for Jiang Ning to play with her. She knew that her relationship with Jiang Ning was not that good.
Jiang Qianqian is a little depressed. Why is she the younger sister?
Jiang Ning returned home to rest. Wang Xue sent him a series of messages: "Jiang Ning, are you free tonight? Let's go to Hongyun Hotel. It's my birthday today, and it's a farewell party before I transfer to another school. I invited my former good friends and my current high school classmates to set up two tables. Are you coming?"
"There are Qing'e, Li Jing, Yinghui, Xiaoxiao, Dizi..." She listed a row of familiar yet unfamiliar names.
Jiang Ning looked at these names. He was born in a small town. He went to village primary school, town primary school, and town junior high school. He was born and raised here and spent a scarce but solid nine-year compulsory education.
Familiar scenes from my school days come to mind, some happy, some sad, and many unfair...
For him, these memories are long gone, but for many students, he was gone only a year and a half.
Jiang Ning replied: "Forget it, see you next time when I come back."
Soon, a screenshot was sent, along with a text message.
Jiang Ning clicked on it and saw that it was a screenshot of his chat with Wang Xue.
Wang Xue: "Ahhh, Yinghui, he refused, what should I say?"
My goodness, she was so careless that she sent it to the wrong person.
Jiang Ning said: "You reply [OK, let's meet next time]."
Wang Xue realized that she had sent the message to the wrong person. She said: “(crying)”
After sending this expression, Wang Xue fell silent. She was probably socially dead.
……
Uncle Jingui's wedding banquet only lasted for lunch, and one table accommodated all the relatives.
But at night, there was no banquet and everyone could only eat leftovers.
Jiang Ning now returned to the village alone and had no food to eat. Moreover, after his grandparents passed away, he often went to Uncle Xiaogui and Uncle Jingui's house to eat, so he was naturally called over for dinner.
It was Uncle Jingui who came to call him personally. He appeared at the door of Jiang Ning's house with an extremely bright face and full of joy. Today was his big day.
He came up and patted Jiang Ning on the shoulder, saying enthusiastically: "Ningning, if you don't agree to help me press the bed, I won't even pay you!"
Pressing the bed is a custom in Yuzhou. Generally, unmarried boys among friends and relatives are invited to sleep in the new house for one night in advance to create a festive mood.
Jiang Ning smiled and said, "I'm not suitable. I'm too old."
Uncle Jin Gui was speechless: "If you are considered old, then am I not old?"
Uncle Jin Gui was not like those annoying relatives who, in order to build a closer relationship, would force topics of conversation and ask about grades, work, or finding a partner.
He didn't ask, but said: "Ningning, are you still playing games now?"
Jiang Ning replied: "I occasionally play League of Legends or CF, and I also look for some stand-alone games."
Uncle Jingui said: "I don't play online games anymore, but I still play Plants vs. Zombies. Now there is a mobile version, but unfortunately the second generation is too expensive, so I play the cracked version."
The two chatted as they walked on the gravel road they had walked on ten years ago. However, Jiang Ning was no longer the little boy who chased Uncle Jingui and asked why the Pea Shooter had to be planted behind the sunflower.
And Uncle Jin Gui is no longer the free and easy young man he was ten years ago.
All the lofty ambitions of the past have now been compromised for the sake of life. Jingui married a divorced woman with a baby, a little boy at that. This is a challenge that even Dorgon failed to challenge.
The road finally came to an end, and Uncle Jin Gui greeted the guests who helped with a grateful smile.
Jiang Ning sat down at the dinner table. Tonight's dish was a hodgepodge of banquet dishes, which meant putting all kinds of new dishes or leftovers in a pot and heating them up. It was also called a hodgepodge.
Obviously, stewing them together would lead to a mixture of flavors, but for some reason, Jiang Ning particularly liked the hodgepodge when he was a child, and he remembered that it was super delicious.
Soon, a steaming porcelain bowl was brought to the table. Jiang Ning took a glance and saw shredded pork, squid, garlic shoots, bean curd skin, beef tripe, garlic sprouts, and various vegetables mixed together in the bowl.
He grabbed a big steamed bun, picked up a piece of vegetable, took a bite, and surprisingly, it tasted the same as he remembered, very tasty and full of flavor.
Not only did he eat it himself, he also took a photo and sent it to Tongtong: "I'm eating a hodgepodge and I didn't bring it to you."
Tongtong was like the mobile phone people of later generations, on call by her mobile phone for 16 hours a day. When she saw the familiar hodgepodge, she swallowed secretly, mixed with dissatisfaction with Jiang Ning.
"Humph, if you don't want to bring it, then don't bring it. I really want to eat it, but if I give it to a puppy, the puppy won't eat it!"
I told you to be arrogant! Tongtong felt relieved and felt that he had taken revenge.
Jiang Ning said, "I mean, do you want to eat a hodgepodge? I'll bring it to you."
Xue Yuantong said awkwardly: "Eat."
Jiang Ning: "Haha, no."
Xue Yuantong was furious: "I won't tell you what to say!"
Jiang Ning: "I'm just teasing you."
……
Night, half past eight.
Most rural people have a healthy lifestyle. At this time, the guests at Uncle Jingui's house had already left, leaving only Second Grandma and Sister Gui to help clean up the mess.
Hanghang from next door gave Jiang Ning a pack of firecrackers.
Jiang Ning snapped his fingers, rubbed the flame, lit the firecracker, and it exploded with a "pia" sound.
Along with the sound of firecrackers, Jiang Ning heard the quarrel between Uncle Jin Gui and the bride.
The MC deliberately made trouble at the wedding, which gave the bride the motive to complain. She held it in for the entire afternoon and finally exploded in the evening.
The bride's son was wailing and making noise attacks nearby, which made Uncle Jingui very upset.
Uncle Jin Gui still spoke in a friendly tone: "It's okay, it's okay. Let's live a good life from now on."
"It's just the two of you, right? Where did you put my son?" The bride became more and more angry.
Second grandmother and Gui Sao tried to mediate the quarrel, but ended up adding fuel to the fire.
At this time, a dark, thin, and refined man in a leather jacket appeared beside the bride like an iron tree. He stared at her and warned her, "Jiang Jingui, before my sister married you, you promised me that you would treat him well. I came here specially to help with my sister's wedding, and this is what you said to me!"
Jiang Jingui was speechless, and he tried his best to explain: "Brother, I didn't expect anything about my wedding today."
"Stop talking, I'm not satisfied!" The thin, dark-skinned man in a leather jacket grabbed his sister's arm and led her to the village entrance.
Jiang Jingui stepped forward and tried to pull them apart, but was pushed back by the thin, dark man.
He just felt a burning pain in his palm. The other party was so strong that it was terrifying.
Jin Gui Niang shouted, "No, we can't go back home for three days. How can we leave that night? The villagers will laugh at us to death!"
Uncle Gui rushed forward to intervene, but was pushed by the thin and dark man and staggered.
Seeing the bride about to leave the yard, Jiang Ning leaned against the door with indifferent eyes: "You can leave, but leave the gift money."