Ning Yuan was stunned and reached out to push him angrily: "Don't think that because you are tall, you bully others!"
Rong Zhaonan grabbed her wrist: "I just want to make it clear to you. I admit that what you said objectively makes sense."
Is this little spy so angry?
Her anger was so intense that it wasn't as if she was just pointing at him, but rather as if she was directing her anger at someone else on his head.
"Regardless of whether it's objective or subjective, what I said makes sense. Talking in a weird way can't solve any problems, and it's very hurtful!"
Ning Yuan raised her voice and withdrew her hand in grievance and annoyance.
Rong Zhaonan looked at her and suddenly said coldly: "Okay, I will improve my way of speaking in the future."
Ning Yuan was stunned, looking at Rong Zhaonan's expression, she suddenly calmed down, as if a glass of water had been poured on her.
Although what he said was right, he overreacted.
Rong Zhaonan is not Li Yan, not even the current Li Yan. He should not bear the anger and resentment from her.
She didn't owe Rong Zhaonan anything, and Rong Zhaonan didn't owe her anything.
I was really wronged in my previous marriage and accumulated a lot of resentment.
However, she has been reborn. That is her past self. She should not bring those bad emotions into this life and be controlled by her emotions!
What's the difference between that and living in an uncomfortable past?
Ning Yuan rubbed her eyebrows and calmed down a little: "I'm sorry, maybe I was too excited because I recalled some bad memories at home... In short, as long as we can reach a consensus to talk properly."
After she finished speaking, she bypassed Rong Zhaonan and continued walking forward with a flashlight.
Rong Zhaonan looked at her back and followed her thoughtfully a few steps slowly.
The two have been living together for some time. Most of the time, the little agent is emotionally stable and tolerant.
Several outbursts occurred when someone bullied her, or 'bullied' him.
With him, this was the first time that I felt so bad.
What kind of memories and what kind of people made her lose control like that.
…
That night, neither of the two people spoke when they returned to the cowshed.
Rong Zhaonan was not a talkative person, and Ning Yuan usually took the initiative to stir up the topic.
This time Ning Yuan also fell silent, washing, reading, and going to bed in silence.
The whole room was quiet.
This silence lasted for three days, until on the fourth day, as soon as Ning Yuan returned home, she saw a figure standing at the door with hands behind her back.
It was the village's former largest shareholder, um, the landlord's mother-in-law, Grandma Xia.
Ning Yuan was stunned: "Grandma Xia, why are you here? Grandpa Tang is not feeling well? I haven't gone to the river to see the shrimp pots today. I will send you some fish and shrimps later?"
Grandma Xia walked over with her hands behind her back and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, you still have some snacks, go ahead and get some more big fish. Anyway, you young people have good eyesight and it's easy to pick on small fish, but it's different for us old people. "
Ning Yuan couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Okay, you can come with me."
If in the past, she would definitely fight against this morally kidnapping old lady. The bad guy is really getting older.
But after hearing the old lady's life experience, she understood that this "overbearing and domineering" attitude was the protective look of Grandma Xia after she had gone through too many hardships.
Ning Yuan chose two fish and the only river shrimp in a net and brought them to her: "Grandma, what do you want to do with the river shrimp? Stir-fry the leeks or make porridge?"
Grandma Xia saw that the two fish in her hand were indeed the biggest. She saw a hint of complexity flashing in Ning Yuan's eyes and curled her lips: "It tastes good when fried!"
Ning Yuan happily picked a handful of wild leeks for her: "Here."
Grandma Xia didn't pick it up, and said rudely: "Send it to me. I'm old, why should I get it myself?"
Ning Yuan watched the little old lady walk away with her hands behind her back, smiled helplessly, and followed her.
It’s nothing even if I help Grandpa Tang and the others cook a meal.
When they arrived at the adobe house, Mr. Tang watched Ning Yuan take the initiative to help wash and select vegetables, and waited until the meals were ready.
She laid out the food and was about to leave, but Mr. Tang smiled and waved to her: "Xiaoyuan, can you have dinner with me, an old man?"
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then she noticed that Granny Xia actually brought in another bowl and chopsticks. It was also a perfect porcelain bowl with white glaze.
"I won't leave any food." She waved her hand.
"I told you to sit down and eat, so why do you talk so much?" Granny Xia stared at her, and when she saw that she was disobedient, she was about to hit her on the head with chopsticks.
Ning Yuan said dryly: "Okay, okay, I'll eat it, but I have to tell Rong Zhaonan."
She got off work early today, and Rong Zhaonan hadn't come back with the cow yet.
Grandma Xia directly hit her on the head with chopsticks: "If the brat has any objections, tell him to come to me!"
Ning Yuan rubbed her sore forehead and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay!"
As for Rong Zhaonan, no wonder she didn't notify him.
Mr. Tang glanced at Granny Xia and was a little surprised: "You didn't wait until Zhao Nan came back to say something?"
Grandma Xia rolled her eyes: "Where are the old people waiting for the young people?"
Regarding his wife's willfulness, Mr. Tang did not dare to say anything. He nodded and looked at Ning Yuan: "Xiaoyuan, please sit down."
Ning Yuan sat down and ate honestly.
Grandma Xia looked at her and suddenly asked: "Is the food delicious?"
Ning Yuan looked at Grandma Xia tapping her palms with chopsticks, and immediately nodded: "It's delicious. The food you cook is delicious."
Just don't knock her on the head.
Grandma Xia asked again: "Is the porridge delicious?"
Ning Yuan nodded: "It's delicious."
Grandma Xia continued to ask: "My old man wants to accept you as his student, okay?"
Ning Yuan continued to nod: "Delicious...what?!"
She looked at Granny Xia and then at Mr. Tang in disbelief.
Did she hear it correctly?
Grandma Xia's eyes widened: "Why, you agreed and want to go back on your word? Do you look down on us reformers?"
Ning Yuan immediately shook her head, holding the bowl and chopsticks and said in a panic: "No, no, it's too sudden. Mr. Tang, are you...really willing to accept me as a student? I...I only studied in junior high school and one year of high school. , you are a professor at Fu University..."
Her education in her previous life was low, but her age was there. These days, many people join the factory after graduating from high school.
After the reform, college students are all the proud ones of heaven and their ancestors are honored.
Later, after the university began to expand its enrollment around 1999, things gradually changed.
She wanted to make up for the regret of not studying in her previous life, but could she really keep up?
"Pah!" Suddenly, a chopstick knocked on Ning Yuan's forehead.
Ning Yuan almost burst into tears.
Grandma Xia rolled her eyes to the sky: "Inferiority is a disease that needs to be cured. If you give up before you even start learning, you stinky girl, you deserve to be beaten!"
