Hua Jiaqing's body was very stiff, and the hand held by Ning Zhishui looked like a prosthetic limb.
She passively followed Ning Zhishui out, looking at her expression, trying to find out her dislike and impatience.
But neither.
At this moment, Hua Jiaqing was very confused——
Why?
Why doesn't Ning Zhishui live in a better and more comfortable courtyard, but why does he come here to squeeze in?
They just met today, and even this acquaintance was because she helped him first, but why did she want to be so close to him instead?
Yes, it's closeness.
She took the initiative to approach her, not dissing her father's incontinence, with only a brief look of confusion and surprise on her face... What on earth was she doing?
Is there anything in him that she is planning?
Her father was injured and sick and paralyzed in bed. He needed precious medicinal materials to support him every day. All the money she earned as a fisherman was spent on him, but even this was not enough.
My mother only has a second-level cultivation level, so she can only clean the newly caught seafood for nearby merchants, remove the internal organs and peel the skin, etc., to earn some hard work fees.
The Hua family was willing to take in their family of three, and leaving a small yard for them to live in was the limit. Dad's illness was obviously not within their scope of responsibility.
After Hua Jiaqing frowned and thought, she realized that except for the blue-striped cat's eye snail, she had almost nothing.
But even the blue-striped cat's-eye snail only got it after Ning Zhishui reminded her!
If she was really interested in it, she could buy it for dozens of crystal stones without any hesitation. Then she could keep it for herself, so why bother to remind it?
After walking into the courtyard, before Ning Zhishui could say anything, Hua Jiaqing spoke first——
"As you can see, my father is in poor health and our yard is not a good place to live. You should go elsewhere."
Her face was expressionless, and she was obviously young, but she already had the aloofness of being someone who was thousands of miles away.
But compared to when we first met her in her previous life, she is much softer now.
Probably because the biggest disaster in her life has yet to come.
Ning Zhishui glanced at her arms, which were still intact, with deep relief in her eyes.
"You also said that uncle's physical condition is beyond his control. Besides, didn't you take good care of him?" Ning Zhishui disagreed, "I don't mind myself, why do you mind so much?"
Hua Jiaqing frowned, "You might as well just say it."
Ning Zhishui was stunned, "What?"
"Why don't you tell me what you want? As long as I have it and can give it to you, I won't be stingy. You don't have to waste your time getting close to me and going around in circles with me." Hua Jiaqing said, "If you want, the rest I can give you half of the blue-striped cat's-eye snail."
Ning Zhishui's eyes were strange, "Why do you have such an idea? I must have some agenda to get close to you?"
So what if?
There was inexplicable confusion in Hua Jiaqing's eyes.
This matter touched on her blind spot.
"Why can't it be me who wants to be friends with you?" Ning Zhishui crossed his arms and looked at her, tilting his head and looking at her, as if he was angry and laughed, "Look, we are about the same age and we are both girls. I don't follow her. Are you going to play with Hua Zhaoxing?"
Hua Zhaoxing, who had just arrived in the yard and had not had time to say anything, said:...
Neither of the two people who were talking to each other paid attention to him.
"Don't you have any friends? Don't you want to make friends? Doesn't making friends just depend on fate? Do you have to have something I want in you before I can make friends with you?" Ning Zhishui asked again.
"Friend..." Hua Jiaqing murmured.
She really has no friends.
She spent all her time desperately searching for seafood, selling them for money, buying medicine for her father, and returning to take care of him.
Even her own cultivation was slowly rising due to these trivial matters.
The profession of fishermen changes people very quickly, and it is too dangerous. People usually quit after working for a period of time.
There are always new people joining and people leaving all the time.
The people around her kept changing, and no one left behind could talk to her. On the contrary, after learning about her family's situation, they always stayed away from her unconsciously, or looked at her with sympathy.
None of those people can be her friends.
Ning Zhishui looked at Hua Jiaqing with soft pity in her eyes.
There are too many burdens on her weak shoulders. No one can really understand her, let alone outside, even at home.
The "waste" who has been bedridden for a long time has no life left. He can only lament and be pessimistic. He wants to die from time to time. There is no way to truly care for his daughter.
And Hua Jiaqing's mother always lamented that her life was bad, and she always wanted her daughter to find a good family to marry, so that her family's life would be easier.
Friend, this simple word, was so unfamiliar to her.
"Ahem, Ning Dao... Ning Zhishui is right. You already know each other and are chatting with each other, so of course you are friends." Hua Zhaoxing saw that the two of them were silent, so he laughed awkwardly and left. come over.
"What are you doing here?" Ning Zhishui asked him.
Hua Zhaoxing:......
Are you being disliked?
"My mother asked me to ask you if there is anything missing."
"No need, there's no shortage." Ning Zhishui said.
In fact, Hua Jiaqing's home is lacking. The house is very simple and everything is old.
She wanted to ask the Hua family to make up for this, but then she thought about it, Jiaqing definitely didn't want to owe the Hua family, and besides, it was pretty good that the Hua family could do this. After all, they didn't really treat the three of them harshly. .
So she didn't say this.
"Do you really want to live here?" Hua Zhaoxing asked.
"Well, have a problem?"
"No... then if anything happens, just tell the maid. I've already told you, so you don't have to be polite."
Ning Zhishui nodded, "Thank you uncle and aunt for me for causing trouble to them."
"You save me first, no need to be so polite."
Hua Zhaoxing walked around and found that he was not welcome here, but seemed to be a hindrance.
So I rubbed my nose and left dejectedly.
Ning Zhishui then looked at Hua Jiaqing, "Tell me more about my uncle's condition. What's the reason for his injury?"
Hua Jiaqing nodded.
Hua Jiaqing's father is also a fisherman, and he is an old worker who has been working for a long time.
One day while in the sea, something pricked his foot, causing a slight itching pain. When he looked down, he could only see a ball of seaweed, so he didn't take it seriously.
When he went back that day, he found that the fishskin suit at his ankles had been poked with two holes, and there were also small red spots on his feet.
It was obvious that he was bitten by something, and the wound was relatively small.
