Eighty-Ninth Chapter Xiao Chan (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

It's hard to say who one sees in a dream; the scene felt somewhat modern, and upon waking, it was like a torrential downpour. Search: \(¨Complete¨ Book¨God¨Station¨) Read quality literature for free.

A Wu Dynasty night, mosquito nets, an indescribable feeling; his lower body felt surrounded by soft water. In a hazy daze, he heard a faint cough. It took him a long time to react. In the darkness, the quilt was slightly raised, revealing Xiao Chan's body. Then Xiao Chan sat up halfway, lifted the blanket, and in the dim light, she puffed out her cheeks in distress and embarrassment, something in her mouth, and glanced down with a troubled look, as if on the verge of tears. She looked at Ning Yi's face again, her throat moved with difficulty, and then she leaned down again.

Again, in water…

Ning Yi closed his eyes. The girl beneath him moved carefully and slowly.

After a while, Xiao Chan quietly slipped out from under the thin blanket. She glanced at Ning Yi, pulled up the blanket, and got off the bed.

The little maid was clearly uneasy, but her expression wasn't too complicated. She simply put on her clothes at the foot of the bed, fastened the buttons, and then quietly went out. Soon after, faint sounds of water came from outside the door, likely from washing her face, washing her hands, and rinsing her mouth. In the quiet night, crickets chirped in the grass. Xiao Chan quietly pushed open the door, quietly closed the door, took off her shoes, undressed, got into bed, and nestled back into Ning Yi's arms, her body carrying a fresh, watery scent.

"This… isn't very good…" Ning Yi said softly.

"Gu… Master…" Xiao Chan shrank her neck slightly, her body stiffening. Ning Yi smiled: "There's no need to do this…"

"But… but… this is what Xiao Chan is supposed to do, and… Master is uncomfortable…"

Xiao Chan said softly. Ning Yi ruffled her hair: "Where did you learn these things?"

"Before… before the wedding, some aunties brought pictures, saying… saying…"

Perhaps she had mustered up courage when she was doing it, but being caught in the act, she couldn't finish the sentence. She turned her body in Ning Yi's arms, sleeping face to face, her forehead pressed against Ning Yi's chest. After a long time, she said, "Master… will you think Xiao Chan is insensible, and say Xiao Chan is unfilial? About Father's matter…"

Ning Yi laughed: "Why do you say that?"

"Actually… Mother and older brothers and sisters-in-law all thought Xiao Chan had already… had already… uh, actually, when Mother and older brothers and sisters-in-law said Xiao Chan was in the same room as Master, Xiao Chan felt… happy… Father passed away, and Xiao Chan didn't actually feel… very sad…"

Her voice lowered as she spoke. Ning Yi held her shoulders and neck, silent for a long time.

"I can't say, but I'm very happy."

"Huh?" Xiao Chan blinked.

"Xiao Chan entered the Su family when she was four years old, right?"

Nodded.

"Xiao Chan thinks the Su family is more important, thinks she's a maid of the Su family, thinks… thinks I'm uncomfortable… Although I'm very happy, although it might be a little unfair to you…"

The little girl in his arms didn't understand his words. She looked up at Ning Yi, then blinked her eyes in distress: "But… but that's how it is, Xiao Chan was originally… originally going to do these things, and…" she leaned closer, lowering her voice slightly, "Xiao Chan likes Master…"

"It's good that you like me."

"Then what Master said just now…"

"Heh, it's nothing." Ning Yi patted her shoulders. After a while, "However, it's okay to be a little particular. These few days… no need to do this…"

Xiao Chan nodded obediently, and after a while, "But if… Master is uncomfortable…"

"It's okay to endure it. Your Master is very strong, has perseverance. Otherwise, why would he be called Ning Yi?"

"But Xiao Chan doesn't like Master enduring it…"

"I said it's okay, don't be talkative."

"Oh."

Silence. Then Xiao Chan's small voice came out.

"…Is Master enduring it now?"

"…" Ning Yi opened his eyes and exhaled silently.

"Okay, I'll go take a cold shower."

"I'll take Master there."

"Lie down and don't move."

"Uh…"

"…I know where to wash."

"But…"

"Lie down and sleep."

After severely criticizing the enthusiastic Xiao Chan, Ning Yi put on his clothes and went out. After closing the door, he curled his lip under the eaves: "A small test." He took a few steps, shrugged his shoulders, and muttered to himself: "I've weathered so many storms, who am I afraid of…" Then he walked very boldly towards the room at the end.

Soon after, he sighed, walked back somewhat speechlessly, and pushed open the door to the bedroom. Xiao Chan was lying properly on the inner side of the bed, her hands folded on her stomach over her bodice, sleeping quietly like a mummy. Ning Yi sighed: "Xiao Chan, where's the well? There's no water. I have to go fetch water."

Xiao Chan was still asleep, her eyes closed. After a while, a cute voice came out: "Xiao Chan is asleep."

"…"

Ning Yi was stunned for a while, then spread his hands. How could there be such a night that combined sadness, eroticism, and absurdity into one…

That night, he was still led by Xiao Chan to find a small stream formed by the well water flowing from above and took a cold shower. Of course, it wasn't very reliable to say that Xiao Chan led the way. The master and servant sneaked out without disturbing Guard Geng and Dong Zhu in the next courtyard, and then, relying on Xiao Chan's memory to find the well, they decisively came up empty.

Xiao Chan hadn't been back to this Nanting Village for many days. She couldn't figure out where the well was at night, and then the master and servant slowly searched in the dark. Finding the stream allowed Ning Yi to take a bath. Since Xiao Chan was waiting aside to keep watch, there was no opportunity to release a second time. When he woke up the next morning, he felt like he had dark circles under his eyes.

Being able to return to the room from there was actually a kind of luck.

For Xiao Chan, there might be two kinds of emotions existing in her personality at this time.

Peaceful, sad… Having been sold into the Su family at the age of four, her heart had long settled down in the Su family. As for this home in Nanting Village, when others talked about it being her home, her family, she would send money back every year, bring things back to see them, take care of the people in her family, call them Father, Mother, older brother, older sister-in-law, but how much concrete knowledge could there be, it was probably difficult to say clearly. Best~Book

In nearly twelve years, with a total of more than ten days of time spent together, for this girl who was already fifteen and almost sixteen years old, it was hard to say whether she would ever return to this family in the future, whether she would have thoughts of returning to her roots. At least for now, she probably didn't have many such thoughts. She already lived in the Su family, was a maid of the Su family, and had to do many, many things for the Su family, serving the young lady and the master. These were duties that were taken for granted. As for going home, when she was really free, she might ask for leave and come back once. How much expectation could there be in her heart? It was probably similar to handling a small matter that had to be done but wasn't at all urgent.

If her heart could be divided into two layers, the more important layer would definitely be the Su family's, while Nanting Village might just be some embellishments. Her father had passed away, and her sadness wasn't fake, but this sadness didn't belong to the more important layer. It was as if she had heard a short story while she had important things to do, and felt touched or amused, and then hurriedly ran away.

This was the reason why Ning Yi said it was unfair to her. However, many people in this era, including Xiao Chan, might think it was natural. Only he could understand how precious this feeling was, when a person could think of themselves wholeheartedly.

One day, if Xiao Chan grew up, got old, and felt that life was not good, she might think of words like returning to her roots, and wonder what it would have been like if she had stayed with those family members. But as far as Ning Yi was concerned, he didn't intend to give her such an opportunity now. Words like "a lifetime" were just floating clouds many years later. Right now, it was better to achieve what was possible.

Then, on the fourth day of the funeral…

Chanting and singing in the mourning hall, guarding the spirit every day, simple socializing, was actually a very tedious thing. Since he had prepared some gift lists, Ning Yi went with Guard Geng and Dong Zhu to visit the neighbors during the day, sending gifts to each family, thanking them for taking care of Xiao Chan's family, and then chatting and talking. He was approachable and polite, but he also had an air of distance. After the visits, the other party basically praised him a lot. Ning Yi thought that if he seduced the girls in the village, he would probably be sure of success, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"…Older sister-in-law told older brother today that the gifts we sent to Aunt Mu's family were too expensive, and she also told older brother that there was no need to send such good gifts. If we could get some of it back, it would be best to subsidize the family… But she didn't want to tell me these things, and older brother loves face, and he was a little hesitant, so I pretended not to understand…"

At night, she was still in the same room as Xiao Chan. Xiao Chan was lying on the bed, shaking her bare calves and slender feet as she told him about what had happened.

The people in the village all believed that Xiao Chan had a relationship with Ning Yi, and Ning Yi didn't intend to clarify anything now. But they were just sleeping, not doing anything else. As for feeling uncomfortable, he could only endure it and take a bath alone in the room. The feeling of talking together was pretty good. At night, Ning Yi divided the bed.

"You sleep inside, I'll sleep outside." Then he rolled the blanket into a long rope and laid it in the middle, "I'll tell you a story."

Xiao Chan moved the place where she was lying further inside.

"In the distant mountains, one day a girl's house had a guest, a boy who looked like a refined and upright gentleman. It rained that day, and he asked to stay overnight. Since the girl's house only had one bed, they decided to sleep together in an emergency. Anyway, a gentleman is open and aboveboard, and the other party looked quite upright. They put a rope in the middle as a barrier. The girl said that if the rope was messed up the next day, you would be a beast, not an upright gentleman at all. The girl was very beautiful, so that night, the upright gentleman endured and endured and endured. When he got up the next day, haha, the rope was indeed unmoved. He looked up triumphantly, and the girl slapped him in the face…"

"That boy is really cunning. He must have messed it up at night and then tried to straighten it."

"No, the girl scolded him: 'You are worse than a beast!'"

Ning Yi shrugged, and Xiao Chan laughed over there.

When he got up early the next morning, Xiao Chan was clinging to his back like an octopus. Ning Yi turned his body to the side and felt like he might have flattened the girl, but Xiao Chan moved like cotton candy, squeezed out from behind him, and then climbed onto his chest in a daze, continuing to sleep soundly.

That blanket was long gone.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, he had basically visited all the people he should visit. Next, he just had to get through two more days, waiting for the coffin to be buried at Chen Shi the day after tomorrow. It was also on this afternoon, in Jiangning City, by the willow-green river bend, that Nie Yunzhu, returning from the store, paused slightly as she looked at the old man setting up a chess stall not far away. She had greeted him a few times in the past and could be considered acquainted. This time, the old man looked up and smiled, beckoning to her over there.

She respectfully bowed her body, then smoothed her perhaps slightly disheveled hair and ran towards the chess stall, standing beside the stall and talking to the old man with a smile.

The old man also stood up smiling. After a few words, he gestured to the opposite side, and then asked the little girl at the tea stall next to him for a pot of tea. After the two sat down, in the shade of the willows, they began to talk about the man named Ning Liheng, who was currently in a remote mountainous area. This was a good topic, and the old and young who might become father and daughter could be considered truly acquainted.

The chess piece fell, the first one…

At this moment, Ning Yi was standing outside the dirty and messy kitchen of the big house, smelling the fishy smell emanating from the big pots of dishes, feeling a slight toothache. This was the best dish of the night for everyone, because it had meat. However, honestly, it really didn't suit his taste…

He was able to endure hardship and eat this stuff with a smile without changing his expression, but that didn't mean he really liked to eat it. At this time, he smelled the smell, nodded with a smile, turned and left. The person coming towards him thought he was very satisfied with the taste.

"He is the best cook in our village…"

"Hehehehe…"

Alas, two more days…

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