"Look, these are so local specialties that my old friend brought for , and so supplents too.
Although you can buy them here, you need to line up, and sotis you can’t get them, so she brought so for ."
Sang Yu watched as He Xiulan took out items one by one and said, "Auntie, why did you bring so many things? Did you save so for yourself at ho?"
He Xiulan said while taking things out, "Yes, yes, I saved so. These are all for you and Jingming."
Hearing this, Sang Yu didn’t say much more.
This is how elders show their care for the younger generation.
"Look, this is roast duck my friend brought back from Beijing. I heard it’s delicious. I’ll make it for you guys later."
She had had roast duck before, but Sang Yu still smiled and said, "Okay, thank you, Auntie."
"No need for thanks."
"Well, it’s just right; I’m about to cook, and we can eat soon. You all go chat outside. I’ll do the cooking."
"How can this be, Auntie? I’ll cook." Sang Yu quickly said.
He Xiulan held Sang Yu’s hand and said, "No need, no need. You’ve worked hard taking care of Jingming these days. Today, let Auntie make sothing delicious for you. My soup is very tasty; just ask your cousin-in-law."
Wei Jin: "Yes, Mom’s soup is definitely delicious."
Sang Yu was still unwilling: "But there’s no reason for you to cook. You’re a guest."
"What guest or not; are you not considering yourself part of our family?" He Xiulan pretended to be angry.
Sang Yu paused.
Jiang Jingming then said, "Sang Yu, let Auntie cook. You can chat with your cousin-in-law."
Sang Yu had no choice but to agree: "Alright then, Auntie, rember to let know if you need anything."
He Xiulan’s expression softened: "Don’t worry; go have fun."
He Xiulan took the things and went to the kitchen.
Sang Yu and the others sat in the living room.
Sang Yu would frequently glance toward the kitchen.
She seed distracted in the conversation, and Jiang Jingming noticed this and gave Wei Jin a look.
After receiving Jiang Jingming’s look, Wei Jin said, "Sang Yu, let’s go to your room. I have so girly things to discuss with you, not convenient with Jingming here."
Sang Yu didn’t think much, glanced at the kitchen, and then said, "Okay."
"Don’t run off anywhere," she said to Jiang Jingming before leaving, still worried.
Jiang Jingming smiled wryly, thinking of himself as a child? However, Sang Yu’s concern made him feel warm.
"Okay."
Wei Jin watched this scene, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Once in the room, Wei Jin looked at the big bed, which only had one pillow on it.
"You and Jingming..."
Sang Yu noticed Wei Jin’s gaze on the bed, feeling a bit alard inside: "I’m worried I might knock against his wound while sleeping, so we sleep separately."
Wei Jin chuckled softly: "No need to be tense; I understand."
"Sang Yu, what kind of person do you think Jingming is?" Wei Jin suddenly asked.
An image of Jiang Jingming appeared in Sang Yu’s mind; his appearance was impeccable.
As a person, thinking of him standing by her side multiple tis, gently helping her treat her wounds, and the things he’d said before.
What kind of person is he?
Wei Jin didn’t rush Sang Yu to answer, continuing:
"Or do you think Jingming could be the one you spend the rest of your life with?"
This question stumped Sang Yu.
Since coming here, she hadn’t thought about spending the rest of her life with anyone.
Like her life in the past, she didn’t think anyone could truly spend a lifeti together in this world.
She believed in sincerity but also knew sincere feelings could change.
Initially agreeing to marry Jiang Jingming was partly to get rid of those dreadful relatives of her original self, and partly because she knew Jiang Jingming would die in the line of duty.
But later she found out Jiang Jingming was a good person.
She didn’t want such a good person to lose his life, so she specifically warned him.
It seems that Jiang Jingming’s fateful misfortune from the book has passed.
She hadn’t thought about what would happen next.
"You and Jingming haven’t got your marriage certificate yet, do you know?" Wei Jin asked again.
"I know." Sang Yu nodded.
"That ans you can leave at any ti."
Sang Yu quickly raised her head, looking at Wei Jin in disbelief.
Wei Jin smiled gently:
"Surprised? Actually, Jingming might have thought about this too, which is why he hasn’t ntioned getting the certificate."
"Actually, I don’t know Jingming that well. After marrying Chunhe, I rarely t Jingming, but from family descriptions and the few tis we’ve t, I can feel that.
Jingming, though not fond of talking, indeed cares for others, so he never brought up getting the marriage certificate, giving you ti to decide.
If you go to him now and say you don’t want to marry him and want to leave, I don’t think he would stop you."
Listening to Wei Jin’s words, Sang Yu thought about her ti with Jiang Jingming.
He never seed to demand anything from her.
After marrying him, it felt like nothing changed from when she was alone.
She could still wake up naturally, do what she wanted every day.
He truly seed to impose no constraints on her.
He even helped her without hesitation when she needed it.
These things she never seed to seriously think about before.
"Do you know he wants to hold a new wedding for you?" Wei Jin suddenly asked.
"Why?" Sang Yu instinctively asked.
Wei Jin: "From what I know, probably because he thought the previous wedding was too rushed, so he wants a more formal and grander wedding for you.
Since he hasn’t told you yet, it’s likely he’s not ready to say it.
Actually, one downside of Jingming is his hesitation on certain matters."
She looked deeply at Sang Yu.
"For example, you."
Sang Yu couldn’t describe her feelings, a bit overwheld and a bit scared.
Wei Jin just touched lightly on the subject: "These things I ntioned, it’s what I wanted to share with you myself,
Jingming doesn’t know, and you should pretend you don’t know either,
Jingming will tell you himself when he’s ready. I’m telling you now so you can be a bit ntally prepared."
Sang Yu: "Okay, I understand. Thank you, cousin-in-law."
Until they heard He Xiulan’s voice from downstairs, their conversation ended.
"Let’s go down together."
Sang Yu: "Okay."
Sang Yu adjusted her emotions and went downstairs.
He Xiulan looked at the two coming down and said, "Co quickly, try the soup I made."
The mont Sang Yu ca down, Jiang Jingming looked up, and for a split second, her gaze t his.
Sparks flew in that fleeting mont.
Sang Yu quickly looked away; right now, she couldn’t face Jiang Jingming with a normal mindset.
Jiang Jingming had a hint of disappointnt in his eyes.
Wei Jin noticed and smiled at Jiang Jingming.
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