Tang Li brought Song Jingtian back to the village without returning to the lab.
Afraid that Kang Yunxi might have said sothing to the little guy, Tang Li wrung out a towel to wipe his face and casually started the conversation: "So girls secretly love soone, and they like to imagine marrying and having kids with them. Over ti, they might mix fantasy with reality."
"Are you talking about Annie’s mother?" the little guy reacted swiftly.
Before Tang Li could say more, Song Jingtian looked distressed: "Human traffickers are too rampant nowadays! I almost got resold to country F!"
Tang Li: "......"
It seems Kang Yunxi hasn’t had the chance to tell the little guy about his true background.
At least she didn’t have to provide him with psychological counseling.
Tang Li tossed the towel into the basin, ready to head to the river, but the little guy called out to her.
"Anything else?" Tang Li asked, holding the basin.
Song Jingtian hesitated for two seconds, ultimately not voicing his inner question, "Nothing, go ahead and wash your stuff."
After Tang Li left, he sighed deeply at the sky.
What to do.
He accidentally unlocked the ending of the script first.
According to the novel’s plot, the child and the mother should only reunite in the last Chapter. He was recorded under his mother’s na in the Song Family. Tang Li would never guess his true background.
If he spilled the beans now, would it be awkward for everyone?
He did watch "Empresses in the Palace" after all.
In the drama, when Zhen Huan returned as Noble Consort Xi, she added ten years to her age.
Tang Li might have also altered her age.
Song Jingtian lay on the bed, clinging to a pillow and sighing intermittently.
Ultimately, it was because he was too excellent.
If he were a bit dumber, he wouldn’t have discovered all these truths.
That night, while Tang Li ate her third self-heating rice box, the little guy uncharacteristically didn’t ask for a second box nor ate any jelly afterward.
Tang Li was burning the midnight oil studying the refining thod, while Song Jingtian sat on a small stool with a palm fan, gently fanning her.
Tang Li told him to fan himself, but the little guy said: "I’m not hot."
With that, he fanned even more vigorously.
Seeing him break out in a light sweat, Tang Li put down her pen, took the palm fan from his hand, and fanned for him a bit before urging him to go to bed.
Song Jingtian shifted around on the stool, suddenly asking: "Nine years ago, after you t my brother, why didn’t you go back to the Capital with him?"
Tang Li found it amusing: "I lived with my mother, why would I go to the Capital with your brother?"
The little guy licked his lips, "Then, uh, how did your mother pass away?"
"From illness." Tang Li didn’t expect her first ti delving into her mother’s past would be with Song Jingtian, "When I was very young, she beca ill. By the ti I was in high school, her health got worse. During that period, I took over a year off school. After she passed away, I went to the Capital."
So, she couldn’t tend to other things because she was taking care of her mother.
Indeed, there was a hidden hardship!
The next day, Tang Li was summoned by Kun again.
Kun’s words hinted that he hoped she could refine a batch of No. 5 white powder first.
The deadline given was three days.
Tang Li stood in front of the laboratory’s automatic reaction kettle, already imagining her death in three days. It wasn’t that she wasn’t trying; it was just that each field has its own expert.
If she had a month or half a year, maybe she could really find her own way.
This afternoon, Song Jingtian didn’t go out for a stroll.
The little guy, holding a broom, swept here and there. When he saw Tang Li staring at the equipnt without moving for a long ti, he curiously approached: "What are you doing?"
Facing potential demise, Tang Li no longer hid from him: "Kun wants to refine what he needs in three days."
"Or else?" The little guy, true to his role, asked.
Tang Li turned to look at him.
The two of them stared silently at each other, everything conveyed without words.
After a long while, Song Jingtian whispered: "Why don’t we escape!"
Tang Li hadn’t dismissed the thought.
Every ti she went to wash clothes, she observed the surrounding terrain.
There were always ard personnel patrolling the village outskirts, while on the river, there was none, but there was a guard post not far away. If they crossed the river and got discovered, they could be riddled with bullets.
Moreover, across the river was an expanse of plains, nowhere to hide.
Running into the rainforest presented a much better chance.
Provided they avoided ard personnel.
"Tomorrow, I’ll have another look outside," Song Jingtian continued, "That little brat who stole my shoes seems to have his eye on my bathrobe. I’ll give him the bathrobe to take out of the village to play for a while."
It had only been a day since the little guy was abducted.
Tang Li couldn’t let him wander aimlessly again, "I’ll figure it out."
With that, there was a knock on the wooden door.
The only person in the village who knocks before entering was...
Tang Li turned around, and sure enough, it was Ruan.
Seeing Ruan, Song Jingtian instinctively stood in front of Tang Li with the broom, but Ruan ignored him, reaching into his trouser pocket with his left hand. Then, a package was tossed onto the table.
It was white powder.
Tang Li recognized it imdiately.
"This is No. 4 stock."
Upon hearing this, Tang Li looked up at Ruan.
Ruan didn’t offer much explanation, "Tomorrow, I’ll teach you a simple refining process. In three days, give this package to Kun and tell him it’s your first ti, and you couldn’t refine a higher purity. That way, he won’t pressure you to refine sothing with a purity above 99.9%."
Ruan’s way of handling this would undoubtedly help her avoid Kun’s bla.
However—
There was no benefit for Ruan in doing this.
If Kun found out, even if he valued Ruan, he wouldn’t let him off.
Just as Tang Li was about to ask why he was helping her, Ruan added: "Last night, a Chinese rchant, through a middleman, reached out to Isa and requested 200 million worth of goods, also specifying that the purity must be no less than 99.9%."
"And with Kun responsible for the sales and money laundering at Isa’s place..."
With Ruan’s words, Tang Li instantly understood.
——Kun wanted her to refine high-purity goods, obviously aiming to secure a returning custor.
Being able to shell out 200 million at once indicated the other party was financially robust.
"This rchant nad Wu Jing, at the latest, will personally co to Shan State the day after tomorrow." Ruan tapped two fingers lightly against the table edge: "Kun isn’t short of No. 5 goods in hand. This ti, if you can’t refine it, it’s alright, but next ti, when he strikes another deal with Wu Jing, he’ll rely on you for the goods."
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