??Chapter 389: Chapter 389: Bring Him Sothing
Chapter 389: Chapter 389: Bring Him Sothing
Every ti the ntion of sending things to ng Xinian ca up, Chiang Xiao felt a sense of powerlessness.
The last ti she sent him sothing, two days later, he sent a letter back complaining bitterly about Zhao Xin for an entire page. The force of his writing almost pierced the paper, so strokes even tore through it! You could tell how furious he was.
He said that Zhao Xin had taken all the food and shared it with the soldiers in his troop without even asking for his permission! His dozen or so soldiers were all like little wolves. When there was delicious food, they all scrambled for it so fiercely! By the ti he got there, only one morsel of each of the three kinds of food was left for him!
A morsel!
Reading the letter, Chiang Xiao could almost feel Tyrant ng spitting up three liters of blood in frustration.
At the ti, it made her laugh so hard her stomach hurt. But then, on the next page, Tyrant ng shalessly cajoled her into sending more stuff, and she couldn’t laugh anymore.
He even told her that no matter how her homade food turned out—even if it was stinky, turned green with mold, or bred maggots—he would definitely eat it.
Tsk!
Wasn’t this an insult?
Was she so unreliable that she would send food that could get moldy and breed maggots?
However, she hadn’t been up the mountain for a while, and in the end, she only managed to send him so shredded chicken and stir-fried chestnuts.
This ti when he replied, he said he managed to guard the food and eat it himself. But the pack of little wolves kept giving him resentful glances all day long, looking like a group of scorned won he had abandoned—enough to make his scalp tingle. In the end, he still had to share most of the food with them.
Then the sa person made a request—since the food had to be shared, could she draw another painting for him?
Drawing wasn’t a problem, but his request was to paint a portrait of him!
A portrait of Tyrant ng…
Chiang Xiao couldn’t shake the feeling that there was sothing vaguely romantic about it.
But she actually went ahead and did it.
The painting took her a whole half-month to complete.
She had just finished it yesterday and was hesitating whether to send it to him when Hu Xibing asked her about it, which made her think that maybe it was indeed fated to be sent to him.
“Brother Hu, I have a painting for him. Could you please wait a mont while I go to Osmanthus Alley to get it?”
In reality, Chiang Xiao had placed the painting in her Space.
“Sure, go ahead. I have so shopping to do here anyway,” Hu Xibing said.
Chiang Xiao was worried about troubling him, but little did she know that Hu Xibing was relieved. After all, he was traveling from Peace Town, and if he hadn’t brought sothing or a letter from Chiang Xiao, Captain ng would probably be displeased.
So, whatever Chiang Xiao offered would do.
After a while, Chiang Xiao brought over the painting she had carefully rolled up and wrapped in cloth, and Hu Xibing headed off to catch his bus. Chiang Xiao then went to the bookstore, where, indeed, they had stocked up on plenty of drawing paper. She bought a lot, and they even gave her a discount.
As for the next afternoon, ng Xinian t with Hu Xibing.
Hu Xibing’s trip to the provincial city was also a chance to visit Chu Liang at the hospital.
When he had a room to rent, he had asked Hu Xibing to handle it. It just happened that Hu Xibing was busy that day and had sent a friend instead; otherwise, he would have t Chiang Xiao’s grandparents then and there.
Later, when he found out, he felt sowhat embarrassed. Chiang Xiao, however, felt that the rent was already at a great rate. It wasn’t his property, so he couldn’t be expected to give a discount as well, right?
She had also told Hu Xibing not to ntion this to ng Xinian.
ng Xinian knew that Hu Xibing had co to the city, so he made ti to et him at the hospital.
“Captain, this is the painting from your sister-in-law!” As soon as he saw him, Hu Xibing hurriedly handed over the painting.
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