Chapter 1076: Chapter 613: Don’t Understand
After teasing Chen Siyu, Jiang Ning put down his phone contentedly and casually pinched a slice of mandarin orange.
When his fingers touched the orange, the colors of the world around him changed suddenly.
Jiang Ning slowly turned his head to face Xue Yuantong’s puffed-up little face.
"Well, well, I was wondering where the orange I peeled went. So you ate it!"
Most of the orange she painstakingly peeled was taken by Jiang Ning. It was fine if he took it, but he took it sneakily, as if she were a fool!
Xue Yuantong felt underestimated.
Jiang Ning shrugged it off, "So stingy, didn’t I peel pine nuts for you last time?"
Xue Yuantong argued, "That’s different."
"How is it different?"
"It’s just different." Xue Yuantong said.
Jiang Ning took an orange, peeled it, and placed it on the small table, "Here, take it back."
Xue Yuantong pursed her lips, too proud to take his orange.
Seeing she wasn’t eating, Jiang Ning ate all the peeled oranges.
Jiang Ning peeled oranges at lightning speed, and soon, the already small pile of oranges was down to the last one.
Xue Yuantong, who was pretending to sleep, finally couldn’t keep it up. If she didn’t eat, the arrogant Jiang Ning would really eat all the oranges!
Annoyingly, ever since Chuchu moved in, she felt her status plummeting because Chuchu was too docile!
Every time she tried to manipulate with chores, Jiang Ning would seek out Chuchu, and Chuchu, who used to be quite assertive, would obediently comply.
As a result, Xue Yuantong’s voice no longer carried the weight it used to.
However, she was particularly good at self-deception and self-hypnosis, regaining her confidence after a moment.
She looked at the small table, "There’s only one orange left, with a total of 10 slices, how many will you give me?"
Jiang Ning, having eaten quite a few before, said, "I’ll give you 9 slices."
Xue Yuantong was very satisfied.
Then she asked, "If you had 10 oranges, how many slices would you give me?"
Jiang Ning: "9 slices."
"Huh? There are 100 slices in 10 oranges, why give me only 9 slices?" Xue Yuantong questioned.
Jiang Ning picked up a slice of his orange, took a bite, and said, sour and sweet, "Because I am consistent with you."
...
At noon, the winter sun was incredibly pleasant.
Uncle Zhang, the next-door pig killer, came out of the house to look for his dog, calling out, "Ba Wang, Ba Wang!"
Yes, his dog had a name now, a very domineering name.
Uncle Zhang was hosting a meal today, being a butcher, and his friend was in a similar trade, as a cattle killer.
Today, he was showing off this ferocious wolf dog to his cattle killer friend.
Uncle Zhang’s wolf dog was sturdy, shiny, and imposing, earning envy from his friend.
Uncle Zhang was quite pleased for a moment, but who knew, halfway through the meal, the wolf dog ran out the door.
And once it left, it didn’t come back.
When Uncle Zhang went out, he saw the Black Back Wolf Dog lying at Jiang Ning’s feet.
It would be something if it was just lying there, but the key was that the dog was lying on the ground, covered in mandarin peels, looking extremely aggrieved.
Uncle Zhang’s forehead creased.
Good people get bullied, good horses get ridden, and good dogs get pelted with mandarin peels.
When beating a dog, consider its owner!
He instinctively blamed Jiang Ning, as an outsider child was blatantly bullying his dog, Uncle Zhang couldn’t stand it!
He saw the pair sunbathing at the door and rolled his eyes, shouting:
"Oh, sunbathing! You sure live the good life!"
Uncle Zhang reminisced, "Back in my training days, I rarely had such a life, I used to run 30 kilometers every day for training, something your generation can’t imagine!"
Jiang Ning ignored him.
Xue Yuantong didn’t speak either, she had lived in the River Dam longer, moving to the bungalow with her family since the first year of middle school.
To think Uncle Zhang was some affable person would be a grave mistake.
Before Jiang Ning’s arrival, Uncle Zhang was undoubtedly the tyrant of the River Dam Bungalow!
He had the traits of a pig killer, fierce, domineering, unreasonable, vastly different from today’s egalitarian demeanor.
Why the drastic change in demeanor? It was because Jiang Ning’s strength earned his recognition.
Uncle Zhang boasted for a while about past glories, subtly hinting that Jiang Ning spent his days lying at the door, just napping.
To avenge his bullied dog.
Xue Yuantong found it amusing, remembering in junior high, Uncle Zhang would rarely use tricks; when things went awry, it was all about force.
Now he had learned to use verbal attacks, though somewhat lowbrow, at least it showed Uncle Zhang was starting to think.
Indeed, human adaptability is amazingly strong.
Uncle Zhang spoke loudly, disturbing Jiang Ning’s rest.
He felt annoyed and asked, "Tongtong, why do people always like to talk about the old days once they reach a certain age?"
Xue Yuantong thought for a moment and answered, "Because they’re no longer capable now, so they can only talk about the past."
...
This statement made Uncle Zhang’s mouth twitch in anger.
At this moment, another middle-aged man walked out of the house, less than 1.7 meters tall, stocky, giving the impression of being formidable in a fight.
In fights, the most formidable are the short and stout ones, with a stable base and low center of gravity, not easily knocked over, plus they hit hard.
He was Uncle Zhang’s good friend, nicknamed Lao Zhuang.
Lao Zhuang was a cattle killer, fond of drinking and dominoes; now, seeing the wolf dog covered in mandarin peels, he chuckled: "Old Zhang, your dog doesn’t look so fierce!"
Uncle Zhang’s face turned a bit unsightly; at their age, reputation was everything. After boasting about the wolf dog, it embarrassed him, making Uncle Zhang want to kick the dog.
Jiang Ning nudged with his foot, "This dog appears fierce but is actually very docile."