Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 119 The Salted Fish Princess Does Not Be Cannon Fodder (30)

The old lady kept praising Jiang Lai for his virtuousness and thoughtfulness, but she couldn't help frowning while eating.

I am used to eating delicacies and exquisite snacks, but the simple food in front of me is really hard to swallow.

Murong Dun lost his appetite, so he went back to his room after a few mouthfuls.

The two are used to leaving the table and chopsticks after eating. They didn't react until they sat on the table the next day and found that the dishes and chopsticks from yesterday hadn't been washed. No one did these things for you.

Jiang Lai was cooking, and Murong Dun had no choice but to carry the dishes out to wash while leaning on a cane with one hand and the other.

The water in the early winter was bone-chillingly cold, and the coarse linen clothes on his body leaked everywhere. Murong Dun coughed vigorously, looking at the desolate and cold environment around him, he couldn't help but feel desolate and desperate.

Such a life to live a lifetime?

He couldn't imagine.

At night, Jiang Lai would comfort him and let him let go of his identity and everything in the past and look forward to the future. He also said that he had secretly saved some money from his own house so that he could go to the countryside to buy a few plots of land to grow some food and be self-sufficient.

Murong Dun was already extremely moved by Jiang Lai.

From the very beginning when she decided to go with herself, to now, as the pampered Miss Jiao, she can still comfort him to take care of him.

Murong Dun only felt that all the good fortune in his life was spent on meeting Jiang Lai.

After a few days of negativity, Murong Dun finally decided to cheer up. After all, he was once a prince who received royal education. He lost his legs but still had hands. Being able to write good handwriting is enough to earn a living.

Jiang Lai found a shop to buy books, and sold some volumes of poems that Murong Dun copied himself. The boss saw that his handwriting was good, so he gave him a few more volumes of the most popular novels for him to copy.

Copying one copy gives [-] copper coins. Currently, one coin can buy ten steamed buns. Murong Dun can copy two copies a month, and the money he earns will be enough for the family's expenses.

The old lady didn't want to be idle, so she picked up the needle again and started embroidering handkerchiefs for Jiang Lai to sell.

On the other hand, Jiang Lai secretly sold some of his private jewelry at the pawnshop, and bought some medicinal materials to develop medicines at home every day.

Life went on like this, hard but flat.

Murong Dun learned how to have fun while working hard, hitting the table with a wooden stick when there was no piano playing, while Jiang Lai danced to the rhythm.

He thought that life would continue like this, until one day he discovered that the door to the backyard would always open for no reason, and after that, there would be more exquisite meals and pastries on the dinner table that day.

Murong Dun thought it was Jiang Lai's parents who sent it secretly. Unexpectedly, when he got up early on purpose and waited at the corner of the backyard, he found that the person who came to deliver the things was not a servant at all, but Jiang Ling!

He actually came to deliver food to Jiang Lai himself!
They would not leave immediately after delivery, but would chat with Jiang Lai in the corner of the backyard for a while before leaving.

When Jiang Ling left, Jiang Lai walked in with a lunch box in his hand, smiling all over his face.

Sure enough, there were a few more hearty and delicate dishes on the dinner table that day.

Murong Dun didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, his face was gloomy and depressed. When Jiang Lai asked him, the man slowly looked up at her, his tone a little cold.

"Is this something sent by your parents?"

Jiang Lai nodded.

"Yeah, my parents sent it from someone else, what's the matter?"

"Someone else? Who is this other person? Is it a servant?"

Jiang Lai frowned.

"It's not a servant, but who is important? What's wrong with you? You're weird."

Murong Dun sneered.

"Why don't you dare tell me who that person is?"

"It's Ah Ling, my brother sent it here, is there any problem?"

Jiang Lai got a little angry, and put down his chopsticks, his tone was a little annoyed.

Only then did Murong Dun realize that his attitude just now was indeed a little too extreme, so he pursed his lips and slowed down his tone.

"This kind of thing can be done by servants. And I have to copy the money every month. This money is enough for us to eat some good food occasionally. I tell you that the family members don't need to send things here next time. we do not need."

Jiang Lai got up sullenly and left, his back was somewhat angry.

Seeing this, the old lady gave Murong Dun a helpless look.

"Then it's her natal family after all, and they can meet each other while taking advantage of the meal delivery. What are you making such a fuss about? Isn't the family harmonious?"

Murong Dun remained silent.

He didn't know what to say, but he couldn't say that what he really cared about was Jiang Ling, the younger brother who had no blood relationship with Jiang Lai.

The man's intuition told him that Jiang Ling's attitude towards Jiang Lai was definitely not the love his younger brother showed towards his elder sister. He also looked at Jiang Lai with a possessive look in his eyes that only a man could see.

How could this reassure him that Jiang Lai would continue to contact him.

When he returned to his room at night, Jiang Lai sat by the window and refused to go to bed for a long time. Murong Dun knew that she was angry.

"Do you think it's true that I'm poor now?"

Murong Dun knew that Jiang Lai was soft-hearted, so he immediately began to show weakness.

"Jiang Lai, I just want to prove to your family that I can support you and the whole family even if I am not a prince. You know, people in your family have never looked down on me, and now they hate me even more."

"Don't think so."

Sure enough, Jiang Lai softened his attitude.

"As long as you are nice to me, the rest is not important, I don't care."

"I care. I want to give you a better life. I want you to live the life you used to. I want your family to accept me. Do you understand me?"

Jiang Lai: I understand your mother made a comparison.

"Well, I know, I understand."

Murong Dun hugged Jiang Lai happily.

In the dead of night, after confiding his heart, Murong Dun wanted to make out, but there was no reaction from his body.

He didn't dare to let Jiang Lai find out, so he turned around and fell asleep after saying a few more words.

Jiang Lai smiled, stroked the jade bracelet in his hand, thinking about the current heart rate.

90.00% VIII.

The remaining [-]% is not easy for a man like Murong Dun who is selfish in his bones.

Finally, a strong dose of medicine is needed.

Not long after, Little Pudding told her before going to bed one night.

"Don't breathe now."

Jiang Lai did as he did, and continued to pretend to be asleep after holding it in for a few seconds. After a while, the door was slowly pushed open from the outside, and a slender figure walked in from the outside. Sprinkle some powder.

The next second, Murong Dun woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the woman he hated even in his dreams, Luo Yang.

"you……"

"Shh, Saburo, you go with me first, and I will explain everything to you clearly."

Thus, Jiang Lai felt Murong Dun get out of bed lightly, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing in his ears.

Little Pudding broadcast to her in real time.

Murong Dun: "Luo Yang, are you so interesting? After using me, you kicked me away, and now what do you want me to do? I am a useless person, and I have no use value!"

(End of this chapter)