Chapter 31: Chapter 031: Giving Up the Thought
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Lao San, don’t be angry. If An’an did something wrong, I will speak to her.”
“The one who did wrong, is me.” Mr. Sheng sighed with self-recrimination, “It’s because I’m useless, I didn’t teach the older ones well, and I didn’t teach the younger ones well.”
Hearing this, Sheng Ning felt a pang of sorrow. After all, the one who truly caused this family to be in turmoil was her.
Xu Xianxiong, feeling awkward about the situation he caused, rubbed his hands and was about to leave but was stopped by Mr. Sheng.
“Brother Xu, stay for dinner before you go.”
“No, I have to rush back to do some farm work, the grass in the taro field is still waiting for me to weed.”
“Ningning, see your Uncle Xu off.”
Sheng Ning forced a smile and saw Xu Xianxiong to the door, “Uncle Xu, take care.”
“Big niece, no need to see me off any further, stay here.” Xu Xianxiong, tall and sturdy, took a few steps and quickly disappeared from view.
Sheng Ning stood blankly on the threshing ground, lost in thought, staring in the direction of Xu Village.
Originally, Xu Qigang already disliked her and looked down on her. Today, his father heard her sister say such things about herself, and now, the Xu family was probably thoroughly annoyed with her, right?
When it comes to a man’s dignity, once it involves a “green hat,” even the most honest and loyal man wouldn’t dare to want her.
This time, she really needed to completely abandon her delusion of marrying Xu Qigang.
Initially, she came back hoping she could make arrangements with the Xu family and fix the marriage. But now, there was no point in thinking about it anymore. With this thought dead, she could focus on working hard in the Song and Dance Troupe.
But why did her heart still ache? Why did her eyes burn? Sheng Ning rubbed her eyes, turning her once bright eyes red and puffy like a rabbit’s.
“Ningning, I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I didn’t teach An’an well.” Shen Luhua, having calmed down Mr. Sheng, came out to see Sheng Ning staring blankly and felt a bit uneasy.
She knew how fiery Sheng Ning could be, able to yell directly into her face. They had all heard what An’an said in the kitchen, and indeed it was too much. If Ningning yelled at her now, she couldn’t argue against it.
“Mom, it’s not your fault. In the end, you neglected An’an to get me into the Song and Dance Troupe.” Every time she thought of An’an lying in the coffin at the village entrance in a past life, all her anger dissipated.
“Huh?” Shen Luhua, prepared to be scolded, didn’t expect Sheng Ning to say this and was caught off guard.
“Let’s eat! The food’s getting cold.” Sheng Ning sighed, pulling Shen Luhua back to the courtyard.
She put the dishes on the table, setting aside a portion for Sheng An, then the family sat down in a heavy silence.
“Dad, try this, I cooked it myself.” Sheng Ning smiled and put all the dishes into Mr. Sheng’s bowl.
From childhood to now, Sheng Ning had never taken the initiative to serve anyone food. She was willful and selfish, which Mr. Sheng knew well. Seeing her offer now lifted his previously heavy mood.
“Dad, I’m your daughter, no need for thanks. When I make a lot of money, I’ll take you to the city to live and eat good food every day.”
Mr. Sheng was coaxed into smiles, and Sheng Ning noticed Shen Luhua’s uneasy expression, so she said, “Mom, don’t worry. I left food for An’an. She can heat it when she comes back.”
“This child has become so sensible after just one outing.” Shen Luhua had also regretted her decisions, but seeing Sheng Ning made her feel it was all worth it.
Although the mayor’s son wasn’t too smart, An’an wasn’t someone who would suffer losses. As long as she lived a good life, that would be enough.