Even After My Death
Chapter 161 - 129: Three People Share One Tent (Two Become One)_3

Chapter 161: Chapter 129: Three People Share One Tent (Two Become One)_3

Since Jiang Ning had just seen other things, she must also know that those things were the ones the monkeys had snatched from their hands. Why didn’t she bother to pick up their belongings as well?

Yuan Wei stood up indignantly, and along with Lin Qi, headed in the direction Jian Tiantian had mentioned to look for their stuff.

Huo Ziheng and Mu Mingxuan had also lost items. However, given Huo Ziheng’s current condition, it was not suitable for him to make any significant movements. Therefore, Mu Mingxuan asked Huo Miao to stay and take care of him while he followed Lin Qi and the others to search for the things the monkeys had taken.

If it had been before, Mu Mingxuan would have thrown away those broken and trashed items without a second glance.

But now, these supplies were like talismans for protection. Who would complain about having a longer life?

The chicken that Jiang Ning had cooked could now be uncovered. The three people gathered around the fire, eating to their satisfaction.

The distress and discomfort of the other guests didn’t affect Jiang Ning in the slightest.

As for Qi Xingzhou, his eyes only had Jiang Ning in them. He couldn’t see anyone else but her.

As for Nong Chun... he was nearly becoming a freeloader, relying solely on Jiang Ning for sustenance, becoming her follower to survive, so he definitely didn’t have any spare sympathy left.

After Jian Tiantian set up her tent, she washed the wild vegetables she had picked by the stream, and then deliberately waited until Jiang Ning and the others had finished eating before she sauntered over slowly, pointing at the pot next to them, and asked Jiang Ning, "Jiang Ning, can I borrow your pot?"

Jian Tiantian’s tone was very cautious, and her look toward Jiang Ning was filled with pleading.

She didn’t have a pot, and the pots used by everyone to cook were Lin Qi and Mu Mingxuan’s. Since everyone had just parted ways, Jian Tiantian didn’t want to borrow from them.

"The pot isn’t mine, you should ask him," Jiang Ning said, pointing at Nong Chun, then got up preparing to wash the dishes and rinse herself off a bit.

The tagalong, Qi Xingzhou, saw Jiang Ning leave and immediately followed with his own bowl, completely engrossed with the sight of Jiang Ning, not even sparing a glance for Jian Tiantian.

After the two left, Jian Tiantian’s gaze fell on Nong Chun, her delicate face wearing a look of entreaty.

As someone who had stood out from the countless girl groups and had established herself in the entertainment industry, Jian Tiantian’s looks were obviously not subpar.

Even though the past few days had left her with no mind to groom herself, her natural beauty and fair skin still far surpassed that of many average girls, her voice deliberately lowered, pitiful: "Can I borrow the pot for a moment? I’ll just cook some wild vegetables; it will be quick, and I will return it to you as soon as I’m done."

Nong Chun, unable to resist her plea, appeared visibly flustered.

He turned his head back several times to look at the figures of Jiang Ning and Qi Xingzhou, seeing that Jiang Ning was already squatting by the stream, cleaning her utensils, with no intention of getting involved with the matter, and with an expression as indifferent as ever on her face. After that, Nong Chun nodded: "Sure, you can use it. But I haven’t washed this pot yet."

It’s more than just not washing; they had just finished eating, and there were still a few chicken bones and a little bit of chicken soup left in the pot.

Jian Tiantian pointed at the bit of leftover chicken soup in the pot and asked, "Do you still want it?"

"No, we don’t need it anymore," Nong Chun shook his head.

Since Jiang Ning and Qi Xingzhou had gone to wash the dishes, it was clear they were already full.

Jian Tiantian couldn’t wait to say, "Then give it to me. I’ll use it to cook the wild vegetables."

Nong Chun nodded and even took the initiative to set the pot on the fire.

The chicken soup was a bit scant, so Jian Tiantian added some more water and eagerly tossed the wild vegetables in once the water boiled.

Cooking vegetables doesn’t take long, and Jian Tiantian had picked a lot of wild greens. Her bowl couldn’t hold them all, so after thinking it over, she shared the remaining half of the wild vegetables in the pot with Ling Bo.

Ling Bo was surprised but did not refuse.

At that moment, who would turn away food?

Jian Tiantian washed the pot, returned it to Nong Chun, and eagerly picked up her bowl of wild vegetable chicken soup to taste a few bites.

The rich flavor of chicken flooded her mouth, and Jian Tiantian was on the brink of tears from joy.

This meal was the most delicious thing she had tasted in days.

The two ate heartily, devouring the food in their mouths.

Huo Miao stood outside the tent, with her covert gaze lingering on Jian Tiantian. Seeing that Jian Tiantian and Ling Bo had gotten food and that they hadn’t thought to share even a bite with her, Huo Miao’s expression hidden in the darkness was resentful.

She lifted the tent flap and walked inside to Huo Ziheng, who was resting in the tent, and complained, "Second Brother, I’m so hungry. Jiang Ning had leftover chicken soup that she didn’t finish. She’d rather give it to Jian Tiantian and Ling Bo than share it with us!"

Huo Ziheng consoled her, "Miaomiao, just endure it for a bit longer. I will go out and find you something to eat first thing tomorrow."

Huo Miao brightened up, "Really?"

Huo Ziheng, pale and tired, nodded, "Really."