bookbashuk Chapter 1328 Ginitch the Deliveryman
Chapter 1328 Ginitch the Deliveryman
Seeing Ningguang's serious expression, as if she had even begun to ponder the details, Shao Yun couldn't help but laugh. He quickly waved his hand in denial:
"No, no, I was just saying that offhand. It's fine as it is now, enough for the family's daily expenses, there's no need to expand the ranch."
"If we really expand the business, there will only be more and more things to deal with, and I definitely won't be able to handle it."
Seeing that Shao Yun was just joking and had no real intention of expanding the ranch, Ningguang immediately put aside her business plans and stopped thinking about it. Instead, she focused all her attention on taking care of Shao Yun's daily life.
"Oh, well... you should wash your face and rinse your mouth first, everything is ready..." Ningguang said, intending to help Shao Yun wipe his face to refresh him.
Looking at the towel Ningguang offered, Shao Yun couldn't help but complain, "Why do I feel like a paralyzed patient in bed right now?"
Ningguang saw the obvious resistance on Shao Yun's face, but did not withdraw her hand. She simply said in a calm and routine tone, "This is my responsibility. It's what I should do."
"You don't seem to have been resting well lately, and your mental state is a bit poor. Try to avoid worrying about things as much as possible, and save your energy to think about the ranch, or wait for Miss Ying's news."
There are some things Shao Yun can refuse, but Ning Guang can't refuse to do them... She has to be serious about her attitude.
Seeing Ningguang's insistence, Shao Yun smiled helplessly and took the towel from her hand.
"Alright, alright, I know you usually like to serve Ying like this, but I've noticed that Ying never seems to accept it with a clear conscience. She either does it herself or tells you not to bother."
"I'm perfectly healthy, why would I need to do this? I'll wipe it myself, and it'll save you the trouble."
Seeing that Shao Yun was adamant, Ningguang knew that forcing him would only make him more uncomfortable, so she stopped insisting and went along with his words, saying:
"OK……"
Then, while Shao Yun was wiping his face, Ning Guang quickly turned around and left the room, heading briskly towards the kitchen.
She had already prepared breakfast: oatmeal porridge with milk, toasted bread slices, pickled cucumbers, and Teyvat eggs. All she had to do now was bring the food to Shao Yun's room.
In just a few minutes, Shao Yun finished washing her face and threw the towel into the basin.
Just as I was about to put on my shoes and get out of bed, the bedroom door was pushed open again.
Ningguang walked in carrying a small table, on which bowls of porridge, plates, and tableware were neatly arranged.
She gently placed the table on Shao Yun's bed and said with a smile:
"Here you are, Mr. Shao Yun, breakfast is ready. I've brought it directly to your room so you don't have to go downstairs again."
Shao Yun glanced down at the breakfast on the table, then raised his perfectly intact right arm and couldn't help but laugh at himself:
"This treatment... If someone who didn't know better saw it, they'd think my injured right arm hadn't been properly reattached!"
Ningguang bent down and gently picked up the bowl of steaming hot milk and oatmeal porridge.
She carefully scooped up a spoonful of porridge, slightly raised her wrist, and gently blew on the surface of the porridge a few times. Once the temperature had cooled slightly, she slowly brought the spoon to Shao Yun's lips and said softly:
"The porridge is still a little hot, do you need me to feed you?"
She didn't urge Shao Yun to open his mouth like she would a child; she simply waited quietly while handing him the spoon.
Her past experiences made her realize that she never had the right to make decisions in this family; she could only wait to be chosen.
Being overly proactive will only appear as overstepping boundaries; only by remaining cautious can one safeguard the current stability.
Shao Yun looked at the spoon being offered to his mouth, then at Ning Guang's serious expression, and smiled helplessly.
He didn't think much of Ningguang's little scheme; he just felt awkward being treated like trash, so he reached out and took the bowl of porridge and spoon from Ningguang's hands, politely declining:
"You know... My arms and legs aren't broken, and I can eat by myself, so I won't trouble you."
Seeing Shao Yun's clear refusal, Ningguang showed no embarrassment, maintaining her calm expression. She gently placed her hands on her lower abdomen and nodded slightly, replying, "Okay..."
The movements were so precise, as if they had been practiced countless times, without the slightest hint of unnecessary emotion.
Immediately afterwards, Shao Yun picked up a spoon and took small sips of her milk and oatmeal porridge.
The sweet aroma of milk blends with the delicate fragrance of oats, creating a warm and smooth texture... Ningguang's cooking skills are truly impressive.
But after only a few bites, he felt uncomfortable all over.
The reason was that Ningguang hadn't left; she still had her hands folded in front of her, staring at him, waiting motionless.
Unable to bear the feeling of being "monitored," Shao Yun put down his bowl, looked up at Ning Guang, and helplessly reminded her:
“Ningguang, you’ve lived with our family for so long, you know that if I really treated you like a maid, I could do whatever I wanted with you. Why wait until Ying leaves to do this?”
He paused, then added, "I can eat by myself, you don't need to stay here all the time. It makes me uncomfortable with you watching me like this."
Ningguang, upon hearing this, showed no obvious emotional fluctuation on her face and nodded slightly in response:
"Okay, I'll go tidy up the room first... I'll come back to clear the dishes after you finish eating."
……
In short, after Ningguang left the room to clean, the strange feeling of being "watched" was finally gone.
Shao Yun picked up the spoon and finished the rest of the milk and oatmeal porridge in just a few bites.
Perhaps because he was uncomfortable with Ningguang earlier, or perhaps because he was really hungry, he ate his breakfast exceptionally quickly.
After putting down the empty bowl, Shao Yun did not wait for Ning Guang to clean up as she suggested. Instead, she took the initiative to gather up the bowls, plates, and spoons on the small table, picked up the table, and walked towards the kitchen on the first floor.
He thought that Ningguang had been busy all morning, milking cows, delivering milk, preparing breakfast, and now she had to tidy up the room. He wanted to save her from having to make one more trip and come upstairs to get the tableware.
Shao Yun gently placed the dishes in the kitchen sink, rinsed off the food scraps briefly, and then turned and went back to her room on the second floor.
He took out the clean rancher's clothes from the closet, quickly put them on, and then straightened his collar and cuffs in front of the mirror.
Although I felt dejected when I woke up, I still had to appear capable when it came to handling ranch affairs.
After everything was tidied up, Shao Yun buttoned his clothes and walked out of the room, muttering to himself to encourage himself.
"Hey, don't think about all that nonsense. Ying and the others have so many people protecting them, they'll be fine. Right now, let's take care of the ranch and get the cattle out to graze. Don't let the cattle stay in the pen for too long."
Ningguang solved the milk delivery problem, but she still had to do the herding herself.
However, just as Shao Yun stepped out of the house and was about to head towards the ranch in the backyard, he caught a glimpse of a figure at the ranch entrance out of the corner of his eye.
Kinich was carrying a package tightly wrapped in brown oil paper and hurrying toward the ranch, clearly there to deliver a package.
After all, the Suspended Wood tribe is Nata's logistics hub...
Kinic quickly spotted Shao Yun leaving the house, immediately freeing one hand to wave vigorously at him, quickening his pace while shouting:
"Mr. Shao Yun, wait a moment! There's a package for you, I specially brought it over for you!"
Shao Yun looked at Kinich, who had suddenly appeared carrying a package, with surprise on his face. He subconsciously stopped and looked him up and down.
Logically speaking, during the Nata Games, which is currently part of the Holy Night Pilgrimage, Kinic should be busy with the competition. How could he have time to act as a messenger and deliver packages to his own home?
“Mr. Kinich,” Shao Yun stepped forward, took the package he handed her, and couldn’t help but ask in confusion:
"I thought you'd been busy participating in the Holy Night of Return to Fire pilgrimage sports meet lately. How come you have time to be a messenger delivering packages? Has the competition already ended?"
Kinic waved his hand and explained, "How could it end so quickly? It was just a quick break in the middle of a busy day!"
"Although the finals of the individual competition are coming up soon, and many people are advising me to make the most of my last moments to train, I am confident in my abilities and there is no need to be so nervous."
"I've always felt that the more important the moment, the more we should deal with it with a normal mindset and rhythm. If we disrupt our state of mind due to excessive tension, it will affect our performance in the game."
Shao Yun took the package, but his attention was drawn to the "finals" that Kinic mentioned.
As he weighed the package in his hand, he casually inquired about it: "Oh? So you're going to participate in the finals? Congratulations!"
"So this sports meet should be pretty much the same as the traditional Holy Night Pilgrimage I remember, right?"
Upon hearing this, Kinich immediately shook his head and explained seriously, "It's different this time. It's very different from before!"
"In the past, the Olympic Games of the Holy Night of the Returning Fire were mainly for selecting warriors to participate in the Night Watchers War, and the competition events were more focused on practical combat skills."
"But this time is different. The calamity of the abyss has ended, so the core of this sports meet is to determine the overall individual champion."
"To determine the overall champion?" Upon hearing this, Shao Yun couldn't help but smack his lips. A sudden idea popped into his head, and he jokingly asked:
"This sounds like an election for Vulcan? Winning means becoming the head of Nata?"
When Ginitch heard the analogy, he was taken aback for a moment, then nodded very seriously.
"That's pretty much true! But there are still differences. Lady Vulcan, Mavica, is still in office..."
"And even if a new Vulcan is to be selected, it won't be decided based on winning or losing the Games."
"To become the God of Fire, one must pass the trials left behind by the first God of Fire, Shibarak. It is said that the trials can test a person's true nature, and those who are not righteous or lack the ability simply cannot pass them."
"This ensures that only the truly suitable people can become leaders of Nata."
After hearing this, Shao Yun couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly: "Oh, I see. But anyway, I'm not going to become a fire god, so I shouldn't have to worry about any trials."