Chapter 1915: Mugwort Rice Cake (Part 2)
But thirty to fifty thousand is still an unimaginable astronomical figure for her. She casually mentioned it, thinking that Shen Ting was definitely messing with her, so she didn’t take it seriously at all. She never imagined he would really agree!
"If I give you the money, can you stop degrading yourself like you just did?" Shen Ting met Wa Yiting’s shocked gaze and quietly asked. Although he still didn’t know what the problem was, he really didn’t want her to become like this; she shouldn’t be like this.
"Crazy!" Wa Yiting stared at him for a while, then said this and pushed her small cart away.
Shen Ting didn’t chase after her. He felt dizzy, staggered to the bedside, and lay down, closing his eyes for quite a while before opening them again.
He thought about the series of events that had just happened when he saw Wa Yiting, still finding it hard to accept.
He held his forehead with his hand, even more confused about his own heart. Clearly yesterday he was eagerly looking forward to meeting her, trembling with excitement—why was today so different? Forget feeling moved, he even felt resistance!
It’s like someone who really wanted to eat something they’ve never tried before, dreaming about it day and night for many years. But when they finally got to taste it, they found it not only unappetizing but even slightly nauseating!
Shen Ting didn’t understand why it turned out this way. His gaze seemed a bit bewildered as he stared at the mottled ceiling, falling into unprecedented self-doubt...
Meanwhile, far away in Beidu, Jiaojiao was helping the Ruanlin Family stoke the fire in the kitchen, eagerly watching her pan-fry the mugwort cake.
Mugwort cake is what they call it in Xiahe Village—it’s also known as Qing tuan. Different places have different names and various cooking methods.