e late 1980s, it would gradually start to do away with ration coupons for cloth, grain, mail, meat, and industrial products...But now it's still a planned economy era, where tickets are harder to get...Rong Zhaonan reached out and pulled her up, helping her stand straight.

Ning Yuan looked up at him, her tone not good: "Are you a ghost Why are you so clingy"

This person walks like a ghost, sticking to people!

Rong Zhaonan lowered his head to look at the girl in front of him. Her round face was full of anger.

In the dusky summer night, her big eyes sparkled like bright stars, full of vitality.

"Can I come closer I'm not in your way, you seem angry, why" He raised an eyebrow.

Ning Yuan wants to be driven crazy by straight men.

She pushed his hand away with a sullen face: "Why would I be angry Who am I to be angry at you, Mr. Rong Am I worthy"

"Glory... Big shot, what does big shot mean" Rong Zhaonan seemed thoughtful.

Ning Yuan: " ...Meaning you're sick."

After all, in this day and age, the golden age of Hong Kong dramas hasn't arrived yet, so it's normal for him not to know about this term.

Rong Zhaonan frowned: "I have no external or internal injuries that could leave after-effects. Old Tang took my pulse and said that besides malnutrition, I'm fine."

Even though he was malnourished, after he started hunting in the mountains and had access to plenty of meat, his physical condition basically returned to near its peak.

Ning Yuan: "......No, you have a problem with your brain."

He's actually agonizing over whether or not he's sick. What a generational gap!

"Are you scolding me"

Ning Yuan twitched the corner of her lip: "Hehehe, congratulations, you got it right, no reward."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked away.

I really don't want to talk to him anymore.

Rong Zhaonan suddenly moved, standing in front of Ning Yuan: "Why are you scolding people, why are you angry"

Ning Yuan watched as he stared at her with a calm expression, but she could read between the lines - He was saying, "Give me an explanation, or don't even think about leaving."

She gave him a cold look. "Rong Zhaonan, we're living together now, helping each other out. You have the skills, and I'm making money from the game you hunt."

"Things have been going well lately, but it's not because I've been working hard to find opportunities, and you haven't had anywhere to hunt for prey either. I don't owe you anything!"

Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow: "So what's the point"

A woman's mind is truly complicated, and she still hasn't gotten to the point. Her soldiers would have been dealt with by him long ago.

Ning Yuan said angrily, "So I hate that you don't speak properly. You always make sarcastic and cutting remarks. Even if my suggestions are inappropriate or touch on your wounds."

She paused, then continued, "But I'm not a god, I can't do everything perfectly. If you think I've done something wrong, just tell me clearly why."

"Instead of putting on a show and giving me the cold shoulder, I don't owe you anything! Who do you think you are to talk to me like that"

She hates people who are sarcastic and passive-aggressive, as if their mouths were incapable of speaking calmly!

In his previous life, Li Yan was just like that. At forty years old, his career had reached a standstill, and he became irritable and prone to anger. He often used rhetorical questions.

Mocking others seems to make oneself appear more capable.

Anyone who gets close to him will be affected by his bad mood, but they also consider his career troubles and can only bear it.

What the heck! What gives her the right Just because she married a man, does that mean she has to be his emotional garbage can

It's not her fault that his career isn't going well!

Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan's angry face and for a moment didn't react: “...”

Ning Yuan let out a breath, and inexplicably felt a bit more comfortable in her heart. She then looked at Rong Zhao Nan's stunned expression.

Her pretty eyebrows furrowed: "I'm done talking, get out of my way."

I'm so fed up with these men!

Rong Zhaonan stared at her, pressed his black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and provocatively curled the corner of his lips: "If you don't let go, what can you do"tiny, the Lao Zhibishu family could still accept it.After all, the important thing is that everyone has meat to eat, so why bother to delve into where the meat comes from.Màn Huā couldn't help but exc...