Quick Wear: She Became the Beloved of the Short-lived Male Supporting Character

Jiang Wan took a step forward.

Because of her height, she couldn't block Zhou Changning's sight at all when she stood in front of him.

She could only raise her hand and close it.

The old man lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, Miss Jiang. I dug this out myself last night. I guarantee it's correct. I followed your instructions and only kept the head. I threw the rest off the cliff and smashed the stone tablet."

Jiang Wan gave him a silver ingot and put away all the things.

On the way back, he wanted to help her share the weight of the wooden box, but he was afraid that the wooden box would float in the air and be seen by someone, so he reached out and retracted his hand many times.

In the end, he took the two wooden boxes from Jiang Wan's arms.

It's so late and dark at night, no one should notice.

"Whose head is that? Aren't my mother's and my heads kept in the closet?" Zhou Changning held back for a long time, but couldn't help asking, "Why should we take him back? Is he an important person? Should we take him with us?"

Jiang Wan looked at him intently for a few seconds, "Do you know who Zhou Shixiong is?"

He nodded, "I see. Many people in the yard have been talking about this recently. I've heard them say that many, many years ago, he brought my mother home, and then I was born. Later, Zou Xiping framed my mother for betraying him, and Zhou Shixiong believed her. He killed me, and my mother was so sad that she hugged me and jumped into the well. Is this his skull?"

Jiang Wan didn't expect that he would understand it so clearly.

She nodded: "Yes, I had his grave dug up."

Zhou Changning resisted the urge to kick the skull away and snorted twice: "He is so annoying, why should we leave with his head?"

"It's because he hates it that we dug it out to play with." Jiang Wan said to him, "This is your toy from now on. When we buy a big yard, you can kick it like a football in the yard, and you can also use it to crack walnuts. Whenever you are unhappy, just kick it a few times. Isn't it fun? When you get tired of playing with it, just chop it into pieces and throw it away."

That sounds like it makes sense.

When he is unhappy, he kicks a few times, and looks very relieved.

"But they're a little ugly." Both he and his mother had beautiful bones, and it wasn't scary at all to look at them.

"That's easy. We can wrap vines around it someday. It will look nice and easier to kick."

"Then we should make it more beautiful."

"of course."

"Zhou Changning, Zhou Shixiong..." He held the box, was silent for a moment, and then began to mutter, "Our names have the same characters, I don't like it, I don't want to take his last name, Wanwan, you know how to read, can you help me choose a new name?"

Jiang Wan pretended to think: "But I don't know many words, what name should I give you? I got it!"

He looked expectant: "What what?"

"Little fool, little fool, little monster, little black, little white... Which one do you like?"

The corners of his lips that were raised suddenly fell.

Jiang Wan laughed: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Since you don't like the surname Zhou, let's change it. What do you think of Jiang? Jiang Changning?"

He repeated to himself, "From now on, I will be called Jiang Changning."

"Okay, from now on, Aning is Jiang Changning." Jiang Wan suddenly remembered something, "The spirit tablet also needs to be replaced."

"It's okay, I can do it myself."

Jiang Wan's mouth twitched. How could one make a spirit tablet for oneself?

Forget it, as long as he is happy.

……

Jiang Changning was thinking about leaving here with Jiang Wan and starting their own life somewhere else. Zhou Changning couldn't calm down and wanted to go out for a few rounds and then come back.

He lay quietly beside Jiang Wan, lifted the bed curtain, and looked at the person beside him unscrupulously in the moonlight, with the corners of his lips rising constantly.

Before dawn, there was a period of time when there was no light and the whole room was almost pitch dark. He grasped her sleeve and felt at ease.

The boy had a faint smile on his lips, his head resting on her neck, quietly waiting for the dawn to come.

As long as I can fall asleep holding her in my arms, it doesn’t matter if I don’t have the soft pillow she buys me in the future.

The dawn light dispels the darkness, and the first ray of morning sunlight shines into the room.

The black fog floated into the sunlight and took on human form.

The sun isn't that bad.

He stared at the place under his feet and turned around, wishing that he could grow a shadow someday.

The carriage looks large but not luxurious on the outside, but it has everything you need inside.

The maid knelt in front of Jiang Wan's carved small table, poured her a cup of tea, and placed exquisite snacks on the table. After she was done, she lifted the curtain and walked out, sitting on both sides of the carriage with the driver.

The little girl that Jiang Wan bought was previously called Daya. Jiang Wan changed her name to Mingyue. She was only thirteen or fourteen years old. She was the little girl she met on the way to the human city.

Mingyue's father was addicted to gambling and could not pay off his debts, so he planned to sell her to a brothel to get money to pay off his debts. Jiang Wan bought her.

This girl is not very old, but she is careful and meticulous in her work, and clever enough to know what to say and what not to say. She is quite likable.

The two horses moved forward slowly, their hooves making crisp sounds on the stone slabs.

The driver led the horse through the streets towards the city gate.

Jiang Changning finds everything new and interesting.

When I hear the hawking, my eyes are glued to it.

Simply lifting the curtain of the carriage to let him look outside could no longer satisfy his curiosity.

"Wanwan, I want to go outside and take a look." He said eagerly.

It’s so lively.

Jiang Wan lowered her voice and said, "The sun is so bright..."

"It's okay. I'm not afraid of the sun at all. I'll just sit on the roof and watch."

Jiang Wan followed him, "Go ahead."

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the carriage and sat on the roof of the carriage.

The boy sat cross-legged on the roof of the car, looking around.

The carriage drove out of the city gate.

A little girl queuing at the city gate looked at the carriage.

The little girl in a Taoist robe, with her hair in a bun and a red string tied on her head, wrinkled her fair face immediately when she saw the boy sitting on the roof of the car.

Xie Qiaoyi stretched out his chubby little hand and tugged at his master's sleeve, motioning him to look at the carriage not far away, "Old man, look..."

In broad daylight, there was a little devil sitting in the carriage.

The gray-haired Taoist priest next to her followed her gaze and saw the young man sitting in the carriage and looking around.

The owner of the carriage seemed to have noticed something. She lifted the curtain with her white fingers, revealing an extremely beautiful face. The girl's eyes were clear and bright, yet she showed a calmness that was not expected for her age.

The three people's eyes crossed in the air.

The girl's gaze did not linger on the master and the apprentice. She bent her fingers and knocked on the window. The high-spirited figure of the young man on the roof turned into black mist and floated into the carriage...