This Quick Transmigration Experience Is A Bit Sweet Chapter 20

Chapter 20 Like A Retard

Zong Yuan returned home at about 6:30 in the evening and Zong Xiao’mo was sweeping the garbage outside the house. Her long hair fell from behind her ears, giving her an educated look,  "Brother, you’re back."

Zong Yuan made a noise of agreement and he put down the carrying pole that was on his body and looked around, "Where's mom?r"

Zong Xiao’mo replied, "I heard that a big boss came today and brought a lot of things to the neighbors in the village. Mom went to watch the fun and to see if we could get anything good out of it."

Zong Yuan washed his face with a basin of water. He took off his drenched tanktop and casually threw it in the clothes washing basin. There were a lot of wheat awns stuck to his tight muscles and Zong Xiao’mo helped him pick them off, "Brother, you’re muscles are so hard."

Zong Yuan replied, "It’s due to doing a lot of exercise."

Zong Xiao’mo curled her lips, "I don’t mean to complain about our mom, but other people ran over there to watch and she followed them too, if she had that time, she should have used it to make dinner instead."

Zong Yuan dipped a towel in the water and wiped his body hastily, "I'm going to start the fire, you can go back in and rest."

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"I'm not tired," Zong Xiao’mo said, "Brother, mom said you won't return to the army, is that true?."

Zong Yuan paused before continuing to speak, "It’s true."

He was originally a member of the army. He worked hard and enthusiastically, and he loved and was loyal to the army. Because his comrade sacrificed himself to protect him during a mission, he suffered from psychological stress, and chose to withdraw after careful consideration.

Zong Xiao’mo nodded, "That's a pity."

In less than ten minutes, Chen Hong’mei stepped into the house with joy while holding a glass bottle in her hand, "Daughter, look at what Mom got back for you."

Zong Xiao’mo took the object over to have a look, "Mom, this is men's perfume, I can't use it, let my brother use it."

Chen Hong’mei was surprised, "Perfume can be divided into male and female?"

She sniffed her hand and it was full of the remaining scent of the perfume. She couldn’t tell the difference. Men use perfume too?

"Son, then I’ll leave it in your room. Oh, right, later when we finish eating, we have to send some of our own peaches and pears, cucumbers and potatoes to that big boss. Even if he doesn't want money, we can’t take advantage of him. But our family doesn’t have any meat or fish; the gifts are a bit shabby."

Zong Yuan  replied, "Okay."

Chen Hongmei got the two of them to stay in the room. Shr cooked in a wok with swift movements, and on the cutting board were the tofu, shallots and chilies, which were already all cut by Zong Xiaomo, to be used.

Zong Yuan stood at the window looking at her and he lit a cigarette. Zong Xiaomo was caught off guard by the strong smell and coughed a few times. When she looked up, she saw her brother’s smile.

"Brother, what are you smiling at?"

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Zong Yuan was reminded of Fu Xin and he still remembered the scene when he coughed because of the smell of smoke. However, afterwards, the guy fell in love with the smell of cigarettes in his mouth. As long as he smoked, Fu Xin would definitely kiss him.

Zong Yuan weakened his smile and said, "Nothing."

He found two baskets, washed the fruits and vegetables his family grew, arranged them in the baskets, and handed them to Zong Xiao’mo. "While Mom is cooking, let's give them to him and by the time we return, it will be just in time for dinner."

He recognized the perfume brand, and these items from his family would definitely be able to it certainly couldn't offset the cost. However, rich people all have a problem in common; the can nonchalantly give these items to the villagers, so they never really cared about the money..

 Zong Xiao’mo, "Okay."

There was no need to ask for directions since everyone in the Li Village knew each other, so if newcomers moved in, everyone will know about it within half a day.

Along the way, many young girls with their hair braided into two pigtails rushed past them, and they embarrassedly left behind a line, "Brother Zong’yuan".

Zong Xiao’mo chuckled, "Brother, Er’ya passed by us three times just now and you didn't even notice."

Zong Yuan stayed silent for a moment, "Which one was Er’ya?"

Zong Xiao mo, "..."

 Alright, her brother should be forgiven. With that many girls passing by them, it was normal to not notice them since they wore similar clothing and the same hairstyle.

After Jiang Sheng’yan dealt with the curious colony of people who looked like they came to observe a monkey, the smiley expression on his face suddenly disappeared. He was so tired. He stretched out on a chair and felt his stomach growling as soon as he rested.

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Aunt Lin, who cleaned up the house, came here only once every two or three days. The air conditioner and refrigerator weren’t installed yet, so there was no place for him to eat.

Jiang Sheng’yan regretted coming to the countryside, "I won't starve to death, will I?"

He rummaged through the suitcase, and found nothing to eat. He ended up making himself feel frustrated and he kicked the suitcase abruptly and he sulked by himself.

Zong Yuan and his sister came at this time.

Zong Yuan knocked the door with the door knocker, "Anyone here?"

Jiang Sheng’yan heard the voice, but he didn't want to pay attention to it, and he vaguely wondered whether he had heard this voice before. 

Zong Yuan knocked three more times without any rush, "Is anyone there?"

The more he heard it, the more familiar it sounded. Jiang Shengyan quickly walked over, and opened the door. He stood on the steps and looked down at Zong Yuan, "Woah, it's you, why are you standing at my door and blocking my sunlight?" "

Zong Xiao’mo looked at the sky and the sun was almost gone and the moon was about to appear. The corners of her mouth twitched.

Zong Yuan's expression remained unchanged, "Giving  something to you to thank you for giving my mom stuff."

Although he didn't even know what Zong Yuan's mother looked like, let alone what he gave to his mom, Jiang Sheng’yan deliberately looked at the two baskets with disgust, and picked at the items with his hand, "What are these things even? "

Zong Xiao’mo gritted her teeth. What kind of big rich boss is he, such terrible behaviour.

Zong Yuan grabbed Jiang Sheng’yan’s wrist, "Don’t touch it if you don’t like it, have you washed even your hands?

His strength was so great that Jiang Sheng’yan even after yanking his hand away twice, he still couldn’t get his arm out.

"Let me go"

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Zong Yuan let go of his wrist. A red encircling mark was left on his fair skin. Jiang Sheng’yan was so angered, "You freakin’ ---."

Before his words were finished, a growling noise was sounded.

The two people that were present looked at Jiang Sheng’yan's stomach.

Zong Xiao’mo tried hard to keep her laughter in and Jiang Shengyan's face turned bluish, Zong Yuan glanced at him up and down and his lips were curved half-way. It was obvious that he was entertained by President Jiang, "Terribly hungry?"

Jiang Sheng’yan replied, "Who let this broken place to not even have a restaurant."

With the basket in his arms, Zong Yuan led his sister back home and he dragged out his voice, "Since he doesn’t care for these things, then let's just go."

The only thing Jiang Sheng’yan could eat was held firmly in Zong Yuan’s arms.

Jiang Sheng’yan was angered to the point his teeth became itchy, but he couldn't put away his pride and he just watched Zong Yuan walk slowly away. He felt more hungry with every step that hillbilly took.

Zong Yuan walked for about ten steps, and still decided to stop and turn back, "I wonder if this big boss is interested in going home with us for dinner."

 Jiang Sheng’yan's face brightened up like how the sky cleared up after the rain and with a smug smile, he quickly caught up to them, "I’ll reluctantly accept your invitation. Also, I'm not called ‘big boss’, I'm Jiang Sheng’yan."

"Oh." Zong Yuan didn't say anything special, and didn't plan to introduce himself to President Jiang.

Seeing that Boss Jiang's complexion started to look bad again, Zong Xiao’mo tried to make a rescue, "My name is Zong Xiao’mo and this is my brother, his name is Zong Yuan."

President Jiang ignored Zong Xiao’mo and stared at Zong Yuan, "Where’s your politeness?"

These lines were all what Zong Yuan said this morning.

Zong Yuan didn't know why he found this a bit funny. Jiang Shengyan didn't look like the president of a big company, but rather like a retard.

With a strong laughing intention in his voice, "Jiang Sheng’yan, hello, my name is Zong Yuan."

Zong Yuan’s voice was the standard deep voice, so it was fine if he spoke normally, but if he added a little bit of emotion, his voice could give the listener goose-bumps.

 Jiang Sheng’yan entire body was covered with his goose bumps and frowned with dissatisfaction, "Can you speak normally?"

Could there be something wrong with Zong Yuan?

Zong Xiao’mo thought in her mind, how did my brother not speak normally?

When Chen Hong'mei took out the fragrant crispy golden-brown pan-fried buns, she saw the big boss following behind her son and daughter.

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She quickly put down the plate and greeted them anxiously, "Woah, what's going on?"

Zong Xiao’mo explained, "Mom, Mr. Jiang just moved here so he can’t cook and eat yet. Brother invited him to our house for dinner."

Being called mister in other outside places was the most normal thing, but hearing this in a mountain village made Jiang Sheng’yan feel weird.

 He said, "Just call my name."

Both Chen Hong’mei and Zong Xiao’mo looked uncomfortable, and Jiang Sheng’yan regretted coming over to eat. Zong Yuan motioned to him to sit down, "Mom, stop spacing out. Since there’s a guest here, cook some more dishes. Sister. take some alcohol from my room."

"Okay."

"Sure."

Chen Hong’mei moved quickly and soon served a few plates of home-cooked dishes. She was a little embarrassed, "Big boss, eat some. There are no meats in these simple dishes. If I had known that you were going to come, I would have killed a chicken. I'm really sorry."

These were all homegrown vegetables and were not chemically treated, and with Chen Hong’mei's excellent culinary skills, the fragrant aroma would rush into one’s nose. Even before eating it, one would know that it was delicious.

Jiang Shengyan swallowed his saliva, "Don’t worry, it’s very good."

He raised his head and looked around and then he tugged at the corner of Zong Yuan's shirt. With a slight command in his tone, "Sit next to me."

Other than Zong Yuan was a male, the rest were females and the table was not very big, so even though he also hated this man named Zong Yuan, it was at least not as awkward to sit with the same gender.

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The familiar way of pulling at the corner of his shirt and the same tugging strength put Zong Yuan into a daze.  When he came back to his senses,  he was already sitting next to Jiang Sheng’yan.

Jiang Shengyan glanced at Zong Yuan unexpectedly, "Hey, you are pretty easy to persuade"

 "Scram," Zong Yuan subconsciously waved away Jiang Sheng’yan's hand that was holding the corner of his shirt, and then he realized what he just did. He wiped his face and apologized to President Jiang, whose face has darkened, "I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood. "

Jiang Sheng Yanqi's breathing became more heavy, "You act like this when you’re in a f*cking bad mood?"

Zong Yuan knocked on the side of the bowl and felt irritated,  "I said I'm sorry already, what else do you want?"

Sh*t

Jiang Sheng’yan almost exploded and used a classic quote, "If saying sorry is useful, then what are the police needed for?1"

Sorry, Zong Yuan couldn't hold it in since Jiang Sheng’yan made him laugh.

He laughed loudly, his sharp eyebrows revealed traces of being amused, which inexplicably calmed Jiang Sheng’yan's mood. He asked with a straight face, "What are you laughing about?"

Zong Yuan poured him a glass of beer, "Big Boss Jiang, you are quite cute."

 F*ck off, cute my ass. 

I'll give you the middle finger, take it and no need to thank me. 

Translator’s Note

1. ---

   “If saying sorry is useful, then what are the police needed for?” 如果对不起有用的话还要警察干嘛“

This is a famous quote from the drama “Boys Over Flowers”. 

I have recently updated Chapter 18 with a drawing of Zong Yuan and Fu Xin to celebrate the ending of World One. If you haven't seen it yet, please head over to the bottom of Chapter 18 or click here to have a look. Please tell me if you would like me to include more of my drawings in this web novel!

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