Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 1715 - 936: How Long Is It?

Inside a private room at a rural tourist spot near Huishui River, the air conditioning hummed at a comfortable warmth as night fell.

Zhuang Jianhui, Lin Zida, and a group of other young boys and girls were engrossed in a game of "Fight the Landlord." Boss Yang himself brought over the barbecued delicacies, filling the air with a lively, bustling energy.

A bespectacled young man with a scholarly air remarked, "The Wu Brothers have managed to drag someone from the judicial and political sectors down with them. Jianhui, from this point forward, all judicial, prosecutorial, and police matters in Yuzhou will fall under your father's purview."

Though still young, many of those present came from families with political ties, and they grasped the implications of this statement. If Mr. Zhuang took one more step forward, he would ascend to the position of mayor.

Yuzhou, currently experiencing rapid development bolstered by Evergreen Liquid, was showing signs of catching up to An City, possessing a future brimming with limitless potential!

This group, having grown up together since childhood, had formed a close-knit community with shared interests, and numerous families had begun making significant investments in Yuzhou.

Zhuang Jianhui offered a smile. His father's position was not his primary concern; his sole desire was to see the Wu Brothers utterly vanquished, including the unbearable Wu Yunzhi, and witness his gradual descent into despair.

Amidst the general merriment, they suddenly observed that Gong Jin, who typically reveled in showing off, appeared somewhat subdued this particular evening.

Lin Zida inquired, "Brother Jin, why don't you let us visit your class sometime?"

Gong Jin inwardly mused, 'If they knew where my seat was, I'd be utterly mortified!'

His voice was soft and somewhat muffled as he responded, "I've been having too much enjoyment in Class 8 lately, and I'm currently managing relationships with several girls there."

Lin Zida chimed in with support, "Wow, Brother Jin, you're really living the good life! Class 8 does have so many attractive girls!"

Wei Zishan, who was lingering near Yuzhou, expressed curiosity, "Just how pretty are they?"

Lin Zida retrieved his phone, stating, "I recall someone once posted a video from the New Year's party."

He scrolled through his QQ space for a while until he unearthed a clip of Bai Yuxia performing a dance.

"Such graceful poise, I could never learn that, never," Wei Zishan sighed.

The other boys and girls leaned in with curiosity. Despite their privileged backgrounds and acquaintance with many beautiful individuals, they were still captivated by the sight of the girl in the white skirt dancing.

With a hint of envy, they remarked, "Brother Jin, you truly picked a fantastic class!"

Gong Jin managed a strained smile. "Haha, I'm indeed juggling interactions with the girls from Class 8."

Wei Zishan, gnawing on a kebab, interjected, "Juggling? With your abilities, shouldn't you just make your move directly?"

Suddenly, the formidable image of Pang Jiao, as imposing as Mount Tai, flashed through Gong Jin's mind. He quickly shook his head, murmuring, "Can't make a move, can't make a move."

"So modest, haha!"

...

Inside Xue Yuantong's modest room.

Boss Yang had arrived earlier, bringing a platter of kebabs and assorted fruit slices.

Jiang Ning selected a skewer of roasted squid and reclined on the sofa, idly browsing his QQ space.

Liu Chuandao had posted: "If you're car-less at twenty, it signifies a lack of family background. If you're car-less at twenty-five, it means insufficient effort. If you still lack a car by thirty, you're utterly without hope. This isn't motivational rhetoric; it's stark reality!"

Below it, Cui Yu commented, "When are you planning to repay the twenty yuan you owe me?"

Lu Qiqi posted: "I've always desired a gold bracelet; I finally bought one for myself today. Turns out it was only 1000 yuan; I had imagined it would cost 10 million."

Jiang Ning noticed that Yu Wen, among those who had liked the post, was conspicuously absent. He surmised that she had likely blocked Yu Wen individually.

Ma Shicheng offered a comment below: "So, women can indeed purchase things independently; I was under the impression gold was exclusively sold to men!"

Tang Fu shared a photograph showcasing her long legs, the kind that would undoubtedly incite Tongtong's ire upon viewing.

Jiang Yanan expressed her astonishment: "Oh my goodness, I've grown up, and this is the very first time I've encountered someone with the exact same name as me!"

Chen Siyu commented below: "What is her name?"

Jiang Yanan replied to Chen Siyu, her response a single question mark indicating confusion.

As Jiang Ning continued his browsing, a notification suddenly appeared.

Xin Youling sent over a photograph; she was seen feeding stray cats with pieces of sausage:

"This little kitten is so endearing; its fur pattern is shaped like a heart."

"And it's remarkably well-behaved and gentle, showing no fear of people at all."

Jiang Ning responded, "That's because you are also a kind-hearted person."

In a certain park, Xin Youling gazed at the message displayed on her screen, then at the small cat diligently consuming the sausage. A flicker of bewilderment seemed to momentarily lift from her expression.

Temporary setbacks are insignificant; what is truly to be feared is the inability to recover.

After a brief exchange of further messages, Xin Youling announced she was cycling her way home.

Meanwhile, Xue Yuantong and Xue Chuchu were engaged in a fierce battle within Summoner's Rift. Xue Yuantong let out a victorious battle cry, "Three, two, one!"

Following this, she and Chuchu surged forward in a coordinated assault, resulting in Chuchu's Frost Archer being surrounded and eliminated.

Xue Chuchu's silence descended.

Jiang Ning offered his commendation: "Your bravery was commendable."

"Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning, could you grab me a skewer of those crispy pork bones?"

Xue Yuantong was loudly munching, her mouth stained with spices.

Jiang Ning provided her with a napkin and a bottle of AD calcium.

Xue Yuantong perceived her current life as exceedingly blissful; she speared a piece of shaved sugarcane, offering it back to Jiang Ning.

This treat was purchased by Jiang Ning after evening self-study, from a stall run by an art student.

Observing Jiang Ning partake.

Xue Yuantong blinked, inquiring, "Is it sweet?"

"It is sweet."

Indeed, the art student possessed skill, and his fruits were of superior quality.

Xue Yuantong then posed another question, "Was that the sweetest one you've ever tasted?"

Jiang Ning responded, "Certainly not."

She pouted slightly, "Hmph, fine, you went and secretly enjoyed something delicious without me again!"

Jiang Ning chuckled, "You are the sweetest."

Xue Yuantong's expression paused for a fleeting moment before erupting into a radiant smile; she playfully warned, "Stop talking such nonsense, alright?"

She turned her head away, feigning indifference.

Chuchu, who had been observing the scene, felt out of place.

Believing she was intruding, she quietly departed.

Following Chuchu's exit, Tongtong resumed her gaming, perhaps due to her addiction or the desire to prolong her time with Jiang Ning.

Their neighbor, Aunt Gu, initiated a voice call, inquiring about her return home.

Xue Yuantong playfully responded, "I've had a bit to drink today; I'll head back later."

"What did you drink?" Aunt Gu questioned.

"Two bottles of white, one bottle of red. Let me clear my head first."

Aunt Gu grew flustered, rapidly throwing back her quilt to rush over. Upon inspection, she discovered Tongtong had consumed two bottles of AD calcium and one bottle of Wangzi milk.

After a gentle reprimand, Aunt Gu, still concerned for her daughter's well-being, instructed Jiang Ning, "When this game concludes, make sure she comes home."

Tongtong had a persistent issue with not growing taller. She had learned from industry sources that during adolescence, adequate nutrition and sufficient sleep were crucial for growth.

Before departing, Aunt Gu cast a glance at her daughter, thinking, 'Who told you not to work hard.'

She couldn't help but sigh, 'If only Jiang Ning were a bit shorter, that would be ideal.'

Jiang Ning checked his phone, advising, "Play for another half hour, then it's time to head home."

Upon hearing Jiang Ning set a time limit, Xue Yuantong suddenly felt a sense of urgency.

She began playing the current game at a significantly slower pace, inadvertently exceeding the allotted half hour. Secretly continuing, the time extended to forty minutes, then fifty.

A sense of quiet delight washed over her, having gained an additional twenty minutes, when the next second, she felt a warm hand descend upon her head.

Jiang Ning, aware of her thoughts, said, "Alright, let's go home first. We'll have plenty of time later on."

Xue Yuantong lifted her small face, her eyes sparkling, "But a lifetime only holds so much time, doesn't it?"