NOVEL NEXT Chapter 8
Chapter 8:
That night, after a long day at school, Jiang Feng returned home. As soon as he walked in, he saw his father, Jiang Jiandang, carefully packing chicken soup into an insulated container without acknowledging him.
The container was large, with four compartments. After placing the chicken soup inside, Jiang Jiandang added three other dishes: steamed eggs, chicken broth, and two light stir-fried vegetables. The meal was balanced with both meat and vegetables, looking delicious and well-prepared.
Next to the insulated box was a small plate of wilted greens and half-eaten shredded potatoes—leftovers from a previous meal. It was obvious that these were what Jiang Jiandang had eaten himself, a stark contrast to the well-prepared dishes packed for someone else.
Was the original owner of this body really his own son? The disparity was glaring.
“The food’s on the table. After you eat, wash the dishes yourself,” Jiang Jiandang said, glancing up briefly at Jiang Feng. “Then go to the supermarket and buy some peppers, vegetables, and beef—make sure to get tendon meat. Also, grab a pound of spare ribs. Sunny’s weak and needs to be nourished. Oh, and get a chicken too.”
Jiang Feng reached out his hand.
“What?” Jiang Jiandang asked, confused. “If you can’t remember all that, write it down on your phone. You’ll need to get up early tomorrow to go to the morning market for the freshest stuff. If you’re late, you can go to the supermarket and get frozen goods.”
“Money,” Jiang Feng said flatly.
“What?”
“Give me 500 yuan for the groceries, and I’ll buy everything you need.”
500 yuan? Jiang Jiandang’s face darkened instantly. His son was asking him for money to buy groceries? His eyes widened in disbelief, and anger started to rise within him.
“Didn’t your mother give you living expenses? Are you out of money already? I’m your father! You’re buying food for the house, and you still want me to give you money?”
In the past, Jiang Feng had always been obedient. Grocery shopping had never been a problem. Jiang Jiandang would just sit back, while his wife gave Jiang Feng money to buy groceries, and Jiang Feng would go without complaint. But the current Jiang Feng wasn’t willing to tolerate that anymore.
“The money my mother gave me is for me and her. If you want to buy food for He Minglang, you can spend your own money. Neither my mother nor I agreed to help him.” Jiang Feng’s tone was cold. He glanced at the cold dishes on the table and calmly started eating the stir-fried vegetables and rice that had been left for him.
The stir-fried beef and chicken were hearty dishes, filled with large chunks of meat that looked mouthwatering. Each bite was flavorful, with the rich taste of garlic, ginger, and tender meat. The flavors were exquisite, almost melting on the tongue.
“What are you doing?!” Jiang Jiandang shouted, his face twisted in anguish. “That’s for Minglang! Put those chopsticks down! Your food is over there!” He pointed at the small plate of leftovers.
Jiang Jiandang’s heart ached. He had spent so much time preparing that meal, using ingredients he had carefully saved. Now, seeing Jiang Feng eat it all, his anger erupted.
“That food is for Minglang! Don’t you know he’s sick? You’ve refused to donate your bone marrow, and now you’re eating his meal? If you eat it, what will he have?!”
Jiang Feng said nothing. He simply continued eating, carefully picking out each piece of meat, savoring every bite. He wasn’t going to waste a single morsel.
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