Childhood of ours

  "Mom, is it ginger brown sugar water? I've smelled this smell for a long time." Shen Nanxiao didn't know when he came over, quietly watching his mother busy with joy.

  "Mom... your soup seems to taste a bit strange." Shen Nan Yan leaned in and sniffed lightly, furrowing his brow.

  "Shen's wife glared at him: 'You're just being picky. What's wrong with this soup? As long as it still works, that's all that matters.' Shen's wife, in order to save face, didn't care whether the soup really tasted strange or not, and ignored Shen Nan's criticism, walking out on her own."

  She was about to go upstairs when she found Tang Jiji already sitting on the sofa in the front hall.

  Tang Jiji had indeed run down to the floor just now, and she sat in a corner of the large front hall sofa as usual when she came to Shen's house as a guest. However, it was different from before, and she felt that something had changed. She also vaguely felt that she didn't have much reason to stay at Shen's house anymore.

  Tang Ji looked around the decoration design of Shen's house, still mainly simple and elegant as always, but much more pleasing to the eye than the former golden splendor of Tang's family. This simplicity was everywhere, yet it revealed an unparalleled luxury that she could sense, which was beyond comparison with the former glory of Tang's family. For example, the queen's chair on her left was specially designed by a world-renowned Italian designer, and no one else had the privilege of inviting that famous designer to design for them. This understated luxury was something that Tang's family had never had.

  I remember when Tang Jiji was still young, at that time her parents had not yet divorced, Ji Chuqing would often bring her to the Shen family's house to eat, because the Shen family's chef was a thousand times better than the Tang family's chef. Every time Tang Jiji ran to the Shen family's house, she would always be amazed, almost every place had treasures like that.

  Especially that chaise longue, she likes to sleep on it. Every year, there will be a designer-designed chaise longue of different styles placed there, and every time she comes, she wants to lie down on it and not leave.

  Then Ji Chuqu always joked with her: "How about it? Do you want to marry Shen Nanxian or not? His family is super rich, isn't that right?"

  At that time, Tang Jiji saw that Shen Nan was not there, and her courage grew bigger, humming: "Why should I marry him? He should be the one marrying me!"

  Ji Chu Xi couldn't help but burst out laughing at her confident words, but then she saw Shen Nan Yu slowly walking over from behind, staring at Tang Ji Ji and saying in a low tone: "......Then I'll marry you."

  Tang Jiji: "......"

  Memories seem to be all beautiful, even with so many unhappy ones, yet there are also many happy moments, but they are just a fleeting instant. Tang Jiji opened her eyes and found herself unknowingly climbing onto the noble chair, she seemed to fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes lately, and once asleep, she would dream, dreaming of those youthful years.

  She got up again, only to find that Mrs. Shen was holding a bowl of ginger soup and blowing on it. Mrs. Shen smiled at her: "Ji Ji, you took a nap just now, I brought the medicine over, but it's still a bit hot, let me blow on it for you."

  Tang Jiji's eyes suddenly became moist, and she was terrified that she really couldn't bear it. She almost trembled as she received the spoon, grasped it, and smelled the slightly strange soup flavor that warmed her heart exceptionally.

  "Tang Jiji——" Suddenly, a hand reached out and snatched the bowl of soup from Tang Jiji's hands. She looked up at Shen Nanxiao with a confused expression.

  "Tang Ji, don't drink this ginger soup for now." Shen Nan said calmly, ignoring his mother's gaze that was about to pierce through him.

  "You said don't drink, don't drink?" Tang Jiji gave him a white eye, stretched out his hand and pointed at him: "Give me."

  Shen Nan had no intention of handing it over to her, and the atmosphere was a bit stale.

  The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, and even Mrs. Shen, who was cooking soup, couldn't help but purse her lips and smile secretly. Wasn't it just a bowl of ginger soup? Her son was being too cautious... However, seeing how good her son was to Tang Jiji, Mrs. Shen came out to mediate first.

  "Season, I don't often make soup, so this soup might be a bit problematic. Ah Yi is also afraid of losing its efficacy, he's really worried about you."

  Then, Shen Nanxiang took a sip from the spoon and handed it to Tang Jiji, saying: "Hmm, not bad, warm, the medicine is still working."

  Tang Jiji took the bowl of soup and gave him a fierce stare, deliberately stirring the soup with a look of discontent, then slowly bringing it to her lips, but she felt that there were several different flavors.

  That's Shen Nan's taste.

  "Come on, drink up. Since Ah Jiao said it's fine, then there's nothing to worry about." Madam Shen watched as Tang JiJi downed the drink in one gulp, and flirtatiously raised an eyebrow at Shen Nan Jiao.

  "You speak so professionally, but you're not a medical student." Tang Jiji snorted disdainfully, but didn't deny that after drinking the ginger soup, her whole body felt much more comfortable, although the taste was a bit strange...

  Shen Nan smiled and didn't say anything. Instead, Shen's mother hurriedly said: "Ah Yu's grandfather used to be an old Chinese doctor? Ji Ji, you forgot? It's okay, I'll let Ah Yu tell you about it, I won't disturb you two for now, I know young people always have a lot to talk about... Wait and I'll call you two for dinner."

  Having said that, Mrs. Shen picked up the bowl and was about to leave. But Tang Jiji stood up and said: "No, Mrs. Shen, I have an appointment tonight..." Under Shen Nanxiao's inquiring gaze, he forced himself to explain: "With a high school classmate."