Transmigrated as Cannon Fodder — I Rise to Female Lead Through Hard Work-Chapter 97: Pretending to Be Drunk

Yi Roujing, who had never taken care of anyone before, looked at Ding Ancheng, who was supposedly drunk and being helped to bed by Yi Weiliang, and sighed.

"Sis, you rest, I’ll wipe him down." Yi Weiliang couldn’t bear to see his sister waiting on someone, so he fetched water and brought over a cloth towel.

"His alcohol tolerance is so low, just a few drinks and he’s like this. I didn’t even try hard." Yi Weiliang muttered.

"Why get him drunk?" Yi Roujing said helplessly.

"Last time when he came to the house, he was so arrogant. I couldn’t stand it, so this time I got back at him and gave you some relief as well." Yi Weiliang grinned.

"But this kid’s attitude is really good this time. No matter what I say, he doesn’t get mad, just smiles at me. Sis, what’s going on? Is it that he likes you a lot?" Yi Weiliang asked with his eyes bright and full of concern.

Yi Roujing couldn’t help but chuckle. She wasn’t sure, but hearing this made her heart uncontrollably speed up.

"Third Brother, he’s older than you, why call him a kid? Also, don’t do this next time." Yi Roujing took the cloth from Yi Weiliang and began to wipe Ding Ancheng’s face and hands, while Yi Weiliang helped remove Ding Ancheng’s shoes.

"Now you’re defending him, seems like this fella treats you well." Yi Weiliang smiled with squinted eyes, "I knew my little sister was blessed, you’re so pretty and kind-hearted, only a fool wouldn’t like you... no, even a fool would like you."

"Weiliang, what are you still doing inside? Go to your own room." Liu Huilan saw her youngest son standing like a candle in the room of the son-in-law and daughter and quickly pulled him out.

Yi Roujing lowered her head and smiled with curved eyes, and as she moved the cloth to Ding Ancheng’s face, she suddenly met a pair of deep eyes, open and filled with amusement, completely sober.

Yi Roujing raised an eyebrow, "Pretending?"

"Not entirely." Ding Ancheng sat up with a smile, took the cloth from Yi Roujing’s hand, and wiped his own face briefly, "Father-in-law’s treasured liquor packs quite a punch, I drank quite a bit, a full six glasses."

"If I didn’t act drunk, the liquor would run out and father-in-law and the others might have had too much." Ding Ancheng said with a light laugh.

"Tsk, do you want me to praise you?" Yi Roujing clicked her tongue.

"Sure, I’d love to hear it." Ding Ancheng put down the cloth and looked straight at Yi Roujing.

As if there was a vortex in his eyes, drawing her in, Yi Roujing seriously doubted he was using charm to his advantage and hurriedly turned to flee.

But Ding Ancheng pulled her with his right hand, making her sit on the bed, and moved forward a bit, holding her in his arms. That wasn’t enough, he wrapped his arms around her, locking her in place, "Third Brother was pretty rough earlier, you aren’t the same, gentle and soft, I like it."

Yi Roujing’s cheeks must have turned red. Her eyes couldn’t settle, drifting around randomly, her back hot, and her front was firmly held in place; she couldn’t break free.

"Aren’t you going to sleep?" Yi Roujing didn’t even know what to say, these words just slipped out.

"Let’s sleep together." Ding Ancheng exerted strength with his arms, lifted her onto the bed, and placed her on his lap, then reached out and removed the embroidered cloth shoes Yi Roujing was wearing.

"Hey, hey, I wasn’t planning to sleep..." Her refusal was promptly silenced, with a cool, wintry alcohol scent rushing into her mouth, Yi Roujing felt as if she was truly drunk.

After leaving the person in his embrace dizzy and confused with kisses, Ding Ancheng finally let her go, lying down with her.

"What do you plan to do this afternoon?" His deep voice, slightly hoarse and charming, brought chaos to Yi Roujing’s thoughts.

"Hmm?" Ding Ancheng didn’t get a response, so he gave a gentle nibble.

"You—" Yi Roujing glared cutely in anger, but it held no threat.

"Take me to the places you used to visit?" Ding Ancheng coaxed gently.

The places she used to go, Yi Roujing instantly thought of Qingyun Mountain, near where several production teams bordered, where she picked lingzhi and ginseng. However, they used to ascend from the Dingping Production Team back then.

Qingyun Mountain was vast and deep, previously she had gone with her grandfather Liu Qinghai from the Wan Tang Production Team up the mountain to recognize herbs and such, but only around the edges. Once, they ventured deeper to a small wooden cabin, built by Liu Qinghai himself, which became their secret base.

Yi Roujing didn’t expect that the most significant place in her memories was on the mountain, apart from Wan Tang Production Team and Xintang Production Team, which weren’t much worth visiting now since her grandparents had passed away and Liu Huilan was an only child.

Many people had advised Liu Qinghai to adopt a child, so there would be someone to carry on, and he nearly agreed. But due to special circumstances, traditional medicine became a sensitive profession, and the matter was dropped. Yet after Liu Qinghai’s death, several relatives wanted a piece of the pie, insisting that their sons should perform the funeral rites for Liu Qinghai for inheritance rights.

In the end, they got nothing, and Liu Huilan completely severed ties with her maternal family.

"Shall we go explore the mountain?" Yi Roujing also wanted to revisit the small wooden cabin, remembering that her grandfather had hidden many things there.

"Dad, Mom, I’m taking Ding Ancheng for a walk nearby, we’ll be back later." Yi Roujing informed Yi Shunyin and Liu Huilan.

"Mom, can I have the key to Grandpa’s house?"

"Don’t talk to those people, okay?" Liu Huilan advised, feeling reassured by Ding Ancheng’s presence, and handed over the key.

Yi Roujing had Ding Ancheng ride his bicycle and take her, both heading to the Wan Tang Production Team.

It was during the lunch break, and they didn’t encounter many people on the way. Upon reaching the Wan Tang Production Team, Yi Roujing, recalling her memory, arrived at a brick house at the foot of the mountain, took out a key to unlock the door, and pushed the bicycle inside.

The uninhabited courtyard was exceptionally clean, and Yi Roujing knew her family must visit often to tidy up. Inside, everything was set as she remembered, though the lively people had become black-and-white photos on the wall of the main room.

"Ding Ancheng, that’s my grandfather and grandmother." The people in the photo looked young and full, with gentle smiles at the corners of their mouths. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Grandfather, Grandmother, I’m Ding Ancheng, Jing’s husband." Ding Ancheng introduced himself earnestly.

Watching the particularly serious and solemn Ding Ancheng, Yi Roujing had a thought that maybe this person truly intended to spend a lifetime with her.

"What are you thinking about so seriously?" Yi Roujing had been lost in thought until Ding Ancheng stood right in front of her, and she snapped out of it.

"I’ll take you to the mountain, to the secret base I had with Grandpa." Yi Roujing rarely showed such a solemn expression, perhaps always keeping in mind that she wasn’t the original, planning to live her own life, but now things seemed a bit different.