I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 225 Damn Masochism

Chapter 225 Damn Masochism
Under Jiang Anning's murderous gaze, Duan Qingshan knelt down straight.

His knee hit the brick floor with a bang, and without thinking, he knew that a lot of force was used.

The chopping board that was originally placed next to the stove also fell to the ground with a crackling sound due to the people's panic movements. Finally, no one knew where it hit, but it cracked.

The vegetables that had just been picked and placed on the chopping board were now all scattered on the ground.

"S-Sorry... I-I didn't mean it."

Duan Qingshan looked at the mess he had made helplessly, stumbling over his tongue and unable to speak.

"I-I won't peek."

He lowered his head, as if he was terrified about being caught.

Jiang Anning looked down at his knees.

There are now more red plum blossoms on the white gauze.

Looking at the scattered vegetables and cracked chopping board around him, Jiang Anning took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, retracted his gaze, and ignored him.

[Duan Qingshan’s blackening progress is 3%]

Jiang Anning:...

Kneel down, kneel down!

If you are willing to kneel, then kneel down!
I'd rather kneel down and die!
Jiang Anning cursed fiercely in his heart and kneaded the dough in his hands very hard.

Originally, she didn't plan to make hand-rolled noodles, which is a food that requires a lot of effort.

I'm actually a little angry.

boom! boom! boom!
Jiang Anning slammed the dough on the chopping board, making a bang bang sound.

Every time she fell, Duan Qingshan would shiver, and it was obvious that he was very scared.

In his opinion, what Jiang Anning was hitting was not the dough, but himself who was being kneaded and rounded.

boom!
Jiang Anning smashed the dough harder and harder, and even made several cracks on the chopping board with the soft dough.

Just as he was about to throw his hands a few more times to vent his anger, Duan Qingshan came forward on his knees, held the man's hand, and carefully advised: "Master, be careful not to hurt your hands."

On his fierce face, he showed a timid expression, which was very incongruous: "If you are angry, just hit me."

"Throwing dough hurts my hands, so hitting you won't hurt my hands either?"

Duan Qingshan was obviously stunned. After a long while, he said very seriously: "My Lord, what you said makes sense. Then you tell me how you want to punish me, and I will do it myself."

Jiang Anning was so angry that she laughed.

"roll!"

Damn masochist!

She kicked the man away, but did not take out her anger on the dough.

After rolling out the dough with a rolling pin, stack them up into a strip and cut them neatly into equal portions with a knife.

The water in the pot had just started to boil, bubbling, with hot white mist rising up.

She shook the cut hand-rolled noodles, dipped some dry flour on them, and casually grabbed two handfuls and threw them into the pot.

Duan Qingshan was kneeling not far away, carefully watching people's faces. He was caught again, and hurriedly lowered his head, almost crawling on the ground.

Jiang Anning stirred the pot twice and tilted her head to continue looking at him.

Duan Qingshan felt a strong gaze staring at him, and he felt panic in his heart, not knowing what to do. However, he endured the pressure and raised his head again, looking at Jiang Anning cautiously: "My Lord..."

He felt that Jiang Anning's silence now was truly tormenting.

If he had a choice, he would rather be beaten.

It would be much more comfortable to just kill him and be done with it than to live in fear like this!
But he dared not say it.

Jiang Anning looks scary...

"My lord, I was wrong." Can you give him a quick death?

Duan Qingshan's ferocious face was gradually replaced by a look of pain, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Jiang Anning didn't say anything and continued to stir the noodles in the pot. He glanced unintentionally at the pile of vegetables that Duan Qingshan had knocked over on the ground.

Thinking about how Jiang An Ning had asked him to pick vegetables as soon as he entered the kitchen, Duan Qingshan suddenly had an idea. He crawled over in a hurry and picked up the vegetable leaves on the ground. He picked out the edible, good, and complete leaves and put them in the dustpan. He picked up those that had been broken and smashed and threw them into the泔水桶.

Jiang Anning glanced at the person and showed a rare look of satisfaction.

Ah!
Damn masochist!

He still has some sense!
Duan Qingshan guessed, this should be quite satisfactory?
He thought for a moment, picked up the good leaves, cleaned them again, took them out to fetch water from the well, washed them, and then brought them to Jiang An Ning, respectfully offering them with both hands: "Master, the vegetables are all picked."

Jiang Anning glanced at it lightly and hummed lightly.

Seeing that no one said anything else, Duan Qingshan didn't dare to move. He just raised his hands and held the winnowing basket filled with clean vegetables.

[Hiss! The goose girl seems to have really been reset! ]

[I feel the same way... How come my delicate and fragile daughter suddenly turned into a devil? ]

[The dog training technique is so skillful, it is definitely not the weak and timid female goose from before]

[What kind of plot did the dog barrage reset for me? How did my cute and soft sweet and peaceful daughter goose become like this! ! Give me back my good daughter goose! ! ]

[Give me back my sweet, soft, and sweet little girl! ! ]

In the barrage, words such as [Give me back my sweet, soft, and sweet little girl!!] were quickly flooding the screen.

Jiang Anning paused while stirring the noodles.

It seems that the people who are watching the barrage now are the same people as before?
So... nothing really happened?
But, what the hell is this so soft, delicate and fragrant?

She thought about it seriously for a while and felt that it was very likely that the people who sent the barrage had been replaced and were not the same people she had seen before.

otherwise……

What kind of person must be able to use such strange words as delicate, soft, fragrant, and obedient to describe her after watching her kill Zhao Yinlian, Zhou Ran, and Zhao Hai in a row?

It must be a change of personnel.

Jiang Anning shook his head and no longer paid attention to the barrage.

For her, it is not very important whether the people in the barrage have changed.

Nothing has changed, she is still alive and well, and she has truly changed. Her original miserable fate of death by domestic violence is enough.

Thinking of this, Jiang Anning breathed a sigh of relief.

After the noodles were out of the pot, Jiang Anning picked a few vegetables and threw them into the pot with the noodle soup. After they were cooked, they were placed on the noodles.

She put lard, shrimp, chopped pickled mustard tubers and soy sauce in the bowl, rinsed it with noodle soup, and then picked out the noodles.

Then place the blanched vegetables on top.

Two bowls of identical vegetable noodle soup are good enough.

Jiang Anning glanced at Duan Qingshan and still said nothing.

He took two bowls of noodles and went to the dining room.

Duan Qingshan hesitated for a while, put down the winnowing basket filled with vegetables, gritted his teeth, stood up with pain, and limped after him.

Seeing someone following him, Jiang An Ning felt a little satisfied.

On the bowl of noodles opposite, there was a pair of chopsticks.

Duan Qingshan swallowed his saliva, and was just hesitating whether to go forward to eat, trying to figure out what Jiang Anning's silence meant, when he heard someone say indifferently, "Sit down and eat."

"Of course, if you insist on eating on your knees, that's fine too."

"what ever."

Duan Qingshan, who was about to get up, knelt down again after hearing the words. When he heard "it's up to you", he felt something was wrong and stood up again with a hunched back.

He was struggling over whether to sit down or not, and he was unsure of Jiang Anning's mood, so he finally dared to stand aside and eat with the bowl of noodles. The noodles boiled in plain water had no taste, but the soup with lard and soy sauce, mixed with the chewy and fragrant hand-rolled noodles, immediately increased his appetite.

He hadn't eaten or drunk anything for almost a day, and had been kneeling for most of the day, so he was already starving.

At this moment, I am so hungry that my appetite is running wildly because of a simple bowl of noodle soup.

In just three or two bites, he finished the whole bowl of noodles, without even any soup left.

He licked his lips, still feeling a little unsatisfied.

"There's still more in the pot."

Jiang Anning had just finished a mouthful of noodles, wiped her mouth delicately, put down her chopsticks, and looked up at the person.

"Eh!"

Duan Qingshan was holding the empty bowl, looking very reserved. He carefully looked at the man's face for a while, making sure that the man did not look angry. He immediately took the bowl, strode to the kitchen, and served himself another bowl of noodles.

Following Jiang Anning's example, he put lard, shrimps, and soy sauce in the bowl one by one...but the taste of the mixture seemed to be lacking something.

But it’s good enough as long as there is something to eat.

He held the bowl and returned to the dining room, standing opposite Jiang An Ning, slurping the noodles obediently.

"It's tiring for me to see you standing like this."

Jiang Anning looked up at the person and was about to say "sit down and eat" when he saw the person squatting down with a bowl of noodles, looking pitiful and aggrieved.

The corners of her mouth twitched. She felt that it was too incongruous for such a ferocious face to make such an aggrieved expression.

Seeing that the man refused to sit down, Jiang An Ning didn't say anything else.

Let him do as he pleases.

He lowered his head and continued to eat the noodles in his bowl.

Seeing that the man seemed no longer angry, Duan Qingshan started to eat noodles in small sips again.

He moved very carefully, fearing that he would make too much noise and disturb others...but the more careful he was, the more noise he made.

Duan Qingshan was so frightened that he dared not move.

Jiang Anning:...

"How can the food taste good if you are like this?"

It was such a waste of her skills.

She held back her speech, fearing that she would get so angry that she would roll her eyes.

"Eat, just eat well."

Jiang An Ning tried to hold back, but still couldn't: "If you don't want to eat it, just put it down."

"What does it look like to be so timid and sneaky?"

"Did I hit you or scold you? Who are you trying to impress by doing this?"

"Have I wronged you?"

Duan Qingshan immediately sat down obediently opposite the man and lowered his head to eat his meal.

[Help! This sounds like my mom!]

[I am dying of laughter. What a sense of déjà vu between mother and son]

[So what is going on now? Where has the plot been reset to? ]

【I think you have all overlooked a problem? 】

[What's the problem? Can you please stop talking halfway? ]

[If the plot is really reset, Duan Qingshan should not appear in front of Jiang Anning]

[Eh? Don't tell me, it's true! ]

【so? 】

[The plot has not been reset!!]

[So the previous updates were just updates for the sake of loneliness? ]

[I think it's unlikely. They must have secretly updated something. Otherwise, it couldn't have been shut down for such a long time just to take off their pants and fart - it's unnecessary, right? ]

[Danmu official: …]

I don’t know if it’s because people’s discussions about the plot reset are becoming more and more outrageous.

The official Danmu came out again and reposted the message that was sent yesterday in bold and large font.

[Danmu Official: This live broadcast is the first attempt to create a high degree of freedom in the plot. The predetermined fate of the side characters will gradually deviate from the original predetermined fate due to the butterfly effect caused by the choices of the main characters, creating a new fate belonging to the characters themselves. This update is mainly to fix the cache bug generated during the product design process. Because the new and old versions of the biography of the side characters were not corrected in time, causing unnecessary misunderstandings, we specially compensated everyone for 2 days of membership time.]

[Danmu official: Important things should be said three times!!!]

Then it was repeated three times in a row [Danmu Official: This live broadcast is the first attempt to create a high degree of freedom in the plot. The predetermined fate of the side characters will be determined by the choices of the main characters...]

The barrage was quiet for a moment.

After a long while, discussions began to pick up again on the barrage.

[So, what the official barrage means is that the plot has not changed? ]

[Impossible! How could there be no changes for such a big update? If there were no changes, why would she update... is she taking off her pants to fart? ]

[My An Ning girl has changed her temperament, how could it be an invalid update! The current An Ning girl is definitely not the same as before the update! ]

[What did the official say? There are too many words, I don’t really want to read it. But with such a big update, the plot must have been reset, no doubt]

[Danmu Official: …] I already said there is no reset, no reset! !

Jiang Anning widened her eyes in thought. She found that she seemed to be able to hear the voice of this "bullet screen official"! !
But no one was talking around, and even the "official barrage" didn't send any text, just four small dots.

But she just felt that she heard a very human and helpless voice.

What a magical feeling.

Even this voice gave her a very familiar feeling.

Just like... Jiang Anning frowned slightly. She felt that the voice was very familiar, but she couldn't remember who the voice came from.

I took another look at the discussion on the barrage, combined with that helpless voice.

puff!

Jiang Anning couldn't help laughing out loud.

Duan Qingshan was almost choked by the sudden laughter.

He coughed several times before he could breathe more smoothly.

Jiang Anning withdrew his attention from the barrage, picked up the noodles in the bowl, and glanced at the person lightly.

Duan Qingshan subconsciously tried to hold back his coughing, not wanting to cough anymore, but his coughing became even more severe.

"Do I look scary?" Jiang An Ning asked with a stern face.