Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Rip-Off
Tuanzi stared at the striped bed sheet.
"Isn’t this used for sleeping?"
The little boy yawned slowly, "There’s no other cloth."
When they moved in, the house didn’t even have decent furniture, let alone large pieces of intact cloth.
He had initially wanted to drag over the bedding, but he was too tired. So he pushed the bedding aside and pulled the lightest bed sheet.
"Alright then, let’s use this."
Tuanzi rubbed her face, "After we’re done, we’ll wash it clean."
Wu Yu looked resistant.
"If you don’t wash it clean, how will you sleep at night?"
The little boy thought seriously and pointed to the rocking chair, "I can sleep there."
Tuanzi blinked.
"What about your dad?"
"Doesn’t matter about him, he’s an adult and can sort it out himself."
[Hahaha]
[Wu Yu: Me and my problematic dad]
The two children spread the bed sheet under the jujube tree.
Tuanzi ran up to the tree, grabbed a branch with her small hands, and shook it.
Wu Yu stood below, watching the jujubes fall onto the bed sheet, not moving or speaking, as if in a daze.
Until a jujube hit his head.
He slowly covered his head and looked up.
His sister was oblivious and still happily shaking the branch.
After thinking for a moment, he took a step back.
"Thud, thud, thud!"
Jujubes fell densely, a few more hitting him.
He quietly took a few more steps back.
In any case, if the jujubes didn’t hit him, he wasn’t inclined to move further back.
Once they were done shaking the tree, Tuanzi jumped down.
"Brother Wu Yu, quick, let’s throw all the jujubes onto the bed sheet."
She squatted down and began picking up jujubes, her speed particularly fast.
Wu Yu stared at her for a while before imitating her, squatting down and picking jujubes at a snail’s pace.
[The contrast between the two is too stark]
[Miaomiao seems to have hit the fast-forward button, while Wu Yu seems to have hit the slow-motion button]
[Rabbit and Tortoise?]
The two kids energetically gathered the jujubes, then Tuanzi was responsible for tying up the sheet and lifting it.
"Let’s clean these up."
Tuanzi seemed unaware of what being tired meant, holding the sheet bundle, she smiled at the little boy.
Wu Yu: So tired.jpg
He pointed to the rocking chair, "I want to lie down."
"Oh, alright, you rest. Miaomiao’s heading to your kitchen!"
She acted as if she were at home, hauling the jujubes to the kitchen, finding a bucket, and starting to clean them.
Leaves and spoiled ones were discarded, the rest washed clean.
She picked the reddest jujube, took a bite, "So sweet!"
Her eyes squinted with happiness, her little feet tapping the floor unconsciously.
After picking a few more, she stood up to hand them out to the cameraman and the staff in the room.
Feeding finished, she continued scrubbing.
"It’s Wu Yu’s family’s jujubes, he’ll distribute them later."
After washing the jujubes, she soaked the bed sheet in a basin of water, went outside, and picked up a basket of pomelos.
"This one is also up to Brother Wu Yu to distribute."
The little boy lay on the rocking chair, glimpsing the little girl coming and going, and after a while, hearing the sound of her humming from the kitchen, he uneasily turned a few times.
After a while, he sat up like a salted fish, slowly crawling down from the rocking chair, and went into the kitchen to help.
At that moment, Tuanzi discovered a surprise.
"Brother Wu Yu, your house has honey and rock sugar!"
The boy languidly said, "Given by the uncle next door."
Seeing Tuanzi’s face full of delight and desire, after thinking for a moment, he said, "You can take it, I don’t eat it."
"We can share it together."
Tuanzi trotted over, flashing a bright smile, "We can make honey citron tea together."
Before, her second brother had taken her to have honey citron tea, and she thought it tasted amazing. The Ancient Martial System had told her it was possible to make that kind of citron tea at home and even played the process in her mind.
She remembered the entire process.
Even though she hadn’t made it before, she believed that she could definitely make delicious honey citron tea. The little heroine is capable of anything.
Wu Yu: "..."
The boy’s delicate face frowned.
Tuanzi asked cautiously, "Brother Wu Yu, don’t you want to do it yourself?"
She raised her little paw, "Miaomiao wants to drink it and make it for Brother Pei Hai, do you want to make it for your dad?"
The newly arisen motivation disappeared without a trace.
Wu Yu languidly said, "I don’t want to drink it, and he probably doesn’t want to either."
[Wu Ti: Don’t speak for me]
[He’s just too lazy to move]
[Why does Gu Miaomiao have so many ideas?]
[Probably her family trained her in advance to behave well]
[I don’t understand why people like her, she just acts cute]
Gu Wangchao, watching the live broadcast, directly reported the aggressive barrage comments.
Though he was too lazy to move, his newly met sister was eager to try.
Wu Yu asked, "Does it take a long, long time?"
"I think so."
Tuanzi patted her belly.
"We can handle part of it, and continue in the afternoon."
She happily picked out a few pomelos, rubbed away the wax on the skin with salt, peeled the skin, sliced it into strips, and soaked it in saltwater.
"Just soak for an hour, remember to take them out after an hour, Brother Wu Yu."
The boy nodded.
But like the viewers, he hadn’t quite snapped back to reality.
Just now, his sister had tossed the pomelo peel up, slashed it with a kitchen knife a few times, and the peel turned into fine threads.
It seemed like there should be a missing step in there?
Tuanzi wasn’t in a hurry to handle the pomelo pulp. She chose a part she wanted to eat immediately, peeled it carefully, handed it to Wu Yu, and upon him receiving it, she peeled another segment, eating it in small bites.
"It’s so good."
The pomelo was sweeter than expected.
Tuanzi already imagined how delicious the citron tea would be after adding rock sugar and honey.
Wu Yu ate slowly, taking a glance at Tuanzi who held the pomelo pulp, and suddenly said, "You’re like a squirrel."
Tuanzi: "?"
"Your face is all puffed up."
Tuanzi rubbed her face.
There were a lot of pomelos, and they also shared some with the staff.
Afterwards, Tuanzi took some pomelos and a small basket of jujubes and left.
She and Wu Yu agreed to deliver more pomelos and jujubes to others in the afternoon.
Midway, she suddenly remembered the bed sheet hadn’t been washed and rushed back.
"Brother Wu Yu, the bed sheet hasn’t been washed yet!"
The boy was sitting on the doorstep, slowly gnawing on a bowl of jujubes.
Hearing this, he lazily lifted his eyelids, "Dad will wash it when he comes back. You go home to eat first."
Tuanzi left with the fruits again.
When Wu Ti returned, he saw the scene of his son slowly gnawing jujubes.
"Who gave you jujubes?"
The boy looked up without a word.
Wu Ti followed his gaze, "You knocked them down yourself? Did the sun rise from the west today?"
The boy stayed silent.
Wu Ti chuckled, went into the kitchen, and discovered many pomelos, jujubes, and soaking pomelo skin.
"Definitely not my son’s work, there’s no way he’d do this amount of work."
The staff ’cruelly’ informed him that the fruits were indeed picked and processed by Wu Yu and Tuanzi together.
"They also agreed to make honey citron tea together. Oh, Mr. Wu, your bed sheet is still in the basin, remember to wash it."