31. Where’s the Small Toy?
It was early in the morning, at seven-thirty.
Jiang Zhi woke up from her dreams quite early.
Rubbing her messy hair, she glanced at the electronic clock shaped like Doraemon on the nightstand and sighed wearily.
Today is the weekend.
Why wake up so early…
By the way, do shopping malls really open at this hour?
I really don’t understand what Sister Jiang is thinking; after all, a woman’s sense of time is truly a peculiar existence.
Jiang Zhi struggled to get up from bed, swaying as she walked towards the bathroom. Just as she was about to wash up, the doorbell rang abruptly.
“Ding-dong—”
Huh?
Jiang Zhi paused, then changed direction to the door. There was no peephole, so she grasped the doorknob and cleared her throat, calling out, “Who is it?”
“It’s me, it’s me!”
The voice of Jiang Ruyan came from outside the door.
Jiang Zhi felt a slight confusion; didn’t Sister Jiang say she’d wait for her downstairs at eight-thirty? Why has she come up so early?
Just as she was about to open the door, she suddenly realized something and looked down…
She was wearing a wine-red lace nightgown.
Jiang Zhi’s face flushed crimson, and she instinctively used her hand to cover the deep neckline. She told Sister Jiang to wait a moment from behind the door, then dashed to her bedroom to change into a normal short-sleeved shirt and long pants.
Although she had gotten used to wearing the nightgown.
It still felt like something would shatter if someone saw her…
Jiang Zhi opened the door, and Jiang Ruyan was standing at the entrance of her apartment, holding a small mirror and methodically fixing her newly styled bangs.
Jiang Ruyan looked very beautiful today.
She had on exquisite makeup, wearing a chic outfit, her figure was proportional, and she was wearing a pair of ten-centimeter high heels with black and red soles, accentuating her long legs.
Jiang Zhi was mesmerized.
She couldn’t help but marvel at her. After spending so much time with Sister Jiang, she had almost forgotten that the other person was also an elegant and beautiful woman.
Those legs… wow…
What am I thinking?
Jiang Zhi shook her head quickly, trying to rid her mind of unrealistic thoughts.
As she invited Sister Jiang inside, she asked curiously, “Sister Jiang, why are you here?”
“I was just too excited, so I came early, and it was so boring waiting downstairs.”
“Isn’t it a bad time to come?” Jiang Zhi laughed playfully, glancing around but didn’t see the little one: “Where’s my little Qian Qian?”
“What are you talking about, Sister Jiang…”
Jiang Zhi pouted and pointed in the direction of the bedroom with a finger: “Still sleeping.”
But at this time, she should be awake.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhi planned to go back to the bedroom to wake the little girl, but Jiang Ruyan volunteered: “Oh, I can do it, you just do your thing!”
With that, she kicked off her high heels and hurried barefoot towards the bedroom.
Jiang Zhi found it quite amusing.
In fact, she had a sentence she hadn’t gotten the chance to say, which was that waking up Qian Qian was a skill; the little girl might seem quite obedient, but once she got in a bad mood about waking up, she became very difficult to coax.
After washing up, Jiang Zhi also entered the bedroom.
As soon as she stepped in, she saw the scene inside was indeed just as she imagined.
The little girl was sitting on the bed with her eyes squinted, about to topple over, while Jiang Ruyan squatted by the bed, her hair a mess and her eyes filled with grievance.
“Did you see? Your daughter hit me with a pillow, and I spent two hours on this hairstyle…”
Jiang Zhi chuckled: “You’ll get used to it.”
She pulled open the curtains, and the room instantly became bright. She tossed Qian Qian’s clothes in front of her: “Take your time and put your clothes on yourself.”
“Got it~”
Qian Qian replied somewhat unclearly.
Once the little girl was settled, Jiang Zhi led the gloomy Jiang Ruyan out of the bedroom. She opened the fridge, took out a tomato and two eggs, and turned to ask: “Sister Jiang, do you want some noodles?”
Ever since her cooking had improved, she rarely went out to buy breakfast anymore.
While the taste wasn’t guaranteed, making noodles was still manageable; she got tired of instant noodles and often switched to cooking them.
“I won’t eat; I’m on a diet.” Jiang Ruyan was still busy fixing her hair.
Just one bowl was enough.
Jiang Zhi also didn’t have the habit of eating breakfast, skillfully putting the noodles into the pot and, while they were cooking, picked up a broom to sweep the kitchen floor.
She had a bit of a cleanliness obsession.
Before Qian Qian came, she had always paid attention to indoor cleanliness, and after Qian Qian arrived, even more so. She liked to sweep the floor and wipe the tables.
Moreover, enjoying the process of cleaning gave her a sense of security.
All of this was taking place in Jiang Ruyan’s line of sight.
Watching Jiang Zhi’s busy figure, she suddenly exhaled a sigh: “I say, little Zhi, you really are too much of a perfect wife and mother; it’s making me want to marry you!”
“Hehe.”
Jiang Zhi just smiled and said nothing.
Perfect wife and mother?
While she could barely accept the title of a good mother, perfect wife was pushing it… come on!
By the time the noodles were ready, Qian Qian happened to come out of the bedroom.
The little girl looked a bit dazed; she stared at Jiang Ruyan on the sofa with a confused expression: “Huh? Sister Jiang, what are you doing in my house?”
Jiang Ruyan twitched her lips: “What do you think?”
“Alright, why ask so much?”
Jiang Zhi patted her daughter’s head: “Wash your face and brush your teeth, then eat your noodles.”
“Oh…”
The little girl obediently nodded, shuffling her yellow slippers into the bathroom. A few seconds later, the sound of running water could be heard from inside.
Jiang Ruyan expressed her astonishment: “Wow, is Qian Qian really brushing her teeth and washing her face by herself?”
But that was not the end; when Qian Qian came out, Jiang Ruyan was even more surprised to see the little girl already had her hair tied up in pigtails.
She can tie her own pigtails?!
Her niece was only a little over six years old; in elementary school, she still needed her sister to help her with these things. Clearly, there is a gap even among kids…
“Little Zhi, you taught her really well.”
“Not really…”
At this moment, Jiang Zhi’s face showed a hint of embarrassment.
This wasn’t her teaching; it was clearly her future self who taught her. She only found herself at the lucky end of it.
At times like this, Jiang Zhi felt thankful that it was six-year-old Qian Qian who traveled here. If it were baby Qian Qian, she would truly be lost and helpless.
Although she had learned a bit from watching the teachers take care of kids in the orphanage when she was little, taking care of a baby was still far too challenging for her.
The little one ate slowly.
At this moment, Jiang Ruyan suddenly suggested she wanted to take a tour of the house.
Jiang Zhi agreed without much thought.
To her, there was nothing special to see in this little house; it was just a three-bedroom living room, nothing more.
Since Qian Qian had moved in, she had stopped some habits and tossed away her long-held electric gadgets and stuff, so there was no odd smell in the room, and she wouldn’t find a pile of crumpled paper under the bed.
After a quick tour, Jiang Ruyan asked: “Little Zhi, your house is too… different, right?”
“Huh?”
Jiang Zhi’s heart tightened; what does “different” mean? Could it be that she still hadn’t thrown away some crumpled papers? How would she explain? Would they believe her if she said it was from blowing her nose?
“Just…”
Jiang Ruyan hesitated for a long time, trying to find suitable words to describe: “It doesn’t look like a girl’s room.”
She just wandered around and saw that the living room was simply decorated, but the bedroom didn’t give off any feminine vibe at all?
Even the essential vanity table for girls was missing… though Jiang Ruyan had anticipated this, as she knew Jiang Zhi didn’t really use cosmetics.
“Ha, what did you expect…”
Jiang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead: “I just don’t like anything too flashy.”
“And also that…”
Also that?
Jiang Zhi’s relaxation turned tense again.
What else? Could you please finish your sentence in one go, Sister Jiang?
Jiang Ruyan swallowed nervously, looking at Qian Qian mysteriously, then whispered to Jiang Zhi: “It’s just that… the small toys and stuff…”
Jiang Zhi: …
Instantly enlightened, life is that simple.
Sister Jiang’s words made her blush, and Jiang Zhi suddenly felt her throat dry: “What are you talking about, Sister Jiang! I, I…”
How am I supposed to answer that?
Where would I get you small toys?
Her familiarity with this body made her think of a saying… exploring that area in the future, perhaps? 😉
Jiang Ruyan’s gaze towards her instantly became strange: “Aren’t you thirsty?”
I’m thirsty for a dam!
Jiang Zhi thought, of course, she was thirsty. As Xiao Chunan, how could she possibly endure in such a body… she really had held back!
The main thing…
She knew herself well. If she opened up that sort of conversation, who knows what else might arise in the future, and she couldn’t guarantee anything…
This is Xiao Chunan’s self-control, do you all understand Xiao Chunan?
Of course, you do!
Because you all are Xiao Chunan too! 😆
