When we got to the second floor, it didn't look like Song Siqi's family had two rows of rooms on the second floor.
The limited area is divided into three rooms.
Two of them are prepared for them.
"See for yourselves which one you want to live in?" Bai Wangshu opened the doors of the two rooms.
At first glance, one can see that one is a pink-colored princess room, while the other is a simple and refreshing room.
The two styles of rooms look really carefully decorated.
Everything from wall tiles to small furnishings are arranged according to the style of the room.
It looks very attentive.
Facing a pink room, Song Siqi decisively chose another one.
Lin Jiayi was a little curious as to why she didn't choose this one. This one was obviously very pink and cute!
"Aqi, don't you choose this one?"
Song Siqi shook her head with great resistance: "No choice."
So pink, it doesn’t fit her temperament at all!
Only children like pink!
She is no longer a child!
[Hahahaha! How can our sister Aqi live in a pink and tender princess room with such a strong aura? 】
[Who says we can’t live here anymore? My eldest sister also has a childlike heart. Isn’t the contrast bad? 】
【That’s it! Every girl is entitled to have a childlike heart!】
【Who said only children like pink? I am a college student who also likes pink! Pink is so beautiful!】
Since she was so insistent, Lin Jiayi didn't try to persuade her anymore and walked in while pushing her suitcase.
Her clothes have been packed here for her.
It seems that I will be staying here for more than a month.
What to do?
Then she won’t be able to enter the greenhouse for more than a month?
She thought she could continue her work when she got home.
I didn't expect to have to wait for a while.
It doesn’t matter, at least you’re back!
If she is not allowed to raise those flowers and plants, then she will pick fruits and vegetables and then farm them!
You can still live happily!
The two of them packed their things and came downstairs. Bai Wangshu had already cooked three bowls of steaming noodles.
"Have you tidied up your room? Come and have some noodles. Will grandma take you to pick cherries in the afternoon?"
"Pick cherries?" Song Siqi's eyes lit up, "Grandma, what have you planted?"
"Well... you have to see this yourself before you know. We grow too many things, such as cherries, strawberries, grapes, sugar cane, oranges..."
Bai Wangshu reported the names of several fruits in succession. The types of fruits alone were rich enough.
Song Siqi couldn't help being surprised when she heard this: "Grandma, can you two be so busy growing so many things?"
Bai Wangshu was amused by her and chuckled: "Of course we are too busy, so we have hired nearby villagers to help us manage it."
[Good guy! Now that the case has been solved, let me tell you why Jiajia baby doesn’t look like a child from a poor family. She does live in a village, but it’s not a poor mountain village, but a second-generation fruit!]
[Just by selling these fruits, you can earn more than ordinary people earn in a year, right?]
[Woooooo~ It’s my knowledge that is shallow. I thought that all rural people were poor. It turns out that the poor person is me!]
[It’s so heartbreaking. I’ve been thinking about what to do with Baby Jiajia’s life after she gets off the variety show, but it turns out that I don’t need to worry about it at all. I’m the one who should be worried the most! 】
"So that's it. Are these fruits ripe?"
Song Siqi sat down and took a sip of noodles, her body stiffened instantly.
This familiar, hard-to-swallow taste...
It seems like I have tasted it somewhere.
Lin Jiayi on the side obviously also tasted this taste, her fair and cute little face instantly wrinkled into a ball, and she didn't know whether to swallow or spit out the noodles that had been eaten in her mouth.
Based on the principle of not wasting it, Lin Jiayi still swallowed it with force.
But when she faced the second bite, she really didn't want to eat it.
Before Bai Wangshu tasted the noodles he cooked, he answered her question: "Some fruits are already ripe, and some fruits have just been planted."
After saying that, they saw that neither of them moved their chopsticks, and they asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Why don't you eat?"
Song Siqi: "..." I finally know who Jiajia inherited her cooking skills from.
Lin Jiayi: "..." The noodles cooked by grandma are so delicious. Why can I know how to cook but grandma can't?
[A blind guess, Jiajia’s baby’s grandma is just like Jiajia, and she cooks dark food!]
[You can guess it just by looking at Song Siqi's expression, hahahaha! It's really over now. The three of them have been together for more than a month. How can they do it without anyone cooking? 】
[Don’t Song Siqi know how to cook? Why not just let her do it? 】
[They are guests, are you embarrassed to let them cook all the time? But I feel that no matter how embarrassed, Song Siqi will never allow them to enter the kitchen. 】
[Baby Jiajia, does this count as eating the food she made in disguise? 】
Bai Wangshu still didn't understand why they suddenly stopped eating.
It wasn't until she took a bite herself that she understood why the two Zaizai suddenly stopped moving their chopsticks.
Well……
So salty...
Still has a sweet taste.
Did she mix up the salt shaker and the sugar shaker when she just added salt for the second time?
But why is it so salty?
And the noodles seemed undercooked.
Song Siqi was extremely impressed. Why could the two of them look so good-looking but taste so horrible?
Fortunately, she only cooked a bowl of noodles. If she cooked a whole table of dishes, she really didn't know whether she should eat it or not.
If you eat it, you will be sorry for your stomach. If you don't eat it, you will be sorry for grandma's enthusiasm.
What a dilemma.
Bai Wangshu put down his chopsticks in embarrassment: "Otherwise... grandma will help you cook two bowls of noodles again?"
This is her first time cooking, so it's inevitable that she won't do well.
But the second time she has experience, she will definitely do better than the first time!
But Song Siqi quickly stopped her: "No, grandma, just sit down and I'll cook."
As she said this, she stood up.
Bai Wangshu felt a little embarrassed that the children came to their house as guests and had to help cook.
"This is not good, let grandma do it."
Lin Jiayi tasted the horror of Bai Wangshu's cooking, and quickly stood up to dissuade her: "Grandma, you'd better sit down. Just leave the cooking to me and Aqi!"
After she finished speaking, she was about to catch up.
Song Siqi immediately turned around to stop her: "Stop, you are not allowed to come in either."
Lin Jiayi: "...?" Ah? Why?
[Hahahaha! Jiajia baby, you really have no consciousness at all! 】
[Hahahahaha! You two cook poorly, Jiajia baby, why do you dislike your grandma? 】
[The two of them were completely disliked by Song Siqi! 】