Xia Zhi walked around the house with a mop, leaving traces of mops one after another wherever he passed, connecting them with each other - compared to his parents who like to stand in one place and mop everything around them.
I decided to move to another place. Xia Zhi's cleaning method is obviously faster, but it's hard to predict the effect.
But it’s okay. If you’re not satisfied, just put it off again. Even if it’s a less effective method, you can always reach your satisfaction if you try it a few more times.
As for the reason why Xia Zhi is mopping the floor at home now, it's just because he is too bored. If Xia Meng was not at home, it would be okay to play with the computer for fun, but now she is sitting in the living room watching herself.
It is obviously unrealistic to read a book that cannot even read a sentence. My sister hates seeing herself playing on the computer at home. Maybe the chosen one is born to be disgusted with such a way of wasting time and decadent life.
There is nothing wrong with playing with her mobile phone. She usually uses her mobile phone to look at it for a while when she has nothing to do. From a certain perspective, this is a really annoying habit. Only state officials are allowed to set fires... It seems to be different,
Probably more like a cruel monarch who forces his citizens to like the same things as him and live according to his own rules.
But this monarch is too powerful, and weak minions have no right to resist, not to mention that she is a super powerful substitute who can control the power of the substitute. Only the substitute can defeat the substitute. Xianyu's fate is probably in front of them.
Just like slices of bread.
Fortunately, this kind of life experience has become part of Xia Zhi’s basic experience of independent life. Xia Zhi has nothing to complain about. There is nothing wrong with keeping the house clean, making it comfortable to live in, and having a sense of accomplishment.
of.
My sister was reading a book on the sofa, and occasionally looked up at the salted fish she was cleaning. She was very quiet. Xia Zhi actually enjoyed the pleasure of being able to clean quietly. In Japan, it was the same at the beginning, and even
I could hum a song while cleaning, but after a few months, a psycho suddenly appeared and came to my house every day. No matter what I did, the peace of the past was no longer the same.
Although being lively is not a bad thing, people still want a quieter working environment when they are concentrating on work. Oh, except for DJs.
The house is not big even though it is big, but cleaning is not an easy task. It is very troublesome to clean under the sofa, under the table, under the bed, in the corners of the walls, etc. The only space in the whole house is probably the dining room.
It is easier to clean your own bedroom because it is relatively empty...
As for my sister’s room... I had always divided the work between myself and my mother before. It was the area that my mother was responsible for. Although I had gone in a few times, every time I went in, it felt very different from what I remembered.
difference.
The area outside the restricted area was cleaned, and Xia Zhi came to his sister who was reading a book.
"Xiaomeng, do you need me to clean your room?" Although you are probably not allowed in, you still have to ask. Just like you know that during the Chinese New Year, the other person came to pay New Year greetings only after eating, you also
It's just like inviting him to dinner, it's polite. But here, it escalates into a life-threatening matter.
"oh."
???
My sister answered, but Xia Zhi didn't understand what she meant at all. "Um", "ah" and "oh" are cold and violent words, please try not to use them!
"Then, should I go clean?" Xia Zhi asked tentatively, but the other party didn't say anything. He was probably immersed in the world of books again. It's great. If I can have such concentration in reading,
If I had half, or even a quarter of this concentration, I could probably dominate the school.
I took the mop to my sister's bedroom door. There were many stickers of sea creatures on it, all of which were very cute, such as dolphins and penguins. Is this one with teeth... a sea lion or a walrus? Don't worry.
Yeah, that's not important.
He was about to enter the restricted area, and he felt a little nervous. In confusion, Xia Zhi walked back to the toilet and washed the already clean mop again with washing powder. He almost didn't rub it with his hands, and he didn't know if it would help.
It's useless, just for psychological comfort.
Yossi! A dog!
The moment he opened the door, a strong sense of oppression as if it were real went straight to his heart. In front of him was a wall made of huge amounts of books that was comparable to a library during summer vacation, and the pile of books in Tachibana Aya's house that looked like a pile of bricks.
Books are different. The books in my sister's room are larger than that and arranged more regularly.
I forget when it was, but I did come in here once. Although there was a strong sense of oppression at that time, it would never be as oppressive as it is now.
Half of the space that originally belonged to the window has been permanently closed with curtains, and there is an oversized bookshelf in front of it, almost from the floor to the ceiling. This was probably assembled after moving into the room. Don't ask why, because
The door to this bedroom is not that big at all.
As for the other half, Xia Zhi is very glad that there is a desk that is not too small, otherwise the light in this part will definitely be eroded by the bookshelf. Otherwise, even if his sister said that this is actually a secret room, Xia Zhi would definitely not doubt it.
Just like the books in a library are arranged according to categories and titles, the same is true for the books here. Except for elementary school to junior high school textbooks that can be read at a glance because the size and thickness of the books vary greatly, there are no other books.
They are not arranged neatly, and although I can't tell what the order is, it will definitely not be troublesome to find the books based on the pinyin of the first letter.
While you are still holding the textbook and chewing on it, have you read all the books here?
The shock of reality echoed in his heart. Xia Zhi stared at this scene dumbfounded and almost threw the mop to the ground.
Even if he is the chosen one, such cheating is too much, right?
"What are you doing?"
My sister didn't know when she came behind Xia Zhi, looking at him expressionlessly, like an emotionless killer. But she must be very rich.
"Ah, no. I just felt a huge impact from my soul and was a little out of breath..."
My sister snorted softly, and then walked into the bedroom through the gap next to her. She aligned the book she was reading just now and stuffed it in. At the same time, she took out the book next to her.
, and looked through it roughly.
"That... little dream." Xia Zhi couldn't bear his curiosity: "Have you read all these books?"
"No." My sister replied without raising her head. Before Xia Zhi could have the illusion that "it turned out that I was just looking at the spectacle, but not all of it", she smashed all of Xia Zhi's illusions with one punch:
"Some of them are just rough compilations and retellings. They are basically rubbish that has a subtle relationship with the title of the book. I don't really want to read it. It would be a pity to throw it away, so I stuffed it into the bookshelf for when I get bored.
Use it for entertainment and entertainment."
Xia Zhi covered his mouth, feeling that if he didn't do this, he would probably cough up a mouthful of blood.
What? Articles that can be published in books or magazines are rubbish? Is my imagination too weak? Or is the world too crazy?
It seemed that I hadn't spoken for a while, so my sister looked up and said, "What, are you interested in physics? I can recommend you some relatively elementary books..."
"No! No need!" Xia Zhi felt that his head was about to break. But if he didn't refuse more strongly, he would probably be forced by his sister into a field where he could not gain a foothold.
The result may be even more miserable than the current rejection.
My sister withdrew her gaze again: "That's right, you're just not very interested in these things."
Sister took the book and walked out of her bedroom again, seemingly not too interested in how she was going to clean her room. Xia Zhi held the mop, swallowed, and started cleaning.
This is a bookshelf, be careful not to touch it...
This is the table, be careful not to touch it...
This is under the bed, be careful, it will be terrible if there are books in there...
Xia Zhi spent less than half an hour cleaning the entire house except his sister's room, and it took him about twenty minutes to clean his sister's room - he regained the same feeling as when he mopped the floor.
It's a feeling of incomparable suffering. It's gratifying that I feel like a child again mentally.
Finally, the cleaning was finished. Xia Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead. Cleaning this room was more tiring than cleaning other places combined. He was afraid that he might accidentally touch something that shouldn't be touched. But my sister's wardrobe was almost gone.
The bookshelf was blocking it. Is this really the behavior of a normal girl? Xia Zhi couldn't help but feel worried about this sudden discovery.
My sister is probably going further and further down the road of being an abnormal girl.
I looked around, and except for a big Hell Bomber doll placed in the corner of the bed against the wall, I saw almost no other objects with girlish feelings - this was when I was addicted to MC.
I bought it. But I don’t know where the slime I bought along with it went, which is a bit of a pity.
As for the desk, there was nothing else, except for a lamp, a pot of cactus, and a family portrait that Xia Zhi had no memory of. However, in the family portrait, she and her sister were standing together, and her parents were standing behind, smiling.
I must be quite happy.
He didn't expect that his sister would allow such a thing to exist in this world, and Xia Zhi was a little surprised.
But it’s not surprising. Aren’t the protagonists in the TV series who end up fighting each other stabbing each other while remembering the past? What’s the big deal?
Xia Zhi carefully exited this restricted area of life.