"Mianmian, pinch me, am I dreaming?" People from the village who went to work in the city all said that the accommodation there was terrible, that a lot of people would live in one big room, sometimes even having to share a bed with coworkers they didn’t know, and that they had to walk a li to use the public toilets. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲✶𝗻𝗲𝘁
But does this look anything like what they described?
Shen Mianmian couldn’t help but laugh at her, "You’re not dreaming, from now on we’ll live here."
Actually, she understood why Xiaocui was so excited, she herself, if told out of the blue that she would be living in such a nice house, would also think she was dreaming.
After all, there’s a huge difference between a countryside house and a house .
"Mianmian, this house must be expensive, right?" Xiaocui, visiting the city for the first time, had no other concept of the prices for such things besides them being expensive.
She wouldn’t be able to guess a price if asked to.
No wonder everyone dreams of coming to the city, who wouldn’t want to live in a house ?
"The price is okay; it was Brother He who helped find it." Since they would both be living in the city, it was inevitable that Xiaocui and He Nan would meet, so Shen Mianmian didn’t hide it from her.
"Brother He?" Xiaocui thought for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "Mianmian, the Brother He you’re talking about, isn’t the one who often visits the village chief’s house, is it?"
Besides him, Xiaocui couldn’t think of another Brother He.
"That’s right, it’s him." Shen Mianmian nodded.
Xiaocui’s mouth hung open in surprise. When did Mianmian become so familiar with He Nan?
Though she was somewhat puzzled, she didn’t press the issue.
She was here to work. Just because Mianmian was kind to her didn’t mean she had the right to pry into Mianmian’s affairs.
If it was inconvenient for Mianmian to talk about, asking too many questions could put Mianmian in a difficult position.
Xiaocui didn’t inquire further, and Shen Mianmian didn’t offer more information. She took out the pastries given by He Nan and placed them on the table for everyone to eat.
Lu Siyuan was not shy either, he picked up a piece and praised it after biting into it, "This is really good, where did you buy it?"
"It’s from a friend of Brother He from Beijing. When you go back later, take some for Grandpa to try."
At the mention of Brother He, Lu Siyuan felt a twinge in his teeth, but when he heard that she cared about Grandpa, he immediately smiled, "Sure."
"Xiaocui, Dajun, you two should also eat!"
Seeing that they weren’t helping themselves, Shen Mianmian brought the pastries closer to them. Xiaocui and Dajun thought that Shen Mianmian was just being polite and didn’t really expect them to eat, considering the pastries, at a glance, looked expensive and were brought from Beijing.
But seeing her genuinely offering them, they each took a piece and began to eat.
"Sweet and so delicious." Xiaocui took a bite and squinted her eyes in delight; she had never tasted anything so good in her life.
Dajun was also trying this for the first time, and even as a big man who wasn’t keen on sweets, he found the taste to his liking.
"There’s also sesame flavor."
Shen Mianmian opened another box, but Xiaocui and Dajun could not be persuaded to eat any more.
Such delicacies were expensive, and one piece was enough for them; they couldn’t eat their fill as if it were a meal.
Seeing that they truly refused more, Shen Mianmian didn’t insist. She discreetly observed Dajun for a while; he was tall, with a well-proportioned face and good looks, radiating an air of righteousness and appearing quite steady.
She had noticed when he came in that there was something wrong with his leg, but it didn’t seem severe enough to affect his work.