Lin Xiaoxiao woke up from a hardworking office worker to a rich second generation in another world. She thought her wonderful life was about to begin.
However, before her new life arrived, it...
Yu Hao had just finished tidying up the shower area floor and was feeling a little happy when he noticed that the shower head hadn't been cleaned yet, and the shelf next to it that held the shower gel and shampoo was still dirty.
He immediately sensed something was wrong. Why had he thought about cleaning the floor first? He should have wiped all those things down first before cleaning the floor.
He was now cleaning these things, and the spotless floor he had just painstakingly cleaned was about to get dirty again, causing a surge of frustration. If he were at home, he probably would have given up, but Yu Hao glanced at the staff member who was timing him and could only sigh before starting to clean again.
He silently thought about the bonus! The bonus! For the new car! He mustered his courage again and cleaned it again.
Fang Yuan, who was cleaning the sink, beamed with joy as he looked at the stainless steel faucet, which was so clean he could see his reflection. "This cleaner is really useful! I'll buy a bottle when I get back!"
She had only been admiring it for two minutes when she realized that, apart from the faucet, the mirrors and sinks were all filthy. The dirty water dripping from wiping the mirrors on the wall would then dirty the faucet, not to mention that the dirty gloves she used to wipe the faucet would also dirty it.
Fang Yuan was somewhat disappointed. At first, he carefully avoided cleaning the faucet, wiping it as soon as it got dirty. However, since the faucet needs to be turned on and off frequently during cleaning, cleaning the faucet first was clearly not a good idea.
She also had to remove and clean the lampshades next to the mirror. It took her a long time to realize that there were so many places to clean in the bathroom alone. She even regretted signing up for the competition.
But then she thought about the bonus! And the new car! She cheered herself up again and gritted her teeth to persevere.
[I didn't realize there was so much to clean in just the shower area! Thinking about it, if I just leave it unattended after showering, wouldn't I be leaving a ton of chores for the cleaning staff to do?!]
[These two people rearranged the order earlier, and then missed one again. Tsk tsk tsk, if it weren't for one pair of people cleaning exceptionally well, I wouldn't have noticed. They should have removed and washed the screens and windows first, otherwise the shower area would get dirty again after they cleaned it.]
【Huh?! The glass and screens need cleaning too?! That's so detailed?!】
[Let's talk about this. Are those young couples obsessively clean? It's like they hired them to clean the house! They're so meticulous about every detail, and they used almost three or four rags to separate the shower area. They're so particular! The other couples are so different. Some of them use just one rag to wipe everything—it's terrifying! Toilet seat, toilet seat exterior, shower head—it's enough to make your scalp crawl.]
[Indeed, I wonder if this couple will still take on jobs after the show airs. They're so meticulous, and they clearly have a division of labor, cleaning from the inside out. Watching their process is a dream come true for perfectionists! It's so satisfying to watch!]
[I think that couple will advance and probably win the prize money. Their skill level is undeniable; it's a pleasure to watch. After they cleaned like that, I'm even afraid to go into the bathroom, for fear of ruining its pristine condition.]
[Hahaha, upstairs, are you saying that your toilet looks a bit less clean compared to the ones they cleaned? O(∩_∩)O haha~]
Don't you have one?!
I feel the same way, so after enjoying a beautiful view of my own messy doghouse, I quickly glance at it to calm myself down, afraid of getting caught up in my own worries. A home is for living in, after all; it doesn't need to be so spotless. Too much cleanliness is actually bad. Being afraid to mess anything up and having to maintain it takes too much effort.
[Agreed! ヾ(?^ω^)ノ? To be honest, some things, once put away in a cabinet, are never opened again, because you completely forget they even exist unless they're in front of you. So I just leave everything out in the house; it's a bit messy, but at least I can find what I need!]
[Yes, my parents often complain that my room is too messy, but I really do have a reason for everything I put there, and I can always find it next time I need it. But if someone gets involved in tidying it up, I feel like I'm going crazy because I can't find anything. And I feel like the earth is going to explode right now, who understands! o(╥﹏╥)o]
[I totally understand. I really dislike it when people presumptuously offer to "help tidy up," it really disrupts the original order. In my house, my wife and I each have our own room, we each manage our own room, and neither of us interferes with the other.]
【Huh?! You two sleep in separate rooms?!】
【So what if we smash it? I think separate rooms are great. My wife likes to buy clothes, shoes, and bags, and I like to buy figurines and shoes. If we were in the same room, one closet wouldn't be enough for both of us. It's better for each of us to have our own room so we can put things away however we want!】
Wow, the world is so big! Don't you two live together?! Just curious, nothing more.
【Let's do it together! We both arrange a time. We're both interested, so we set a time and a place, deciding whether it's her room or mine. After that, we each go back to our own rooms to sleep. ヽ( ̄ω ̄( ̄ω ̄〃)ゝ.】
[(Speechless emoji.JPG) Then why did you get married? Don't you even live together?!]
【We live in the same house, just not in the same room. Think about it, you and your parents are a family, so it's perfectly normal for each of you to have your own room. ┓( ′?` )┏ 】
[Hey buddy upstairs, your place is really different from everyone else's. Take my family for example, my parents share a room.]
My family was similar. My dad's snoring got so bad that we started sleeping in separate beds, but we still shared a room—just a hotel double room.
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