Chapter 493 Visiting Others

Unsure how to react, Yun Zhao feigned composure and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Xie Tu replied in a familiar tone, "It's nothing, I just asked Aunt Zhao to come over for lunch."

Home? Whose home?

Yun Zhao suddenly found himself at a loss for words.

Zhao Yan looked at her, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back, unable to ask any more questions in front of Xie Tu.

The atmosphere was incredibly awkward.

"Then...then I'll come back later." With that, Zhao Yan quickly left.

Yun Zhao stared speechlessly at the fleeing figure.

I almost forgot that Aunt Zhao would come over to deliver breakfast in the morning. He didn't tell her in advance, and I think she was terrified.

The culprit acted as if nothing had happened, closing the door and turning back.

"Aren't you busy today?" Yun Zhao couldn't help but ask.

In the past, every time he came back, he was so busy that he barely had time to rest.

Why are you so free this time?

Xie Tu walked up to her and raised his hand to smooth the stray hairs sticking up on her forehead: "No rush, we can deal with this tomorrow."

He has to write the mission report for contaminated zone 344.

The general situation has been explained to the minister, and the operations department is aware of it, so there's no need to rush.

"I sometimes give myself a day off."

Xie Tu leaned down and kissed her, then pushed her into the bathroom. "I'll go cook two more dishes. We can't just have soup when we're having dinner with our elders."

He really doesn't consider himself an outsider at all.

Yun Zhao was still dazed and didn't struggle as she went into the bathroom.

Her bathroom was smaller than Xie Tu's, and there were no partitions, so the entire space was completely open.

When Yun Zhao came in, he saw the clothes hanging in the bathroom.

It was the tracksuit she changed out of after showering last night, her underwear, and... the man's clothes.

She didn't have time to shower last night, so it's obvious who did.

Yun Zhao was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

She always washed her own underwear, which even Aunt Zhao found embarrassing.

How could he wash the things with a clear conscience?

I thought of his laundry basket that was always empty.

Can't you stand dirty clothes?

Yun Zhao came to the sink and looked down to see an unfamiliar mouthwash cup, toothbrush, and razor.

Now I finally understand what territorial invasion means.

Is he planning to stay at her house and never leave? What difference does it make whether he gives her a formal title or not?

He's already made it clear to Aunt Zhao!

Outside, the rain was pouring down, the glass was blurred and mottled, and water splashed down the window frame.

Yun Zhao brushed his teeth while thinking in front of the mirror.

She had already considered agreeing to let him stay overnight last night, and she had no intention of hiding it from him.

The two of them don't have any shady relationship.

Xie Tu is handsome, capable, caring, and rich. I don't think anyone would object.

She inexplicably became someone with only one bottom line.

—You must find your father to get married.

After Yun Zhao finished washing up, Xie Tu was still busy in the kitchen. She went into the room to change out of her pajamas and said to him, "I'm going downstairs for a walk."

Xie Tu knew she was going out to visit someone. "Go ahead, come back for dinner in half an hour," he said casually, as if instructing his wife as she left.

"I understand." Yun Zhao bent down to change his shoes.

Yun Zhao took the elevator to the eighth floor first.

The rain was too heavy.

People who don't need to go to work stay at home. It's lunchtime, so most of the doors are open, and the aroma of food fills the air.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, someone spotted her.

They greeted her warmly, "Zhaozhao's back! Have you eaten yet?"

“I said I heard a car downstairs last night, so I guessed it was you coming back.”

Hearing the noise, Yao Qian grabbed a shovel and ran to the door. "Zhao Zhao, come in and sit down for a while. Why don't you have lunch at my house?"

The aunt next door said, "Come to my house instead, I'll cook another dish!"

"Need not."

Yun Zhao pointed upstairs: "They're cooking at home. I'll just go downstairs for a quick look and then go back for dinner."

Yao Qian assumed she was referring to Zhao Yan's house, so she turned around, went inside, filled a bowl with some fried pork cracklings, sprinkled a layer of white sugar on top, and then forcefully shoved it into Zhao Yan's arms.

"I just fried them, they're still warm, I'll take them home as a snack."

Looking at the fragrant, crispy fried pork cracklings, Yun Zhao felt a little hungry. "Then I'll bring you the bowl later."

"You don't need to go. Have Zhao Yan bring it over when she comes down later."

Seeing her walk to the right, Yao Qian smiled and said, "Are you looking for Xiangzi? Xiangzi went out this morning, and Aunt Liu went to visit someone somewhere. No one is home at his house."

The search team won't take a break just because it's raining.

With such heavy rain, the coal stored there must not get wet.

The sentries, worried about the profits, went out as soon as the rain started.

"Okay, I understand." Yun Zhao turned a corner and prepared to leave.

Just then, the aunt next door came out, holding two pancakes with her chopsticks, and put them into the bowl of fried pork cracklings. "These are wild vegetable pancakes that we just baked at home. Try them."

Yun Zhao couldn't refuse, "Thank you, Auntie."

She simply walked down the stairs, where many people were sitting in the seventh-floor hallway. When they saw her return, they all greeted her warmly.

I also grabbed some snacks from home to feed her.

As Yun Zhao walked, he was given things by people all the way.

When we got to the fifth floor, we met Uncle Liu again. He had so many things that he could hardly carry them all.

The old town mayor came out when he heard the commotion.

His eyesight wasn't very good, and when he saw Yun Zhao carrying things over, he assumed it was another gift.

The old town mayor glared.

Yun Zhao quickly explained, "It was given to me by someone in town."

Visiting other people's homes during mealtimes doesn't seem like a good idea.

But since everyone is home, she has to go out in the afternoon, and she doesn't know if she'll have time afterwards.

The old mayor's expression softened. "Come in and sit down."

As Yun Zhao stepped into the house, he immediately noticed the stark contrast in silence compared to the hallway.

Noon.

The aroma of food wafted from the open doors of other houses, mingling with the lively laughter and chatter of neighbors, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

But at the town mayor's home, his grandson was at school, and he was all alone.

It was deserted and quiet.

The fire hasn't been lit yet, are you not planning to have lunch?

Yun Zhao glanced at the kitchen, which was cold and deserted, and couldn't help but say, "Grandpa Mayor, why don't you come to my house for lunch?"

"No need, I'm too lazy to bother Zhao Yan."

The old town mayor took the thermos and poured her a cup of hot water.

He came over and sat down, leaning on his cane. Probably afraid that she would worry, he said, "We steamed some buns at home this morning. We can heat them up in the rice cooker when we get hungry."

Yun Zhao said quietly, "Let's eat upstairs. Aunt Zhao isn't cooking lunch today."

"Are you going to do it?"

The old town mayor looked her up and down and said, "Then you absolutely can't go. I'm too old to take any more trouble. I don't want to get food poisoning."

Yun Zhao: "..."

Yun Zhao picked up the teacup and drank some water to cover his embarrassment.

“That day, Dongshu came to me in a hurry, saying that something big had happened outside, and it might involve you…” The old mayor pondered for a moment, just about to continue.

Yun Zhao quickly interrupted, "I came down here to talk about this. It's not that serious. We don't need to move."

The people in the town finally adapted to life at the base.

Seeing that everyone's lives were getting better, she didn't want to drag everyone down unless absolutely necessary.

"Is it really related to you?"

The old town mayor stared at her, his expression serious. "Tell me honestly, what kind of work is done at the base that keeps you from going home for ten days or half a month?"