Chapter 113 Eating Noodles Makes You Fly!
"Licorice, I love this outfit so much! Thank you and Su Mu!"
Bai Su thought for a moment and said to Gan Cao:
"How about we forget about the other thing you owe me? After all, you put so much effort into making clothes for everyone."
Gancao's face lit up instantly, as if this were the highest praise for his sewing skills, but then he shook his head and said:
"No need. I'll do the other thing for you after you've gained some experience."
"Oh well."
When the topic of the upcoming trials came up, the group was a little sad, but Bai Su looked on with anticipation and said:
"I really can't wait for tomorrow to come."
Snow Grass said angrily, "Didn't the chief say that we can't live in the old tree hole? What are we going to do when we go to the park?"
Bai Su stroked her new dress and calmly said:
"If they don't want me to stay there, they don't want me to stay there. I wasn't planning on living in those old houses anyway."
Her big eyes sparkled, as if she were remembering the little plan she had secretly devised.
But the others didn't understand what she meant and were still sighing.
Xuecao and Hemeng followed Bai Su around like her little shadows. The thought of not seeing Bai Su tomorrow made them very sad.
Seeing the little figures looking sad and listless, Ning Jia quickly said:
"It's almost five o'clock, time to make dinner. What would you like to eat for dinner tonight?"
He then looked at Bai Su and said, "Bai Su, what do you want to eat tonight? Order whatever you like, I'll make it for you."
Bai Su tilted her head. "I'd like to eat stir-fried vegetables, is that okay?"
Ning Jia smiled and said, "Of course you can."
Of course, dinner couldn't just consist of stir-fried vegetables. With the help of Dongkui's little helper, Ningjia made delicious noodles, various kinds of mixed noodles and sauces, and spread them all over the table, making it a very sumptuous meal!
While everyone was absorbed in eating, Ning Jia quietly said to Bai Su:
"When you come back, I'll make you a kind of noodle dish that you've never had before. Stay tuned!"
Bai Su smiled sweetly at her, "Yes, I'm really looking forward to it."
...
After the meal, Ning Jia went to the express delivery station again and picked up a new package.
Licorice thought the sewing machine had arrived and stared at it eagerly, but Ning Jia took out... a cylindrical jar.
This doesn't look like a sewing machine either.
Ning Jia looked at the safety label and the word "balloon" on the can and grinned at the little ones:
"The new flight equipment is in place, we can take off now! Who wants to be the first to experience it?"
What?
The little people looked at each other, completely baffled by Ning Jia's "flying," and none of them dared to step forward.
Ning Jia skipped over the orange leaves, white perilla, and licorice... and fixed her gaze on He Meng.
Ning Jia looked at He Meng, and He Meng looked at Ning Jia. The two began an encrypted conversation through their eyes:
Ning Jia: This time it really can fly! I'm not kidding, I'm a rabbit!
He Meng: Can it fly very, very high? Not like a paper airplane?
Ning Jia: It's not like a paper airplane, it can fly very, very high!
Ning Jia: I'm lying, I eat vegetable leaves three times a day.
He Meng: Okay, then I'll believe you...
Under everyone's watchful eyes, He Meng suddenly raised her little hand:
I want to try it!
"Okay. Just a moment."
Ning Jia immediately took out the balloons she had bought earlier, attached them to the helium inflation machine she had bought online, and quickly made several balloons.
The little people all watched with wide-open mouths, as if watching a magic show:
Why did such a small piece of cloth suddenly become such a big ball, as big as a watermelon?
Could it be that some kind of magic was used?
Seeing that the balloons tied to the chairs did not fall but floated gently above their heads, the little people were all dumbfounded, their mouths agape!
This...this really is magic, isn't it?!
Ning Jia made several balloons in a row, thinking that it should be enough, so she stopped, took the long clothesline, spread a thick blanket around it, and also took an unused quilt.
Weren't we supposed to experience flying? What are these things for?
Amidst the children's puzzled gazes, Ning Jia untied the string of one of the balloons, tied a thicker hair tie to the other end, then squatted down, gesturing for He Meng to sit on the lower half of the hair tie, with her two little hands gripping the two sides tightly to keep them from letting go.
He Meng said "Oh," and obediently and somewhat nervously "sat" on the hair tie, gripping it tightly with her little hands. Then she stood there a little nervously...
Ning Jia said, "He Meng, hold on tight and don't let go!" and slowly released her grip on the balloon string.
Huh? Huh? Huh?
Before He Meng could react, she was gently lifted up and floated upwards with the balloon. Her two short legs swayed, and she quickly grabbed her hair tie in fright.
Everyone else was stunned, staring blankly as He Meng slowly rose into the air. Ning Jia, on the other hand, stood under the balloon, clutching a thick blanket, her eyes fixed on He Meng, ready to prevent any accidents from happening.
Fortunately, He Meng wasn't afraid of heights and quickly adapted to the height of the balloon. She adjusted her posture slightly and even started playing around with it.
She twirled her hair tie with her little hands for a while, then looked around at the "scenery," finding it all extremely interesting!
After an unknown amount of time, the balloon was already touching the ceiling. Ning Jia said, "Flight over," and gently pulled on the long rope that was dragging on the ground, slowly pulling the balloon down again.
"It seems a balloon can support the weight of a tiny person," Ning Jia muttered to herself. "The internet wasn't lying to me."
Juye had already taken out her little notebook and sketched out what had just happened.
He Meng reluctantly left the balloon airplane, saying, "Ning Jia, why did you pull me down? I wanted to keep flying!"
Ning Jia patted her little head:
"That was just an experiment. I'll improve the equipment a bit more later, and it'll be fun to play with."
...
Ning Jia quickly took out the paper cups she had bought earlier, nested them one inside the other, and after making three layers, she poked a few holes in the paper cups, tied on a few colorful balloons, and made a simple hot air balloon (non-heated version).
She left the hot air balloon's string long, pulled on it slowly, and watched as the hot air balloon wobbled and floated up to the ceiling. The "basket" below was also very stable, with almost no swaying.
All the little figures couldn't help but tilt their heads back, gazing in awe at the colorful balloons and airplanes.
"That's really high! Aren't you scared standing up there?"
He Meng shook her head vigorously, "I'm not scared at all, it's so much fun!"
Seeing everyone's expressions of wanting to try but also being worried, Ning Jia had no choice but to say:
"He Meng, why don't you try this new balloon?"
Soon, the entire living room was covered with fluffy cotton floor mats, and the previous floorboards were completely gone.
The little people walked barefoot on the soft "carpet," and at first they were a little uncomfortable, but they quickly grew to like the fluffy ground.
After all, the soil and grass they walk on all the time are soft and pliable.
Moreover, these mats all have refreshing floral patterns, and at first glance, they really do look like you've wandered into a flower garden.
Canglan then reminded him from the side:
"This mat is not like a floor, so it's not easy to clean. Please be careful when eating to avoid spilling or catching anything."
The little people all looked at the lovely floral floor and nodded in agreement.
Ning Jia smiled slightly, "It's alright. This mat isn't a single piece; it's pieced together. If any part gets dirty, you can just replace that piece. It's very convenient."
But the little people said, "Such a beautiful place is only lovely when it's clean and tidy."
Ning Jia smiled and said, "Then let's start our balloon ride!"
"Yay! Yay!"
On a clean and cute floral-patterned cushion, several young figures stood at the front, looking eager to try.
Soon, He Meng and Bai Su stood inside the reinforced paper cup. As Ning Jia let go, they slowly rose into the sky—no, into the ceiling.
He Meng excitedly leaned over the edge of the cup and shouted:
"Bai Su, look! Everyone's turned into tiny little bugs! Hahaha~"
Bai Su smiled slightly, "Perhaps, in their eyes, you're also a little insect person!"
As Bai Su was speaking, she was about to walk to He Meng's side when suddenly her foot wobbled, startling her so she quickly retreated.
Ning Jia noticed the paper cups wobbling beneath their feet and quickly said:
"You two stand on either side of the paper cup and don't move around, or you won't be able to maintain your balance."
Balance? That seems to be yet another new term?
Just as Ju Ye was about to ask more questions while waiting to "board the plane," Ning Jia gently pulled her into the "cabin" of another balloon with her fingers. Ju Ye had no choice but to reach out and grab the string tied to the paper cup, and slowly float into the air with Dao Ya...
Once the second balloon airplane reached its highest point—the ceiling—orange leaves and rice sprouts tried to move around in the paper cup, and then, amidst a jolt, they experienced firsthand what it meant to "lose their balance."
So that's what maintaining balance means!
After being shaken around, Juye leaned against the paper cup, her heart pounding. She turned her head and met the gaze of Daoya, who was also startled. Then they both giggled.
He Meng wasn't lying to them, flying is really fun!
At this moment, Ning Jia realized that it might be more stable to have three passengers in one "cabin," since a triangle is a stable shape.
This way, everyone can board the plane much faster.
As one balloon after another took off successfully, the once spacious living room ceiling was now overflowing with balloons, densely packed together, resembling an event venue, filled with all sorts of colorful balloons.
Even Canglan and the others tried flying it out of curiosity, but they only stayed for a short while before Ning Jia brought the small plane down.
Airport dispatcher Ning Jia immediately ran over, slowly pulled down the corresponding balloon rope, and then held the paper cup down with her hand, tilting it so that the Canglan, Zelan, and Baizhi could land safely.
"Aren't you going to play a little longer? Is Teacher Zhelan not feeling well?"
Zhelan smiled and waved her hand, "No, it's just..."
She said somewhat shyly:
"I thought the house was pretty tidy, but when I looked up just now, oh my god, it was such a mess that I couldn't even look at it."
Bai Zhi picked up the conversation:
"Yes, I really didn't expect the house to be so messy, so we thought we'd come down first and see if we could come up with a solution... um... to rearrange and reorganize the layout."
She even knows terms like "planning room layout," so it seems Bai Zhi has watched quite a few home decor blogger videos.
Ning Jia chuckled inwardly, "Actually, not many people come to our house usually, so there's no rush. We can discuss it slowly."
Canglan and the others nodded, then looked at the little figure squatting on the floor, looking on expectantly, and said:
"Those little ones can fly up and play too, it won't be a problem."
Ning Jia smiled and nodded, pointing to the small bamboo basket on the ground. "I'm planning to build a bigger cabin so that all the children can go up there, and then the parents can fly with them too, which is safer."
Cang Lan smiled and thanked Ning Jia, "Thank you for your help again today."
Ning Jia waved her hand, "It's okay, it's okay, I had a lot of fun too."
The usually empty living room is suddenly filled with so many colorful balloons of different colors, and so many little figures under the balloons. What a dreamy and enchanting scene!
Happiness isn't just about eating, drinking, and making money; a little romance now and then can also add a lot of fun to life.
Not long after, the large bamboo-basket airplane, which had the most balloons and the largest and most comfortable cabin, also took off smoothly.
Guoguo, Xingxing, Luoluo, and other little ones, under the watchful eyes of two middle-aged children, stood by the bamboo basket, craning their curious little heads, their eyes wide open, letting out one exclamation after another.
Xingxing and Guoguo huddled together, encouraging each other before slowly peeking out to look down.
"Wow!" Guoguo exclaimed, her mouth agape in surprise, "Our home... has become so different!"
The star also opened its mouth, "Hmm, it's gotten smaller."
Guoguo turned her head to look at the coffee table, and then started shouting again:
"My tree spirit, my little cup, they're so small I can't even see them!"
Xingxing nodded: "My little stool is too!"
Guoguo: "But, Sister Ningjia still looks quite big!"
Xingxing nodded: "Yes, it's quite big!"
Their voices were so loud that the little figures at the other end of the bamboo basket, hearing them, also peered down from the edge of the basket:
"Wow, it really is! Sister Ningjia still looks quite big!"
Wow, Ningjia is so big!
Ning Jia, standing under the large airplane in the bamboo basket, immediately looked annoyed.
Don't think that just because you're in a high position, I can't hear you...
...
Everyone was exhausted after the indoor balloon adventure.
Canglan quickly urged the tribespeople to take a bath, otherwise they would be too lazy to bathe once they fell asleep (not really).
After yawning and getting cleaned up, the little ones went back to their rooms to rest and go to sleep.
Ning Jia also returned to her room, took out her notebook, and enthusiastically recorded the exciting day.
Well, first, there's Bai Su's new clothes, then... the balloon sightseeing tour that wasn't too hot, and also, the promise to Bai Su can't be forgotten... also, the floor mats at home are all laid out, and also, Zhou...
As Ning Jia finished writing, she suddenly slapped her forehead, put down her pen, and hurriedly left the room to find Chief Canglan.
Almost forgot, you can also put the mats in the dwarf's room.
After helping the little ones lay out the carpet and sheets in the room, Ning Jia returned to her room with a sigh of relief. She sat down at her desk again, looked at the character "Zhou" on the notebook, and tilted her head in confusion:
Huh? What was I about to write?
She couldn't remember for a moment, so she hastily wrote "Zhou Chi came by," closed the notebook, and ended today's diary entry.
Not only Ning Jia, but also many other little figures were writing in their diaries in the quiet cubicles before bed that day.
Bai Su held the thick diary and carefully added a lot of new content, all of which were detailed guides on how to survive alone in the park, as well as asking Ning Jia to check the weather.
Juye wrote about small research projects that interested her, such as the latest changes in the weight of her tribesmen.
She also meticulously recorded the contents and quantity of her meals that day, silently pondering the relationship between the two.
Daoya wrote about how to grow lettuce, with pictures and text, very detailed. It seems she's really going all out this time, determined to eat the barbecue Ningjia promised.
The boys in the dormitory were also writing diaries.
Rather than writing a diary, Licorice and Sappanwood were drawing blueprints, of course, of their latest invention: a three-layered, detachable skirt.
Shi Ying recalled the events of the day, too lazy to write anything, so he casually rummaged through a small wooden box, skillfully picked out a tiny wooden stamp, and heavily stamped a string of bright red, flower-shaped characters onto a new page:
I'm so happy today!! (Very happy voice version)
While scratching her curly hair, Dongkui recalled the contents of today's three meals. It was more like she was writing down recipes than writing a diary.
As for He Meng, he is probably the only one among the young villains who doesn't keep a diary.
After the room and the mattress on the bed were made, she quickly crawled into her little blanket and lay down. She even rubbed her little feet against the newly laid fleece sheets and blankets, finding them so soft and cozy, and wished she could roll around on the bed forever!
But in the end, she just stretched out her little hands and feet with a happy expression, rubbing herself against the warm blankets, sometimes against the fluffy sheets, sometimes against her fragrant mother, and then unknowingly fell asleep with her head tilted to the side.
While everyone was happily writing in their diaries or falling into a sweet sleep, Xuecao searched her room for a long time and finally found her long-lost diary.
She gripped her small pencil with a displeased expression and forcefully wrote a line of large characters (in small handwriting) on the second page of her notebook:
Gan Cao didn't make me any new clothes today either!! (Very angry tone)
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