Xin Yunmao was shaken violently, and then he left the comfortable rattan chair and gave his seat to Chu Zhishui. He stood aside with his arms around his chest, watching her occupy the ancient rattan rocking chair, and said in a muffled voice: "Why can't you try it?"

"Shut up." Chu Zhishui lay down, half leaning against the back of the chair and rocking, even her feet were hanging in the air, and she was about to

fall asleep with a swaying sound. She couldn't help but sighed calmly, "It's really comfortable." His vision is not bad, no wonder he can't walk. The ancient rattan rocking chair has a magical power that makes people not want to get off once they lie down. If they hold a mobile phone or iPad, they may stay there for a whole day.

"How much?" Chu Zhishui was so lazy that she couldn't even lift her fingers. She half-lay down like a noble, and ordered the servant beside her, "Help me take a look."

Xin Yunmao took the price tag and handed it to her.

"It's OK, it's suitable." Chu Zhishui made the decision, "Buy one."

Xin Yunmao blinked, "Then put it in the yard."

"No, put it in the house, new furniture is not put outside." Chu Zhishui met his resentful eyes, and said schadenfreudely, "What are you looking at me for? I spent money to buy it, I will put it in the house, not in the yard."

Xin Yunmao pursed his lips angrily.

She also wanted to put the ancient rattan rocking chair near the small courtyard, in the best sunlight position in the house, and then lock the door connecting the small courtyard and the house, so that he could see but not touch it, and he couldn't even rub the chair.

Thinking of this, she felt that the money was more worthwhile, and it added a lot of fun for nothing.

The man and the demon added the ancient rattan rocking chair to the shopping list, and then went to stroll around other places. The furniture store is very large, and there are model rooms of various decoration styles, including a variety of kitchen utensils.

Chu Zhishui walked straight through the kitchen area, but Xin Yunmao stopped curiously. He pointed to the shiny and clean kitchen bar and asked, "What's over there?"

"It's an open kitchen. My house is not like this. I heard that there will be a lot of fumes." Chu Zhishui said, "Of course it's none of my business whether it's open or not. I don't cook often anyway."

She eats in the cafeteria at noon and goes home to eat at night, so she basically has no chance to cook.

"Don't you want to go and take a look?" Xin Yunmao said, "Just take a quick walk around."

"You want to see the kitchen utensils?" Chu Zhishui was surprised, "But you don't even eat."

"With kitchen utensils, you can make rice balls, and you can do something else." Since Xin Yunmao had the experience once in Zhudu, he found that cooking was not difficult. He couldn't help but eager to try it, and he was mysteriously confident in himself.

Chu Zhishui was helpless: "The last time you made sushi, the ingredients were ready-made, and there was no fire. You are a plant, aren't you afraid of fire?"

"Oh, would I be afraid of this little fire?" Xin Yunmao sneered. He was not afraid of even the dragon flame, let alone the stove fire. He said coldly, "I have never been afraid of fire since I was born."

Chu Zhishui had no choice but to follow him to the kitchen area: "Just take a look today, don't buy anything."

"Why?" Xin Yunmao was stunned, "Do you think it was not delicious last time?"

"No, there is no refrigerator at home, so I can't buy the ingredients." Chu Zhishui asked doubtfully, "So I still have to eat it?"

She thought he was interested in cooking, and now it sounded like she still wanted to taste it.

Xin Yunmao frowned: "What else, I don't eat it."

"..."

Why should he make it if he doesn't want to eat it?

Chu Zhishui thought he was so weird, so weird that

she couldn't explain it. He had to cook in her house and cook for her, but the key was that he didn't eat. If he was a man, she would have figured it out by now, but he was a bamboo. After he asked her further, he said "I don't know", which made her confused and had no idea what he was thinking.

She has always been rational and logical, but Xin Yunmao is illogical, and it has been like this since they met. She can analyze things that are organized, but she can't analyze bamboo with weird thinking.

He said he didn't know that day, so she simply didn't know and stopped thinking about it.

Not long after, the man and the demon finished visiting the furniture store. They found a model room at random and sat on the sofa in the living room to rest.

Chu Zhishui was looking down at her phone, checking today's shopping list, and planning to check the delivery time. If it is delivered on a weekday, it will be troublesome to sign for it. She was in the office and it was difficult to get there.

"I set the delivery time on the weekend, but if it is suddenly delivered on a weekday, can you sign for it?" Chu Zhishui said, "There are bamboos outside the yard, you can pass it over, and then go back to the office."

"Okay."

Xin Yunmao now had no hope for her wishes. Anyway, it must be some easy little things, a job that anyone can do. He can call the wind and rain and cross thousands of miles. In the end, she arranged for him to fix the faucet and help her receive express delivery.

Chu Zhishui was very satisfied with his decisiveness: "That's all right, thank you, Lord God."

Soft ambient lights, brand new LCD screens, green plants on both sides, and cozy decorations everywhere.

This place is different from an empty new home. It is a finished product after careful arrangement, just like a real home. There are sundries and books on the coffee table, as if someone uses it every day. There

is a soft velvet carpet under their feet and a springy sofa under their bodies. They stepped back a little, just like ordinary people going home after work. They can finally take a break after a busy day and discuss trivial matters.

Xin Yunmao heard that she stopped talking, and he could not help but sneak a glance at her. He saw that she was concentrating on browsing her phone, and she would stop and think for a while from time to time. She must be planning new furniture.

Under the chandelier, her fair face was stained with golden light, her skin was as delicate as jade, delicate when she put on makeup, and childish without makeup. Only her eyes were always bright and shining, bursting with endless brilliance. She seemed to be in a good mood, and now she was sitting in a relaxed posture, feeling like she was at home.

He and she were in the same home.

This realization suddenly made him hold his breath, awakening his accustomed insensitivity. It was like spring water from melting ice and snow gushing into his chest, spreading rapidly along his blood vessels, making a ding-dong sound. Soon, the warm spring air covered the earth that had just revived from the cold, inducing all kinds of plants dormant underground to break out of the ground.

He did not understand this strange feeling, but at this moment, he seemed to possess something. After wandering repeatedly in the barrenness for thousands of years, he finally found a shallow pool of water. He saw green sprouting by the stream, and spring had arrived unknowingly.

Xin Yunmao was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Humans live so happily every day?"

Are all humans like her, working hard every day, living hard at home, eating a home-cooked meal, having a good night's sleep, always full of energy, occasionally feeling down, but quickly recovering, never having a boring moment?

He was actually a little envious.

"You feel happy?" Chu Zhishui was surprised. "That's because you like shopping. Some people find furniture and decoration troublesome, and they will quarrel over prices or trivial matters. Generally, discussing these things will destroy family unity."

She had heard of many similar things before, such as the husband was a hands-off manager and then nitpicking after buying things, or one of them was more worried about the decoration and felt resentful, and finally quarreled with each other. The lives of ordinary people are not thrilling. They waste their energy in countless boring little things. If they are not careful, they will be exhausted and withered.

"Not bad?" Xin Yunmao lowered his eyes, "I feel happy."

Chu Zhishui was stunned: "Then you are really easy to satisfy."

But he is not a human being. Bamboo must not have complicated ideas and live a simple life in nature.

If you think about it carefully, although he often talks nonsense and is thick-skinned, he has never raised any objections. He usually says sour words to show his presence. If you really ask him to do something, even if he is reluctant at first, he will agree with a nice word, and he will not care at all afterwards.

Maybe he can do everything, so he doesn't care about the reward, just like knowing that the green tea will be sold to the demons like Ye Ju, he doesn't mind their initial hostility at all.

He has no salary, but he still works today. To be honest, it is amazing. He has entered a communist society.

One of the characteristics of a communist society is that humans are freed from the alien forces that control their own production and life destiny, no longer have all the desires for what they need, and begin to consciously create the history of real people who create their own history. 1

He is not a human, but very communist.

Chu Zhishui stared at him for a long time with a subtle expression, until Xin Yunmao turned his head away in confusion. He asked, "What?"

She promised, "If you want to apply for labor arbitration in the future, I am willing to provide you with guidance for free."

"?"

When the man and the demon left the furniture store, it was getting dark outside, and there was

no time to go back to the new home. Chu Zhishui found that she had been coming home late recently. Anyway, whenever she came out to meet him, she would not go back until the evening, wishing that there was a new task to complete together every day.

Xin Yunmao walked with her across the familiar long bridge, and suddenly said, "I put something in the yard today."

"What is it?"

"The bird gave me several boxes of things, I didn't look closely." Xin Yunmao recalled, "I don't need these, so I just put them in the yard."

"Isn't it New Year's goods?" Chu Zhishui said, "There are fruits and drinks in it, you don't need them?" "

No, it seems there is milk, I don't drink that."

Xin Yunmao even prefers fruit tea to milk tea, it seems that he really has no interest in dairy products.

"It's too late to go and get it now." Chu Zhishui was distressed. She glanced at Xin Yunmao and set her sights on him again, "Why don't you go back and you transport the things over, so I don't have to drive to move them."

He can collect and deliver things in a second, and he probably makes a lot of money as a flash delivery boy.

Xin Yunmao returned without saying anything.

This time, he sent Chu Zhishui into the community, helped her move her things into the elevator room, and then said goodbye to her on the first floor and left.

A moment later, Chu Zhishui arrived by elevator. She pushed the box into the corridor with great effort. It was unknown why the monster was so strong. Xin Yunmao did not want to be photographed by the camera taking things from a distance, so he did carry a few boxes of New Year's goods in, and it looked effortless and easy.

At home, Chu Xiaohe heard the door open. He took his eyes off the phone and greeted, "You're back."

"Yeah."

"You've been going out a lot these past two days."

"I went to look at things in the new house." After Chu Zhishui changed her shoes, she shouted into the house, "Mom, I brought back some milk. Don't buy any more recently."

"Okay, I got it." Xie Yan then hurried out of the house.

Chu Xiaohe swept the boxes and asked, "Are these the New Year's goods distributed by your company?"

Chu Zhishui said casually, "Yes, those same ones."

Xie Yan was puzzled, "Why are

there so many more?" "There are just more of them." Chu Zhishui felt guilty, and she quickly made an excuse to leave, "I just came back from outside, I'm going to wash my hands first."

Chu Xiaohe watched his daughter run away. He carefully examined the New Year's goods, wondering what he was thinking, and finally came to the conclusion, "Something has happened to her recently."

"Ah?" Xie Yan was confused, "What's going on?"

Chu Xiaohe said calmly, "Do you remember when she was in junior high school, the school was built next to our house, and she could walk back in ten minutes?"

"I remember, it was in the compound before."

"But she always came back half an hour later, and would definitely be delayed for 20 minutes on the way, just like these few days." Chu Xiaohe said calmly, "The reason was that there was a puppy in the yard at that time, and the owner let it out. She wanted to play with it after school and would not go home until she said hello."

Chu Zhishui has been a well-planned child since she was young. She carefully planned her study time. Even when she saw a puppy she liked, she would not indulge in playing. She would be happy for a while and then go back to work.

Chu Xiaohe knew about this at the time, but he did not intervene. Anyway, his daughter knew what she was doing.

Chu Xiaohe raised his chin towards the pile of New Year goods: "Where did these things come from? The New Year goods box she received has 'Chu' on it, but these boxes don't have names written on them."

Hong Ximing and other monsters didn't dare to write Xin Yunmao's name, only his New Year goods box was clean and tidy.

"Maybe there are extra things, newly issued by the bureau." Xie Yan was suspicious, "No, she didn't drive today and couldn't go to the unit."

Chu Xiaohe nodded, his face was full of seriousness, and his tone was firm: "She has a situation outside, or she has a dog."