Yin Zhu answered honestly.
This question made Hong Xigua scrutinize her again, even staring intently into Yin Zhu's eyes for a long time, before muttering, "She doesn't seem like it..."
Although she hadn't finished speaking, Yin Zhu already guessed what she wanted to say.
—It doesn't look like it.
—It doesn't look like the kind of house where you end up with pills when you get old.
—Why did Yin Zhu know about the existence of that piece of paper?
However, since Yin Zhu asked to see it, Hong Xigua wouldn't refuse. After all, she had already done her best. She wasn't Yin Zhu's biological mother who could follow her 24/7 and remind her not to break the rules at all times. If Yin Zhu really made a mistake, there was nothing she could do.
Have you found any pills in your house?
Hong Xigua probed.
“No, it was the old lady in the classical garden who told me.” Yin Zhu directly shifted the blame for the advisory group’s suggestion to Grandma Yan. “She said she wanted to know, but she could never remember to ask the office, so she asked me to ask you.”
This logic was quite common and convinced Hong Xigua.
After hearing Yin Zhu's explanation, Hong Xigua didn't ask any more questions. He took a booklet from his workstation and handed it to Yin Zhu: "The old man has a lot of rules. Just read it for fun, but don't try to apply them to your own thinking. Remember, don't worry about the time."
Even with Hong Xigua emphasizing it so much, Yin Zhu couldn't help but care.
Yin Zhu took the booklet without even flipping through it. She squeezed its thickness in her hand; it was about three or four pages long. It was probably less than the rules for kindergarten, but compared to most rules, it was still quite a lot.
Even if you trouble others, you still need to observe proper social etiquette.
After putting away the booklet, Yin Zhu smiled and asked, "Sister Hong, would you like to come along?"
"Well, I'm off work too, let's go."
"We seem to be the last to leave, shouldn't we lock the door?"
"No need, someone will come and lock the door."
The two walked and talked. When they reached the entrance of Yaoguang Tower, Yin Zhu stopped and gestured for them to go up first: "Sister Hong, you go up first, I won't follow."
Hong Xigua smiled and said, "Actually, if you're not afraid of me, you can come up with me."
"It's not that I'm afraid, I just feel that everyone does it, so I should do it too. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it will be hard to explain." Yin Zhu answered in a serious tone, revealing a kind of stubbornness.
This answer was obviously a bit silly, which made Hong Xigua laugh: "Okay, then I'll go up first."
The two parted ways and arrived home one after the other.
This time, Yin Zhu didn't hear the sound of high heels in the hallway until she closed the door.
However, the sound was clearly coming from a distance through the door, as if someone had come up the stairs with great effort.
Yes, Hong Xigua lives on the 7th floor and Yin Zhu lives on the 11th floor, so Yin Zhu has already imagined the scene of following Hong Xigua in the elevator to the 7th floor in high heels, and then running all the way down the stairs to the 11th floor.
It must be so tough; even creating eerie content isn't easy these days.
Sitting down at her desk, Yin Zhu took out a booklet, took several deep breaths to prepare herself for seeing dozens of rules, and then turned to the first page.
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