Yingbao didn't reply immediately, but instead gave her mother, Wang Yitong, a sweet smile, forgetting that she had recently lost a front tooth.
Therefore, what is presented is not a sweet smile, but a comical one.
However, Wang Yitong couldn't notice the somewhat comical Yingbao in front of her, nor could she laugh. In fact, she was still immersed in the world of washing clothes.
She couldn't understand why her daughter would want to put her into the space while she was washing clothes.
...
After waiting for a while, Yingbao still didn't say anything. Wang Yitong thought that she had accidentally let herself in, so she was too embarrassed to say anything.
So Wang Yitong squatted down and gently comforted Yingbao: "Yingbao, if you don't want to talk, we don't have to, but first... let your mother out."
At this moment, Yingbao was thinking about how to explain to her mother, Wang Yitong, that the washing machine could wash clothes.
Upon hearing this, before her mother, Wang Yitong, could finish speaking, she immediately pulled Wang Yitong into a flash and arrived at the washing machine.
"Yingbao, what are you doing?" Wang Yitong said angrily.
Wang Yitong was waiting for Yingbao to take her back to the place where she used to wash clothes, but when she opened her eyes, she found herself in a place full of strange and unusual things. Was this some kind of joke?
How could she not be angry?
Seeing her mother was angry, Yingbao stopped being smug and quickly pointed to a fully automatic washing machine, saying:
"Mom, look at this thing. It's called an automatic washing machine. It can wash clothes, all our dirty clothes. It can dry them directly. After hanging them out to dry for an hour, they'll be dry. We won't have to go through the trouble of washing each piece of clothing one by one anymore. After washing, we have to carry them out and hang them out to dry one by one."
Wang Yitong was surprised after hearing this, and took a step forward, looking around with her eyes, her eyeballs almost popping out.
Then, Wang Yitong asked incredulously, "Yingbao, are you serious?"
"Of course, and besides, Mother, when have I ever lied to you?" Yingbao said smugly.
"That's true!" In Wang Yitong's memory, her daughter seemed to have never lied to her.
Next, Yingbao took the clothes into her spatial dimension and showed her mother, Wang Yitong, how convenient the washing machine was.
Then, Yingbao taught Wang Yitong how to use the washing machine. After teaching for a while, Wang Yitong still couldn't learn it. It was as if cooking was a skill that could be learned in a short time, but it was useless here.
Yingbao wiped away the non-existent cold sweat from her forehead, thinking to herself that if she still couldn't teach her mother, she would want to spout classical Chinese poetry.
Fortunately, Wang Yitong finally learned it on the third try.
Oh my god!
Teaching is so difficult.
She will never do that again.
The mother and daughter sat on the grass, with a bottle of nutritional drink, cola, country-style cold dishes, duck necks from Lonely Duck, and a pot of spicy duck heads in front of them.
They planned to eat while waiting for the washing machine to finish washing and drying their clothes, then the mother and daughter would take them out, hang them on hangers to dry, and then go out.
Now I don't have to hide anything from my mother and father when I eat, and I don't have to sneak things out to replenish my food when no one is home anymore.
Thinking about how she used to do good deeds but acted like a thief, it's just... weird.
Fortunately, with her father, mother, grandfather, and grandmother covering for her, Yingbao can finally retire successfully.
I became a middleman for passing things around.
There's no need to worry about people doubting her.
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