Chapter 490 Going Home
Hearing the car noise downstairs, Zhao Yan had a premonition that Zhao Zhao had returned, and waited at the elevator door early.
The elevator started moving and stopped on the twelfth floor.
When the door opened, Yun Zhao indeed came out.
She carried a large backpack on her back and wore a loose-fitting light blue tracksuit with the neckline slightly open, revealing her slender neck.
His face had gained some weight, and he was no longer as thin as when he first arrived at the base.
Seeing that she was safe and sound, Zhao Yan was relieved and quickly went up to her, "Zhao Zhao is back. Have you eaten?"
Yun Zhao had been away for a long time and missed everyone. She jogged over and said, "I haven't eaten yet, but someone will cook later. Aunt Zhao, have you eaten?"
Is anyone doing this?
who?
"I've already eaten." Zhao Yan was a little puzzled, but didn't ask any further questions.
She took the key from under the meter box and helped open the door. "Work must be tough, right? Are you tired? Household expenses aren't high, you don't need to earn too many points, your health is the most important thing..."
Yun Zhao felt a sense of warmth listening to Aunt Zhao's concerned and nagging voice, and handed her one of the bags in her hand.
Inside are stationery items I bought for the children.
"Where are Pingping and An'an?" Yun Zhao interrupted her.
Zhao Yan seemed used to her coming back with bags and packages every time. She took the bags and said, "I'm in line to take a shower. I have to go to school tomorrow."
There are not many entertainment activities at the base.
There was no busy farming season recently, so everyone in town except the sentries went to bed early. Zhao Yan only came out to check when she heard the sound of a car downstairs.
Yun Zhao paused.
Summer days are long and it gets dark late. I wasted some time at the operations headquarters and almost forgot about the town's schedule.
It looks like we won't be able to enjoy Xie Tu's cooking tonight.
Thinking that the children had to go to school the next day, she didn't go over to disturb them.
"I have to wait for He Xiang and the others to bring their things up. Aunt Zhao, you can go back first. Don't worry about me." Yun Zhao stood at the door changing her shoes.
Zhao Yan thought that she must be exhausted after just returning, and didn't want to disturb her rest.
"Okay, tomorrow...do you want to eat at home?"
Yun Zhao thought for a moment, "We might have a dinner party tonight, so I should be home for lunch."
Zhao Yan nodded repeatedly, and only returned home after watching her enter the house.
After entering the house, Yun Zhao did not close the door. He walked around the house inside and out and put the newly bought toys from the bag into the little bluebird's toy room.
The little bluebird returned to its familiar territory, flapping its wings as it flew into the room to play.
Fire Phoenix followed eagerly.
The new toy is two little yellow ducks. If you squeeze them a little, they make a squealing sound from their bellies.
—"Chirp—Chirp—"
—"Chirp—Chirp—"
Sounds soon came from the toy room.
Yun Zhao walked to his own soft sofa and sat down, relaxing completely. His tense nerves slowly unfurled like tea leaves steeped in warm water.
"Home is still the best." Her voice was full of relief after being relieved of a heavy burden.
Not long after.
He Xiang led his men to carry things upstairs.
The items were neatly piled up at the entrance.
Several strong sentries worked together and finished the job in two trips.
Yun Zhao didn't see Cheng Dongqing, but didn't think much of it. He gave each of them an apple as a thank you gift.
The sentries happily accepted it.
"Sister Yun Zhao, why have you been gone for so long again this time?"
—"Chirp—Chirp—" came a sound from the toy room.
He Xiang had a lot to say to her. "A few days ago, I asked Dong Shu for your number, but he was vague and wouldn't give it to me, telling me we shouldn't disturb your work."
What jobs are off-limits to contact?
He Xiang vaguely sensed that something was not right.
That day, he saw Dongshu run to the town mayor in a panic and stay in the mayor's house for a long time without coming out.
The search team now has members with communication devices, and the incident on the forum has caused quite a stir.
He Xiang hadn't thought that far ahead.
—"Chirp—Chirp—"
Sister Yun Zhao is kind-hearted, understanding, gentle, and has little fighting ability. She needs protection, so she could never be a Dark Guide.
This has nothing to do with them.
He'll just watch the show.
It has to be said.
He Xiang's filter for his sister Yun Zhao is exceptionally strong.
—"Chirp—Chirp—"
Upon hearing this, Yun Zhao felt that Cheng Dongshu was being overly cautious. "There's nothing you can't contact."
When Yun Zhao gave them the communicator, He Xiang hadn't had time to get a SIM card, so he didn't give them a number.
She held up the communicator, "What's your number? I'll add you."
He Xiang recited a string of numbers.
Yun Zhao and He Xiang exchanged numbers, and Yun Zhao said, "Contact me directly if you need anything in the future."
Outside, the elevator doors opened again, and Xie Tu came up carrying groceries.
“Okay!” He Xiang replied repeatedly.
Knowing that the two hadn't had dinner, he didn't want to disturb them, so he happily took the communicator and went downstairs.
"Sister Yun Zhao, Brother Xie, we'll be going now." The sentry in the town greeted them in this way, just like He Xiang.
Xie Tu carried the things in, grunted in response, and closed the door behind him.
There was no one else.
Yun Zhao was finally able to lie down and rest, sprawled on the sofa, not wanting to move.
Xie Tu stood in the entryway, bent down, took out the newly bought (brought with him) slippers from the bag, and put them on.
Her home was just as cozy and clean as when I last visited; Aunt Zhao had washed the carpets and curtains.
Xie Tu changed into slippers, picked up a shopping bag, and walked into the living room. His gaze fell on Yun Zhao, who was sprawled on the sofa, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"Tired?" he asked in a low voice.
Yun Zhao buried her face in the cushion and mumbled a soft "hmm".
I returned to the base at noon and was busy until now before I got home.
Xie Tu didn't rush her. He simply put the things he bought into the refrigerator one by one, moving slowly and deliberately to avoid disturbing her rare moment of relaxation.
Yun Zhao tilted her head slightly and looked at him through the gap in the cushion.
His arms, with their sleeves rolled up, had sharp lines and long, slender fingers. The warm light from the kitchen shone on his profile, softening his features.
"What would you like to drink?" he asked without turning his head, as if he had noticed her gaze.
Yun Zhao replied vaguely, "...It's icy."
Xie Tu chuckled softly, took out a can of her usual fruit tea from the refrigerator, unzipped it with one hand, and walked to the sofa to hand it to her.
Yun Zhao slowly propped herself up, reached out to take it, and belatedly realized that this was her home.
How could someone so naturally take the initiative?
Xie Tu had already carried the ingredients into the kitchen.
—"Chirp—Chirp—"
The toy's screams came from the next room again.
Xie Tu chose to ignore it. He glanced around and saw that the kitchen was empty, without even a pot.
No, not even a pot, let alone honeycomb briquettes or a cutting board for heating.
Xie Tu rubbed his temples, turned around and walked to the entrance hall. "I'm going to borrow something from next door."
Upon hearing this, Yun Zhao hurriedly put down his drink. "What do you need? I'll go!"
If he goes out and knocks on doors like that, the whole building will know tomorrow.
Xie Tu paused for a moment, his gaze falling on her. "You need honeycomb briquettes and a cutting board, a wok, and a rice cooker for stewing soup. The things are heavy and you can't move them yourself."
This is no challenge for Yun Zhao.
The number I just added came in handy.
Ten minutes later.
The sentries returned, carrying a pile of things she needed, and knocked on the door.
They are currently in the business of making honeycomb briquettes; the town lacks everything except honeycomb briquettes.
He Xiang even brought over an extra coal stove.
After the goods were delivered, the group of people quickly left again.
Xie Tu went into the kitchen to get busy.
—"Chirp—Chirp—"
Yun Zhao walked over and stood at the kitchen door. "Aunt Zhao and the others have already eaten. The children have to go to school tomorrow, so it's just us eating tonight. We can cook less food."
Simmering soup takes too long; I don't know when I'll be able to eat.
"Okay." Xie Tu listened to her and put the extra ingredients into the refrigerator.
The kitchen is not large.
She couldn't be of much help here, so Xie Tu told her to go back to the living room and sit down.
The man was busy in the kitchen.
She usually lives alone, and the only sound in her house is her own footsteps. Her refrigerator is always stuffed with instant food and snacks.
But now, the sound of running water can be heard in the kitchen, and Xie Tu is standing there skillfully rinsing rice and washing vegetables.
The space suddenly felt crowded—yet strangely reassuring.
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