I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 513

Chapter 513: Chapter 513

He Xuerong and Li Mingguang were in fifth grade, and Li Mingguang was the class monitor. The little girl who had just stood at the door was named Zhou Ruoruo, who was now a new transfer student, having joined the class yesterday.

Zhou Ruoruo was stamping her feet at the Zhou Family’s doorstep and continued yelling, "Are you deaf? Can’t you hear when I’m talking to you?"

Such shouting had startled both He Xiuyu and Qiao Qingyu, and naturally, Liu Ying from the Zhou Family came out too because she heard her daughter calling out loudly at the doorstep.

Although Liu Ying didn’t know what had happened, she still frowned and said, "Why are you not coming inside after finishing school? Why are you yelling at the doorstep?"

Zhou Ruoruo then complained, "Mom, that boy is my classmate and also the class monitor. I called him, but he ignored me."

Li Mingguang suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, and greeted Liu Ying with a polite smile, saying very obediently, "Hello, Auntie."

Then he looked at Zhou Ruoruo, who was glaring at him angrily, "Classmate Zhou Ruoruo, my surname is Li, and my name is Li Mingguang. I am a student of Class 1, Grade 5, at the Tenghai Research Base Comprehensive School. I’m not called ’hey hey hey’, and I’m not deaf."

He said this and then turned to walk leisurely towards his own home.

Zhou Ruoruo stomped her foot and pointed at his retreating figure, "Mom, look at him, acting all high and mighty."

Liu Ying’s eyes flickered and she said, "Ruoruo, don’t be rude." After speaking, she took her daughter by the hand and entered the house.

He Xuerong couldn’t help but show a hint of a mocking smile on her face, but she didn’t say anything in the courtyard. After going inside the house with He Xiuyu and the others, the little girl began to chatter non-stop.

"... I have never seen such an annoying little girl. She wants to pick her own seat wherever she sits, and it has to be the cleanest one. Then she checks if the student sitting with her has lice in their hair or smells funny. She even made Tian Xiaomei from my class cry. It was barely tolerable to walk home together, but she actually asked Li Mingguang to carry her backpack, and then she said—’If you carry He Xuerong’s bag, you’re a lackey, but if you carry mine, you’re a hero, a knight.’ What kind of nonsense is that? Where did she even learn this?"

He Xiuyu and Qiao Qingyu exchanged glances, and He Xiuyu said in a grave voice, "Uncle knows, there’s no need to argue with her. Don’t lose your composure."

Qiao Qingyu patted Rongrong’s hair, "Our Rongrong is even a year younger than her. Forget about composure or not; that little girl does look very clean, though."

"Cleanliness isn’t the issue; she doesn’t know how to respect others."

He Xuerong muttered to herself as she went to wash her hands.

Meanwhile, at the Zhou Family, Zhou Hai was tidying up his study, and Liu Ying stood at the door, asking softly, "Old Zhou, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Whatever we have will be fine."

Liu Ying glanced at the documents on his desk and returned her gaze quietly, sounding somewhat anxious, "Old Zhou, ever since the Tenghai Research Base was established, that leadership team has barely changed. Everyone says they are solid as a barrel that not even water can penetrate. How can you carry out your work effectively?"

Zhou Hai’s lips curled slightly, "What barrel? They’re more like a mountain of iron, but if you’re determined, there’s nothing that can’t be moved."

"That’s easy to say, but it’s not so easy to achieve something here," Liu Ying sighed.

"Alright, that’s not for you to worry about. Once the funds are in place, start preparing for the Cultural Palace. Focusing on your own work is better than anything else."

Liu Ying then laughed, "I’m just worried out of concern. Alright, I’ll go cook. You keep busy."

Liu Ying decisively turned to head for the kitchen, but after taking a few steps, as if remembering something, Zhou Hai said, "Jiao Jiao hasn’t had much appetite these days, make something to whet her appetite."

Liu Ying paused, a mysterious look crossing her face.

Then she responded cheerfully, "Sure, I’ll stir-fry some hot and sour shredded potatoes for Jiao Jiao."

Zhou Hai’s eyes showed a touch of tenderness, and with gratitude, he said, "Ah Yin, you’re really wonderful."

Liu Ying gave him a sideways glance, her tone playful and teasing. "We’re an old couple. What are you talking about? Isn’t this what I should be doing?"

"You’re doing it very well, though. In a few days, if we find a nanny, you can relax."

Liu Ying pondered for a moment. "As far as I know, none of the leaders living in the residential compound have hired a nanny yet. Let’s wait on that."

"That’s fine too." Zhou Hai nodded, then returned to the documents in his hands without saying anything further, while Liu Ying went to the kitchen.

Although they didn’t have a nanny, Zhou Hai was the deputy director with a high rank. Many people had come to help them move, and everything was neatly arranged. They really lacked for nothing.

So there wasn’t much to tidy up. When Liu Ying finished cooking, Zhou Zijiao and Zhou Pengcheng came back. Liu Ying warmly greeted them with a smile.

In a soft voice, Zhou Pengcheng said, "Mom, we’re home from school."

Standing at the door, Zhou Zijiao’s body was slightly stiff. She clenched her fist at her side, looked up at the smiling Liu Ying, and responded coolly before heading to her room with her backpack on her back.

Liu Ying just smiled awkwardly.

Zhou Hai saw the whole thing and furrowed his brow in disapproval. "What kind of attitude is that? Who are you showing a long face to?"

"Alright, alright, it’s time to eat. Old Zhou, take it easy," Liu Ying hurriedly interjected to cut off Zhou Hai.

Their house had the same layout as He Xiuyu’s house.

Zhou Zijiao and Zhou Ruoruo shared a room, Zhou Pengcheng had his own room, and another bedroom was for Liu Ying and Zhou Hai.

Zhou Zijiao threw her backpack on the desk with a bang and muttered through clenched teeth, "Phony woman, so disgusting."

...

In the blink of an eye, Little Chaoxuan was rolling over and tumbling on the kang.

After just a few days, he was crawling all over the kang.

Using hands and feet together, he was the fastest crawler. At this time, he really needed constant supervision.

He Xiuyu made him a baby crib with rails on the side. He Xuerong never liked Little Chaoxuan staying in it while she was home. She would stay by the edge of the kang to keep her little brother from falling onto the ground.

But Little Chaoxuan seemed tireless and appeared to enjoy the activity, probably because of He Xuerong playing with him. Whenever He Xuerong was home, he’d crawl nonstop on the kang, this way and that, giggling as he moved. The little guy was quite clever and even seemed to have discovered that He Xuerong was afraid he might fall off, intentionally crawling toward the edge.

So, they spread a thick wool carpet across the floor of the room.

The carpet was plush, like cotton.

The house was kept clean, and when things got too busy, they would just put the child on the carpet, close the door, and let him crawl around the room freely.

It was good to put him on the carpet. After finishing her homework, He Xuerong would crawl with him.

Wu Qianyun sat cross-legged in front of the radiator, knitting a sweater for He Xuerong.

This was also to prevent the child from bumping into the radiator.

However, the little guy was very clever. Whenever he reached it, he would automatically turn the corner.