Rebirth Must Be Happy

Chapter 81 [081] Song Zhiyu, don't hide in there and keep silent
"Just go, what's the big deal?"

Xu Haiguang and Song Xiaohui thought about it carefully and felt that nothing serious would happen, but they still felt strange. The two of them had little contact and their relationship was even tense. How could they suddenly become so harmonious?

"What did Huanhuan just say, climb over the wall?"

"Seems to be……"

Both of them thought they had heard the words wrong, but they couldn't figure out what it meant for a while.

"You know quite a lot, don't you?"

In the room, Song Zhiyu saw that Xu Jinhuan had quickly finished the task. She tried logging into the software and webpages she had been using on her phone and computer, and found that everything was working fine. She was a little surprised, "Where did you learn all this?"

"Online."

“Why didn’t I learn…”

Song Zhiyu puffed out her cheeks and asked curiously, "Do you often climb over walls? What do you do?"

"Don't ask so many questions, kid."

Xu Jinhuan wouldn't say anything. He waved and left. He went to the living room and Xu Haiguang asked, "Why did you just say you were helping Zhizhi?"

"Climb over the wall."

Xu Jinhuan briefly explained to his parents what climbing over a wall meant. Xu Haiguang and Song Xiaohui had never heard of this before and were curious: "Why build a wall?"

Xu Jinhuan thought for a moment, not knowing where to begin explaining: "This is a bit complicated. There are historical reasons before the reform and opening up, and there are also development reasons..."

"If there were no firewall, would we still be able to contact foreigners online?"

"Yes, the distance from east to west and north to south of China can span a lot of countries."

"It's better if there's no wall."

My parents have never been abroad, and like many Chinese people, they still have some yearning for foreign countries.

"One day in the future."

Xu Jinhuan chatted with his parents for a while, then returned to his room. Unsure of what to do, he checked his phone and saw Xie Wanqing had updated her status on QQ and WeChat Moments simultaneously:
Go to a promise with the sea~
There are nine photos below, some of which are taken at the beach, some of which are taken of iconic buildings, some of which are taken of herself, and some of which are taken with her roommates. Although she did not deliberately show off, her dress is thin and flimsy at the beach, and her proud figure is only slightly revealed, which creates a seductive charm that can captivate everyone.

Xu Jinhuan liked her post and gave it a thumbs up on both platforms. On QQ Space, which is visible to everyone, his comment was: You are smiling so happily!
The WeChat Moments are only visible to both parties, and the comments are: It looks good!
Less than two minutes after posting it, he was checking Chen Xingzhu's Moments when he saw a message from Xie Zhiqiang: "You actually commented on my sister's WeChat?"

Xu Jinhuan: "What's wrong?"

Xie Zhiqiang: "It's okay."

Xie Zhiqiang: "I'm surprised you all seem to prefer WeChat?"

Xie Zhiqiang: "Isn't QQ more user-friendly?"

Xu Jinhuan: "Then you can use QQ."

Xie Zhiqiang: "Why do you use WeChat?"

Xie Zhiqiang: "Don't you have Chen Xingzhu's QQ number?"

Xu Jinhuan: "Do you know how tiring it is to date using QQ?"

Xie Zhiqiang: "Ah?"

Xu Jinhuan: "To date someone using QQ, you have to link it, create a couple's space, set up special attention, exchange QQ passwords, and text 886 when you're offline. Even when you're asleep, you still have to leave messages on the message board... Aren't you tired of that?"

I have to ignite the spark later...

The most important thing is that message boards, spaces and even QQ album comments are visible to everyone!
But there is no need to say this. Xu Jinhuan doesn't think there is anything wrong with this. He is not the kind of scumbag who plays two women at the same time.

Xie Zhiqiang: “…”

Xu Jinhuan: "Comparatively speaking, WeChat only requires one pinned item and one chat background, which is a hundred times easier, isn't it?"

Xie Zhiqiang: "I didn't even know there were these functions."

Xu Jinhuan: "As for Peony, I understand."

Xie Zhiqiang: "Isn't peony a flower?"

Xu Jinhuan: "You'll understand later."

He didn't close the door and was chatting with Xie Zhiqiang when he heard Song Zhiyu chatting with her parents outside. Then he heard Song Zhiyu's sweet voice approaching with a disdainful tone: "Xu Jinhuan, it's time to eat!"

She quickly arrived at the door, still wearing the nightgown, with her hair draped over her shoulders. She looked even more innocent and sweet, but her expression became increasingly disgusted: "I'd rather starve you to death..."

Xu Jinhuan sighed. She didn't know why. Today was the first day that Song Zhiyu moved into the house as a younger sister, and she wasn't even their biological daughter, but she could actually express the disgust of a sibling of more than ten years.

I have to say, this is also a skill.

"Then let me starve to death."

He agreed lazily, stood up and walked out of the room. Song Zhiyu had already run to the kitchen to help serve the dishes, and then said to Song Xiaohui, "I just made a video call with my mother and told her about my living here."

Song Xiaohui asked, "What did your mother say?" "She just said it was great and told me to be more sensible."

Song Zhiyu acted very normal, as if her parents' divorce hadn't happened at all. She came to stay with her relatives normally, without any sense of restraint or fear of living under someone else's roof. "Auntie, I'm quite sensible, right?"

Song Xiaohui smiled and said, "He's sensible, much more sensible than your brother."

"You talk like I'm not helping."

Xu Jinhuan was the last one to walk out of the kitchen and put the dishes on the table.

There was a rectangular dining table at home. Xu Haiguang and Song Xiaohui sat casually on the long side. Song Zhiyu then sat down across from her aunt. When she saw Xu Jinhuan coming over, she asked him considerately, "Where are you sitting?"

"You took my seat, where else can I sit?"

Xu Jinhuan curled his lips, sat down next to her, opposite his father, and asked her, "Do you want to use a fixed pair of chopsticks or a bowl?"

"You can't tell this apart?"

Song Zhiyu rolled her eyes at him. "Bowls and chopsticks are both white and look the same. How can we tell them apart?"

The family originally used wooden chopsticks, but after Xu Jinhuan was reborn, he felt they were too old, so he asked his mother to replace them with new white ceramic chopsticks and the bowls with the usual white porcelain bowls.

Song Xiaohui said, "If you want, I'll buy it tomorrow."

Xu Jinhuan laughed and said, "You can also break a corner of the chopsticks or bowl..."

"You are the only one who has many things to do."

Song Zhiyu rolled her eyes at him, "Aunt, Uncle, you don't have to listen to him. I'm not that picky... I can wash the dishes."

Without waiting for Xu Jinhuan to speak, she said to him, "We will take turns. Don't try to be lazy."

Xu Jinhuan divided the bowls and chopsticks and started to eat, "As long as you don't be lazy, it'll be fine."

Song Zhiyu thought for a moment and added, "I'm a guest now. I'll give you a chance to perform first. I'll take turns with you tomorrow."

Xu Jinhuan thought seriously for two seconds, then asked her, "What if someone isn't home for dinner? For example, it's your turn to wash the dishes, but you're not home."

"Then you brush it."

Song Zhiyu said as a matter of course, "Aunt and uncle work so hard, you still want them to wash the dishes? If you're not here, I'll do it."

"can."

Seeing that she had been fooled, Xu Jinhuan nodded in agreement with satisfaction, thinking that since he would not be at home for lunch during his rest time, he could let her wash dishes more often.

Even with strangers, he wouldn't care so much, but Song Zhiyu was different. Brothers and sisters would settle accounts clearly, and he would feel uncomfortable if he had to wash one more dish.

Xu Haiguang and Song Xiaohui found it somewhat amusing to see the two men negotiating seriously over such trivial matters. However, although there was only one son in the family, they both had brothers and sisters. They knew that this did not mean that their relationship was bad. On the contrary, these things would make it easier to promote their relationship, so they did not interfere.

However, they didn't expect these two little ancestors to strictly abide by the agreement to wash the dishes. It was good enough if they didn't cause trouble.

After dinner, Xu Jinhuan went to wash the dishes, while Song Zhiyu watched TV with her aunt and uncle in the living room. They chatted for a while and then called Song Xiaofeng.

After washing the dishes, Xu Jinhuan went back to his room to get his clothes, especially his pajamas, shorts and short-sleeved shirt. He saw an electric toothbrush and a few towels in the bathroom, but he didn't care. After taking a shower, he washed his socks and underwear by hand.

Like many people, Song Xiaohui also believes that socks and underwear cannot be washed in a washing machine. Xu Jinhuan disagrees, but he can only obey. After his rebirth, he washes everything by hand. Occasionally, he will make fun of his father's laziness, but it's no use as he is old and thick-skinned as his father.

After taking a shower, when he went to the balcony to hang out his shorts and socks, Song Zhiyu obviously glanced over there twice.

Xu Jinhuan knew what she was thinking. When he went to the balcony, he took a closer look and saw a milky white bra and light blue panties that had an inexplicably pink feel. He laughed at her development in his heart, but he didn't bother to look at it any more. After hanging them up to dry, he went back to his room.

He didn't sleep well last night and didn't dare to sleep too much in the afternoon. He deliberately went to bed an hour earlier at night, and got up even later the next day.

Fortunately, it’s still earlier than Song Zhiyu!

He went downstairs for a walk and practiced Ba Duan Jin again. When he went upstairs, his mother had already prepared breakfast. Song Zhiyu had not gotten up yet, so Xu Jinhuan took the initiative and ran to knock on the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

Xu Jinhuan knocked hard on the door and then shouted, "Song Zhiyu! Don't hide in there and keep silent. I know you are at home! You are capable of sleeping, but why can't you open the door? Open the door!"

My parents vaguely felt that this line was a little familiar, but they didn't react. They thought he was deliberately looking for trouble and asked angrily, "Why are you making such a big fuss?"

"Xu Jinhuan, are you sick?"

Song Zhiyu's annoyed voice came from inside the room, "Don't think I don't know what you're talking about. I've seen Romance in the Rain!"

Song Xiaohui was stunned for a moment, and then she understood why her son's words just now felt so familiar.

"Then get up quickly."

Xu Jinhuan didn't say much. He came back to eat and spread his hands towards his parents. "See, it's quite effective, isn't it?"

Xu Haiguang and Song Xiaohui were both amused and confused. They had originally felt a little regretful and both wanted to have another daughter, but after hearing his fuss, they immediately began to feel lucky that they only wanted one. Otherwise, they would have been annoyed to death or even died of nagging for the past ten years.

Xu Jinhuan didn't feel proud for long, as Song Zhiyu's counterattack soon came.
——After breakfast, when Song Zhiyu learned that he was going to the library, she stuck to him and insisted on going with him!

(End of this chapter)