Number 98, Rose Avenue, is a two-story Muggle house that looks very ordinary. Sun Zhu has lived here for thirteen years. Although she doesn't go out often and has mostly lived in school in the past two years, she is still very familiar with every plant and tree in the area.

The reason why it is called Rose Avenue is probably because it is surrounded by roses. Unfortunately, it is not the season for flowers to bloom, so there is not much scenery to see except the snow.

Fortunately, by the time they returned home, the snow had subsided a lot.

Yuanbao, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up just before entering the room. She ran to her usual nest, turned over and continued to sleep.

Sun Zhu shook his head and said to Fina, "I heard that some Muggle cats can sleep for more than 20 hours a day, but I didn't expect that Kneazle can do the same."

"Could it be because of the potions she drank..." Fina said with a worried look on her face. "I'll sort out the medicines prescribed by the healer and the recipes I wrote down later. I can take a good look at Yuanbao's condition in the next few days."

"Thank you for your hard work, but I think she should be fine, so don't be too nervous." Sun Zhu said hello to his father and pulled Fina upstairs.

In addition to the bathroom, there are three rooms upstairs. The middle one is her bedroom. The room on the south side was used as a study by her father a long time ago, but since Sun Zhu started to learn to read, her father put all his books in his bedroom downstairs.

Now this room is her spare study room - because she also prefers to put the books she needs to use in her own room, which is more convenient. After all, she doesn't have so many books that she needs an extra study room to store them.

"Luckily, Dad remembered to reserve a guest room, even though we don't have many guests. But he always said that when I go to school, many friends will come to visit us... He was right. You are the first one."

Sun Zhu pulled open the sky blue curtains in the room. The snow outside the window seemed to have stopped. The room was as big as her bedroom. In addition to a large bookshelf, a desk and a bookcase, there was also a single bed.

"Well, I'll go ask my dad for a new quilt... Although magic is quite convenient, he still retains a lot of living habits that his grandparents have cultivated for him, such as washing clothes and drying quilts by himself... Of course, if he is good at cooking, he would actually like to cook for himself, but the effect is just so-so." Sun Zhu shook his head, "I'll give you a heads-up. The taste may be a little worse than that of the Hogwarts kitchen."

Fina looked at her busying around and felt a little embarrassed: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Just take a rest and chat with me."

"Hmm...what is the empty room on the northernmost side used for?" she asked casually.

"Oh, that used to be a storage room, and later it was used as a pet room. But to be honest, Yuanbao and Jade don't like to stay there, they both have their own ideas. It may be because there are tall trees outside the room that block most of the sunlight, so the light is relatively dim."

By the time everything was done, it was almost time for dinner. Sun Zhengxing's cooking skills were not very good to begin with, and he was embarrassed to serve the food to the guests. Fortunately, Fina didn't care at all.

"When I was at home, my aunt didn't really care about my diet. I ate whatever I wanted without any restrictions."

Sun Zhu's eyes welled up with tears, and he blurted out: "How about I take you to Mrs. Weasley's for dinner tomorrow!"

Sun Zhengxing was full of black lines in his mind: "Azhu, please take care of your old father's dignity. Although I am not a good cook, I can order food from outside. Really... can I let you two little girls go hungry?"

"Sure, Dad. Did you learn this trick from Sirius?"

"Ahem..." Sun Zhengxing cleared his throat vigorously and glared at Sun Zhu.

Sun Zhu reacted quickly, covered his mouth subconsciously, and glanced at Fina.

"What's wrong?" Fina looked calm and had already started tasting the dishes. "This way of eating pasta with tomato sauce is the first time I've tried it."

Sun Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the food on Fina's plate, but felt something was wrong.

"Wait... this pasta is wide, it doesn't look like spaghetti." She leaned over to study it, then looked at the ketchup, "Hey, what are those golden things in the ketchup?"

"Hmm, the taste is different from what I've had before, but it's... still delicious."

It can be seen that Fina is indeed a good child who is not picky about eaters.

Sun Zhu glanced at his embarrassed father and said, "Dad, where did you order these dishes?"

"Ahem... isn't it still Christmas holiday? Most of the British restaurants are closed, so I could only go to the nearby Chinatown and find a Chinese restaurant."

"Oh……"

She knew it!

That's not pasta with tomato sauce, that's flat noodles with scrambled eggs with tomatoes!

"I specifically asked them to add sugar and no oil, salt to the tomatoes, and even then they still looked at me weirdly." Dad looked a little aggrieved.

"How come so-and-so can get so many Western food?" Sun Zhu pretended to be disgusted, but his hand honestly took a white steamed bun.

"Suddenly seeing this kind of food, it feels like a different world..."

"That's because he made a reservation many days in advance. I was in a hurry." Seeing that the two girls were concentrating on the food on their plates, he resisted the urge to get a pair of chopsticks for Fina and tried to ignore her movements of rolling up the wide noodles with a fork.

The other party was a native British girl, and a young wizard raised by a pure-blood family who had left the Muggle life. He was inconsiderate, but fortunately he had no experience this time, so he could be more careful next time.

"This is...toast?" Fina couldn't help asking as she looked at Sun Zhu who was cutting a steamed bun into slices and stuffing it with sweet and sour pork, hot and sour potato slices and smearing "ketchup".

"Homemade Chinese-style hamburgers, would you like to try one?" Sun Zhu nodded seriously.

Sun Zhengxing glanced at what his daughter was holding in her hand, and his brows furrowed into a 川-shaped wrinkle.

"Okay!" Fina nodded politely.

Sun Zhengxing seemed to want to say something but hesitated. In the end, he just swallowed the food in his mouth silently, said "You guys go and have a rest after eating, I'll wash the dishes", and quickly left the restaurant.

"Does your father have something to say?" Fina asked.

"Maybe he's too full, go and digest the food." Sun Zhu continued to tinker with her special Chinese meal, "Here, try this Chinese-style salty pudding meatball soup!"

Fina took a look at the white, tender, square thing in the bowl and asked doubtfully, "Is that really its name?"

"Oh, translated into human language, it means meatball tofu soup."

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