Xiao Ya made another call to Wei Wenqing, briefly informing him that these people had been dismissed and reminding him to verify if the refund had been received.
After hanging up, Wei Wenqing was still a bit dazed. He then called his brother Wei Wenjuan to share the news.
Wei Wenjuan remarked with emotion, "Those charlatans can finally get lost! Haha! I've hated them for who knows how long. Never thought Xiao Ya would kick them out and even manage to get the money back..."
Wei Wenqing typed out a voice ssage: "Xiao Ya is very brave. If only we had been that brave back then..."
Wei Wenjuan replied, "Oh, that wouldn't have happened! Father wouldn't dare to hit Xiao Ya, but he had no problem hitting us."
"...Brother has a point."
"On a serious note, now that these people are leaving, rember the family rules."
"Understood."
The brothers ended their call.
Wei Wenqing went out and summoned a servant, typing: "Keep an eye on them. When they leave, they can't take any luggage with them."
According to the Gui Family's rules, when outsiders ca to stay, the family provided everything they needed, so they couldn't take anything when they left.
This rule was established by the Old Master after the family had suffered losses in the past.
After all, smuggling out gold and silver would be considered minor compared to if soone took away confidential information... that would have severe consequences!
The servant followed Wei Wenqing's instructions and waited at the door.
First, they saw off the monks and Taoist priests.
Then it was the group led by the Archbishop.
"Wait! You can't leave!" The servant stopped them.
The Archbishop angrily said, "The money has been refunded. What more do you want? You're insulting our faith!"
The servant pointed behind them: "The suitcases. You can't take them."
"Those contain our personal belongings..."
"You still can't take them. Didn't you read the contract terms carefully when you signed?"
"Hey, listen, this isn't legal. There's never been such a requirent!"
The servant paused for a mont, then hesitantly said, "When our family is abroad, we occasionally do so illegal things too. It's quite normal."
"..." The Archbishop fell silent.
"We have souvenirs in our suitcases to take back. How can we leave them here?" A nun whispered softly.
"Yes, and the key issue is that the people here have no faith at all. How can we leave our Bibles in such a place? They'll surely destroy them as soon as we're gone," soone else added.
The Archbishop's frown deepened: "That's right! We should fight for our rights! Get out of the way!"
Wei Wenqing hadn't expected this to turn into an argunt. He hurriedly ca over with bodyguards, surrounding the group.
He silently surveyed these people.
Sothing seed odd.
*
anwhile, Xiao Ya looked at the servant and asked, "They are...?"
Secretary Wang, rembering his role, lied without batting an eye: "Oh, they're just hourly workers. They'll be leaving soon."
The servant: ?
Well, if the boss says they're leaving... then they're leaving.
In the blink of an eye, the room beca even more silent.
Xiao Ya took a breath. The air felt cold, without a hint of warmth.
She got off the sofa and asked, "Where's the kitchen?"
Secretary Wang pointed: "What are you going to do?"
"Boil so water. I'm thirsty."
Secretary Wang got up and handed her a bottle of mineral water: "Drink this."
Xiao Ya grabbed it: "It's cold."
Still, she went into the kitchen and ca out a mont later with two bowls of hot water.
She generously offered one to Secretary Wang: "Drinking cold water can give you a stomachache. This won't."
Secretary Wang let out a soft "Ah": "No wonder I always feel uncomfortable."
"What's for dinner?" Xiao Ya asked proactively.
"Baked potatoes. I watched that show of yours, and they looked delicious," Secretary Wang walked into the kitchen and turned on the gas stove. "Co on, let's bake them."
Xiao Ya frowned slightly, staring at the blue fla of the gas stove: "Are we baking them directly on this?"
"Is that not okay?"
"I don't think so."
Secretary Wang was still eager to try, but rembering he had just agreed to listen to the child, he gave up on the attempt.
"What's this?" Xiao Ya pointed and asked.
Many things in this kitchen were unfamiliar to Xiao Ya. In the past, she had only used clay stoves, and after returning to her grandfather's house, she never had the chance to go into the kitchen.
"That's a microwave."
"And this?"
"A dishwasher."
"This one..."
"An oven."
Xiao Ya leaned in front of the oven: "This looks like it can bake things."
Secretary Wang brightened up: "Then let's use it to bake now."
Xiao Ya asked: "How do you use this?"
Secretary Wang seed quite experienced: "Here, let show you how to set it."
Xiao Ya thought for a mont: "Never mind, I'd rather read the manual."
Secretary Wang narrowed his eyes: "You don't trust that much?"
Xiao Ya nodded firmly, without a trace of pretense: "Mm-hmm."
Secretary Wang withdrew his hand: "Then I'll go find so potatoes for you."
This house was really too big, but fortunately, it had been organized by professionals. Xiao Ya spent so effort and found a neatly arranged stack of manuals for all the appliances in the house in a drawer.
It was a thick pile.
Xiao Ya loved reading, so this stack was just like a book to her.
She sat down and slowly began to flip through them, committing everything to mory bit by bit.
After a while, Secretary Wang straightened up and handed her two potatoes: "Seems to be so kind of specially cultivated variety, very soft and creamy..."
Xiao Ya stared at the potatoes: "But they've sprouted."
"Yes, so?"
"Eating them could cause poisoning."
Secretary Wang had another mont of realization: "No wonder it put Big Brother in the hospital last ti."
Xiao Ya: ?
Xiao Ya quickly grabbed the two potatoes and tossed them into the garbage bin with a thud.
Secretary Wang sighed with disappointnt: "Then we can't eat any of them. I'll call soone right away..."
To deliver new ones.
The words were on the tip of his tongue, but Secretary Wang swallowed them back.
After all, his current role probably shouldn't act like that.
"Let's go buy so new ones," Xiao Ya suggested.
Secretary Wang could only agree: "Alright."
Half an hour later, Secretary Wang stood silently at the entrance of the noisy market.
Strong fish odors wafted over from nearby, penetrating deep into his senses.
Big fish splashed water onto the ground, forming puddles here and there.
Damp, dirty, earthy slls...
Secretary Wang felt a bit uncomfortable.
...Shouldn't they have gone to a supermarket instead?
"We..." Secretary Wang had just started to speak.
Xiao Ya grabbed his hand and led him inside.
The two of them were too good-looking, attracting many curious glances as soon as they entered.
"One silver carp, please!" Xiao Ya stood on tiptoe, her head barely peeking over the tall fish tank.
"Coming right up!" The shopkeeper responded, watching as the little girl handled the entire process of selecting the fish and paying for it.
He couldn't help but glance curiously at Secretary Wang, thinking this must be so kind of social practice to train children's self-reliance skills...
After buying the fish, Xiao Ya went on to buy new potatoes, tomatoes, bamboo shoots...
Then she went to the small shop next to the market to pick out bowls and chopsticks, shoes and socks, pillows, pillowcases, and duvet covers for herself...
Aliali: 67358284d72ede93494505f5When they returned to the apartnt building.
A pair of fluffy slippers with a crooked plush pig sewn on top appeared at the entrance.
Along with a shopping basket.
The table now had several practical stainless steel cups.
The bed was covered with a duvet featuring the character for "double happiness", which Xiao Ya rembered as the most expensive and highest quality style.
The kitchen gained rooster bowls and a red checkered apron...
The cold decorating style was instantly broken, taking on a distinctly urban-rural fusion vibe.
Secretary Wang scanned the room and asked, "I rember your school had appreciation classes like flower arranging and such..."
Xiao Ya nodded: "Yes, we did. But the teacher said I had no aesthetic sense. Then Sheng Yuxiao made them cancel all those classes!"
You really are a troublemaker, dear nephew! Secretary Wang clicked his tongue.
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