RNP Chapter 1841 - 1012: Shelter
Chapter 1841 - 1012: Shelter
Rural tourism hall.
After Jiang Ning and the others left, the hall became much quieter. Lin Zida stopped playing games, grabbed a bag of sunflower seeds, and walked to the bar to watch the basketball game on the big screen.
At this time, two stylishly-dressed middle-aged women asked, "Where’s room 6?"
Zhuang Jianhui pointed them to the location.
Once the hall was completely empty, Lin Zida chuckled, "That guy earlier was something else. Dude, you make a dunk, and he praises you like there’s none other in the world."
Zhuang Jianhui took a sip of grape juice, indifferent, "It’s not that I’m amazing, he’s just too fake."
With his kind of family background, if he were easily flattered by a few words, it would make him look foolish.
Zhuang Jianhui shook the can, "A bit of cleverness, but not much."
Things like being versatile and opportunistic, he didn’t hold in high regard; there were too many people like that.
Lin Zida: "That’s for sure."
He glanced down at his phone, saying, "Boss Yang helped us kill a farm chicken, shall we cook it for lunch later? Pair it with some cold dishes and fruit, ok?"
"Sure." Zhuang Jianhui had no complaints about his current life, away from parental control, able to do whatever he wanted.
"Wang Yong said he found a pit dug by an excavator by the river dam the day before yesterday, and saw a few middle school students swimming there." Lin Zida continued.
Zhuang Jianhui turned to look at him, "You plan to?"
Were they, a group of high school students, going to swim in a big pit? NO, that was far too crude. He definitely wouldn’t be going.
Lin Zida said gleefully, "Didn’t we fix a pump before? Why don’t we drive the tricycle over tonight and drain all the water from the pit, see how those middle schoolers swim then."
Zhuang Jianhui’s expression was odd, "Are you guys really that mean?"
Lin Zida asked, "Are you in or not?"
"I’m in." Zhuang Jianhui agreed without hesitation.
Lin Zida added, "We’re doing a good deed here; every year a few students drown."
Zhuang Jianhui concurred, "Indeed."
Thus, this activity became justified.
Before their evening activity even began, the two suddenly heard a slight commotion coming from one of the rooms in the courtyard.
Lin Zida left the bar and headed into the courtyard, the noise grew slightly louder, but the content of the conversation remained inaudible.
’Damn it, Boss Yang, your lousy rural tourism place, what’s the point of soundproofing it so well?’
Lin Zida ran back excitedly, "Jianhui, that gentleman’s room is having an argument."
Zhuang Jianhui: "You mean the room where Teacher An Chan is?"
"You recognized her?" Lin Zida was puzzled.
Zhuang Jianhui: "I’m not blind."
Recently, since Teacher An Chan joined Fourth Middle School, not only did she stir up a buzz among the young male teachers, but many male students were also frequently discussing her, even during dorm night chats.
Lin Zida’s mind was still clear; he inferred, "Based on my hunch, it’s probably both parents trying to match her with Mr. Zhang."
Zhuang Jianhui nonchalantly said, "Not quite the match."
Hearing the commotion outside, Lin Zida suggested, "Should we go listen in?"
Zhuang Jianhui wasn’t the gossiping type, he shook his head, "Forget it, standing by their door to listen is too improper."
Lin Zida pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up, "No one’s in room 9 next to room 6, let’s just go in there and play!"
"Are we going?"
Zhuang Jianhui straightened his clothes, solemnly said, "It’s probably quiet in the afternoon, let’s find another place to relax."
The two sneaked into room 9.
"Damn it, why is it still unclear!" Lin Zida was exasperated.
However, his physics knowledge was solid, Lin Zida grabbed two paper cups, punched a hole, and connected them with a string. He pressed one cup against the wall, the other to his ear.
Maybe the sound from room 6 grew louder, or maybe technology was at play; finally, Lin Zida heard clearly.
"Money, money, money, is there anything else you care about besides money!" An Chan’s voice trembled, "Did you even consider my feelings?"
The middle-aged woman lectured, "How can you say that, everything you eat, drink, and use costs money."
"Bang!" Boss An: "Enough, what if others see?"
"Oh, mother-in-law..."
Lin Zida listened with excitement, "They’re arguing, haha!"
Zhuang Jianhui leaned closer, annoyed: ’Dude, let me hear too!’
The two squeezed against the wall, listening to the argument from room 6, which involved their school’s beautiful teacher, adding a different kind of thrill.
Finally, it was Zhuang Jianhui’s turn to listen, while Lin Zida said beside him, "Remember to recount!"
At that moment, the room’s door was pushed open, Boss Yang’s figure appeared at the entrance, light streamed in, illuminating the corner where Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui were.
Then Boss Yang spotted the suspicious duo by the wall, especially Zhuang Jianhui, who was eavesdropping with the transmission-cup.
Boss Yang was educated, immediately recognizing the principle of sound transmission through cups, thus his expression was exceptionally stunned.
Lin Zida was also stunned, "Boss Yang, let us explain!"
Boss Yang, a businessman, after a brief shock, exclaimed, "I was also planning to eavesdrop, didn’t expect you guys to beat me to it!"
Lin Zida reacted quickly, laughed, "Better timing than an early arrival!"
Then Zhuang Jianhui watched wide-eyed as Boss Yang set down the fruit platter.
This wasn’t eavesdropping after all!
...
Kitchen.
The dishes were all cooked, Xue Yuantong took the steamed East Star Spot out of the pot, first drained the fish water, poured on soy sauce, scattered sliced scallions, then poured hot oil over.
"Wow, so bright!" Xue Yuantong stared at the East Star Spot without blinking, the dish indeed looked beautiful, the combination of its red exterior and white fish meat gave an impression of luxury.