"Mom, who are they?" Yu Xiaoting, who had played with her mother for a while, finally noticed Ximen Qing and Qin Yuyao.

It's almost spring and the two people wrapped up like rice dumplings have to say they are very eye-catching. On TV, only wanted criminals are usually dressed like this.

"Oh, these two are former colleagues from my mother's place of work," Teacher Huang introduced, "but they are not teachers now. They are drawing comics just like your dad."

"Draw cartoons!" Yu Xiaoting immediately became interested. "Are my sisters cartoonists?"

Ximenqing smiled (though I can't see it): "We can't be called home, but we are indeed drawing cartoons."

"Then what are you painting? I want to see what I want to see." Yu Xiaoting's eyes were full of curiosity.

Generally speaking, if you suddenly learn that someone around you is doing creative work, you will want to take a look.

Ximen Qing thought for a while and said, "It's called a Pokemon, but the serialization will not start until next week."

"Pokemon?" Yu Xiaoting had never heard the name. "What kind of comic is that?"

She has poor grades in reading and relies on swimming for high school, so she has always envied those who rely on their brains for food, such as her father.

Although Teacher Huang has a job, she didn’t quit her job because she was simply idle. In fact, her father’s salary alone was enough to make the family prosperous. It can be said that she is a man who can support her family. amazing.

"Okay," Teacher Huang interrupted them suddenly, "If you want to talk, don't stand in front of the school. Go home first. Since there are guests today, I will buy more food."

"Hey, Teacher Huang, you don't need to be so polite," Qin Yuyao said hastily, "We can just eat anything."

"That won't work," Teacher Huang smiled, "Since you are a guest at my house, you have to listen to me."

Obviously he was less than 10 years older than Qin Yuyao, but Qin Yuyao felt that Teacher Huang was much more mature than herself.

This is caused by experience. Reminiscent of her experience, it is reasonable that she will be like this when she left home at 15 years old.

Thinking about this, she glanced at Ximen Qing again. In terms of age, this one is at least four digits up, but why can't he see any maturity? In addition to the slot point, it is also a slot point. Qin Yuyao is really curious.

"Why look at me like this?" Ximen Qing noticed Qin Yuyao's gaze, and only felt that there was a small hand scratching behind her back.

"No, no, let's go, Sister Ximen." Qin Yuyao quickly changed the subject.

...

In the gear opposite the school, Uncle Song's nephew watched this scene dumbfounded.

"They... why are they talking so naturally?"

"I don't know," Song Yunwu looked dumbfounded, "What are these two guys doing? Even if they are idiots and zombies, why would Xiao Yuyao get involved? What did they do without telling me?"

Song Shaoqing thought for a while, and suddenly calmed down: "It's okay or not, I think they seem to know each other, then maybe you can ask them to help me."

"Well, I'll let them help, uncle." Song Yunwu thought to go home tonight and ignore everything else, beat the idiot zombie, and then talk about helping. Let her do things! My heart and liver almost didn't freak out.

...

Ximen Qing and they followed Teacher Huang to her home.

This is not a high-end community, and it has been around for a long time. Teacher Huang bought vegetables downstairs, and then took them to Room 201 on the second floor.

"We're back!" Yu Xiaoting shouted as soon as she entered the door, like a little pony that had taken off its rein.

"Oh, my daughter is back." A man's voice came from the back room.

Teacher Huang and her family are not big, that is, a three-bedroom and two-living suite, so it takes only a few seconds from hearing the sound to seeing people.

Ximen Qing and Qin Yuyao were both wondering what kind of person Teacher Huang's husband was, and they saw a man with a beer belly, pajamas and sleepy eyes coming out of the bedroom.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

Ximen couldn't hold back her feelings, and he blurted out. The fat man who reacted the same way as her, he obviously did not expect that there would be outsiders, and he immediately retracted into the bedroom with an exclamation.

Teacher Huang said: "I'm sorry, blame me, I didn't tell him that there are guests coming."

"Ohhhhh, what's the matter?" Ximen shook his head vigorously, "I like to wear pajamas at home, it's normal."

Qin Yuyao said in her heart: [What kind of pajamas are you, Xiaoguai school swimsuits of the same style, aprons with lace edges, or simply the emperor's new clothes... Isn't it as good as other people's formal pajamas? 】

"Come, come, come and sit," Teacher Huang took the two into the room and let them sit on the sofa, "I will put the dishes, you will wait a moment."

She entered the kitchen, and Ximen Qing and Qin Yuyao saw Yu Xiaoting, who had just ran into their bedroom, came out again: "Mom, where is my yoga mat?"

"Didn't you put it on the other side yesterday?"

"Oh! That's right!" Yu Xiaoting hurriedly opened the door and ran to the opposite room 202 with a roll of yoga mat.

Then I opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and went to the balcony to start yoga. For a swimmer, the flexibility of the body is very important.

Ximenqing asked curiously, "Xiaoting, is the opposite party also from yours?"

"Yeah," Yu Xiaoting said while warming up, "My dad often receives letters from fans. Later, when the house is full, he buys a house to send letters, but the opposite one is relatively close, so he uses it for release. Some other sundries."

"Others?" Ximen Qing asked in surprise, "So your family has more than these two houses?"

"Yes, this whole unit belongs to our family." Yu Xiaoting said naturally.

"The whole... unit?!" Ximen Qing looked back at Qin Yuyao, and also saw the shock in the other's eyes~lightnovelpub.net~Ruyao, if I remember correctly, a unit refers to this building. Half? When I first came in, I didn't count it. How many floors are there on this building? "

"On the 30th floor, sister Ximen, you remembered it correctly," Qin Yuyao said in disbelief. "This apartment has four rooms on the first floor, and each unit has two rooms. On the 30th floor, there are 60 rooms, including the two storefront rooms downstairs. "

"Mom, how much does it cost?" Ximen couldn't wait to take out a calculator and press a few times, "Are the house prices in Xiakong City so cheap now?"

Qin Yuyao shook her head: "Except for the capital, there is no place where housing prices are more expensive than here."

Having said that, the two of them looked at the door of the master bedroom in a tacit understanding.

Teacher Huang said that her husband is a cartoonist, but now it seems that it is not just a "cartoonist"? What kind of cartoonist can be rich enough to buy half-understanding apartment buildings in the city of Xiakong?

"Is this guy Oda?" Ximen Qing muttered.