No one understands rebirth better than me

Chapter 154 Thank you, Sister Gu
Snapped.

"I am back."

"Guan Ren, hurry! Hurry up!"

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As soon as Guan Ren got home, he heard Guan Qiaoyun's urgent scolding coming from the bedroom.

For a moment I thought she had fallen, bumped, or sprained her ankle.

Soon after, Guan Qiaoyun's voice came again:

"Go and turn off the pressure cooker!"

Guan Ren put down the high heels he was routinely helping to tidy up, glanced into the kitchen, and then noticed that the pressure cooker inside was hissing and releasing air, and the valve was spinning.

……

In fact, Guan Ren has always been quite intimidated by these old-fashioned pressure cookers since he was a child.

Whenever Guan Ren saw his mother using this, he would hide behind her, hug her thigh tightly, and carefully bury his curious little face in her groin, secretly watching while always worrying that the pot would suddenly explode.

At that time, Guan Ren never realized that Guan Qiaoyun, who was still quite young, was actually very afraid when she first started using a pressure cooker.

The reason she stood calmly and confidently in front of the stove was simply because her son had received an award at school and wanted to eat pig's trotters.

……

Although it has been proven that as long as it is operated correctly and the pressure cooker itself has no problems with components such as the rubber seals, it is still a perfectly usable appliance.

However, because Guan Ren had seen many news reports of pressure cookers exploding and lids flying onto the roof, he was still a little apprehensive about this thing.

Of course, now that Guan Ren is grown up, he can no longer hide behind his mother.

On the contrary, he can help his mother without hesitation when she needs it, like now.

"Is it off yet?!"

"immediately--!"

There are priorities.

Before going to the kitchen, Guan Ren, as usual, tidied up his mother's high heels that she had left lying haphazardly by the door.

She really loves wearing those shoes I gave her last time; she even wears them to her yoga class on Saturdays and Sundays now…

Guan Ren muttered to himself as he entered the kitchen, then squinted at the hissing pressure cooker, clicked off the heat, and went to Guan Qiaoyun's bedroom.

"Sister Qiaoyun, what are you betting on?"

"Ribs."

Guan Qiaoyun was removing her makeup when she spoke calmly.

"Why don't you stew the ribs slowly in an iron pot? I'm a little afraid of pressure cookers."

"Ah."

Guan Qiaoyun sneered and glanced sideways at Guan Ren:
"Simmering it slowly takes at least an hour, and the gas cost is free, isn't it?"

"Hey, it's just money."

Upon hearing this, Guan Ren adopted a nouveau riche air, puffed out his belly, and patted it:
"I'll top up my gas, electricity, and water bills by 5000 yuan tomorrow."

"I told you not to do anything reckless."

Hearing what the simpleton said, Guan Qiaoyun remained wary, genuinely afraid he might actually mean it.
"I've told you so many times, you're young now and you've made some money, but you can't spend it recklessly, or you'll eat up a mountain of gold and silver!"

"Yeah, I know what's going on."

As Guan Ren spoke, he also took out his phone, and after a moment he said:
"Sister Qiaoyun, I've transferred some money to you. It's for your family and for yourself. Use it first."

"What?"

Guan Qiaoyun turned around, her brows furrowed, and looked at her son as if he were a fool:

"You? You're sending me money again?"

"correct."

Seeing that Guan Ren still looked serious, Guan Qiaoyun frowned even more deeply.

"Guan Ren, in our family, who is supporting whom?"

"I'll support you."

"nonsense!"

Faced with Guan Ren's claim of opposing the Heavenly Gang, Guan Qiaoyun felt a fleeting, indescribable flutter in her heart, but after it passed, she mostly thought the boy was rather foolish.

"Hey Guan, let me tell you, don't think you can just support anyone just because you've made a little money. Supporting someone isn't that easy!"

"Um…"

Guan Ren really had nothing to refute, after all, Guan Qiaoyun had raised him for more than ten years, and she certainly had more experience in this area than he did.

"Your most important thing right now is to focus on your studies. Once you're independent, I'll be grateful if you can support yourself; who will need you to support them then?"

"hey-hey."

Even so, Guan Ren still placed his hands on Guan Qiaoyun's shoulders and massaged them:

"Sister Qiaoyun, we can take our time supporting you, but I have definitely transferred the money. Use it and buy yourself some of the things you like to eat and wear. Be a little more extravagant, and it will make me feel good just seeing it."

"..."

So, this guy's way of supporting her is to let her buy things extravagantly?
To be frank, is this... is this supporting a mother or supporting a lover...?
Or is this little rascal trying to raise his mother to be a landlady?

However, after confirming that she had indeed received a transfer of 10,000 yuan into her bank account, Guan Qiaoyun was once again deeply impressed by her son's earning ability.

Although Guan Qiaoyun had personally witnessed the six-figure sum in Guan Ren's card last time.

But whenever she saw such a significant expenditure of real money, Guan Qiaoyun couldn't help but feel a sweet sense of pride and honor.

"That little rascal is a little rascal... but he really is a more capable little rascal than other kids..."

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After lunch, Guan Ren didn't take a nap. Instead, he picked up his pen and hurriedly filled in the last bit of information in a notebook. Finally, around 2 PM, he took the notebook and headed straight for Meteor Road.

"Hey! Guan Ren!"

"Oh? Sir, Dr. Fang is here too."

When Guan Ren passed by the guardhouse, he was relieved to see two old men inside.

This means that Grandpa Lin has someone with him and doesn't need to pull himself along.

"Guan Ren, I'm talking to Lao Fangzheng about you."

"Talk about me? Talk about me about what?"

Guan Ren was taken aback, but Grandpa Lin just smiled and looked mysterious:

"When you came back at noon today, was the little girl you were with a different person again?"

"..."

This world is truly a giant gossip site.

"You've mentored at least three girls this semester, haven't you? Tsk tsk, kid..."

"Grandpa, I suspect you're a bit too excited every day. Um, Dr. Fang, could you prescribe something to help me regulate my mind? I'll be going now."

"Hey, you brat!"

Guan Ren didn't bother arguing with Lao Deng and slipped away. He went to Ping An Fresh Braised Food and immediately saw An Guoguo squatting on the side of the street, hugging her short legs and not moving.

"An'an."

Guan Ren lifted the hood of the padded jacket she was wearing:

"Go and call your sister out."

Anguo put her hat back on and raised her head, but her eyes were completely covered by the hood:
"Where's my mother? Don't you want her anymore?"

"Tsk..."

Guan Ren was too lazy to explain too much to the little guy:

"I'll talk to your mother another day; I'll talk to your sister today."

"Oh, then you can go in by yourself. My sister is washing the dishes. I'm a mushroom now, so I can't move around."

As she spoke, she began to mutter incantations such as "Red umbrella, white pole, after eating we'll lie down together on the board."

Guan Ren let her continue playing the mushroom game and went into the shop himself.

Although Anning's shop is a front shop and back home, like many individual businesses, it is bright and clean, and even very tidy, unlike other shops that Guan Ren has observed. The small space is not as messy as he had imagined.

Anyone who has done similar business should know how rare this is.

If Guan Ren hadn't seen An Shui Rou's apron and An Ning's sleeves beforehand, he would have found it hard to believe that someone could keep such a small street-side home so tidy.

"An Ning?"

Hearing the commotion in the kitchen, Guan Ren stood in the middle of the room and called out. Immediately afterward, Xiao Ningmeng's surprised face appeared at the kitchen door.

Compared to the morning at the tutoring class, she had changed out of her school uniform and was wearing a somewhat old-fashioned, dusty pink down jacket, along with a slightly oversized apron.

Above her slightly sweaty forehead, her smooth hair was still neatly held back with a yellow plastic hair clip, tied into a simple little ponytail at the back of her head.

The signature lemon-print sleeves on her arms were replaced with another pair of similar ones, probably specially designed for housework. They were clearly hand-sewn by An Shui Rou and were very exquisite.

When Guan Ren appeared in the house, An Ning first glanced at the clock on the wall, and then realized that it was already 2 p.m., the time they had agreed to meet. So she hurriedly wiped the water stains on her hands on her apron.

"Guan... Guan Ren, please... sit down first... I'll get you some water."

Guan Ren wanted to say it wasn't necessary, but An Ning had already deftly picked up an old-fashioned kettle with a cork next to the coffee table, opened the drawer to get a paper cup, but then seemed to remember something, and awkwardly hid her hands behind her back, stammering:
"Sorry, Guan Ren, I'm washing dishes and I'm worried my hands will smell. Could you please pour the water yourself?"

"not good."

Guan Ren thought for a moment and said:

"I'm a guest, you should pour it for me."

"ah…?"

Although Guan Ren's answer surprised Xiao Ningmeng, she felt that what he said made sense, so she carefully took out the paper cup, making sure her fingers didn't touch the rim, and then slowly poured in a cup of hot water.

The water wasn't very hot, and Guan Ren took a sip, then frowned and muttered in a voice just loud enough for Xiao Ningmeng to hear:

"Hmm...it really does have a smell..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Guan Ren turned his head and saw that Xiao Ningmeng was biting her lower lip, looking at the ground beside her, her little face flushed red.

Guan Ren loved watching this, but he also knew he had to control the temperature, so he immediately grinned and continued:

"It has a really nice lemon scent, I don't know why, wow, it's amazing."

An Ning understood Guan Ren's meaning. She glanced at him briefly, but still stood to the side with a flushed face, fidgeting with her fingers behind her back, looking somewhat at a loss.

"Where is Sister Shui Rou?"

"Mom went shopping..."

"Oh."

Guan Ren nodded, placed a notebook on the coffee table, and got down to business:

"Here, this is for you. I hope it helps."

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An Ning paused for a moment, her eyes flickering when she saw the four large characters "English Essentials" on the notebook cover.

"These are the conclusions I've drawn from various reference books and class notes over the past few weeks. Learning English is 70% vocabulary and 30% grammar. I believe this notebook will definitely be helpful to you."

As Guan Ren spoke, he was actually thanking someone else in his heart.

That was Gu Youli, who gave me the "Essentials of Physics" book back then.

After all, without Sister Gu's "Essentials of Physics" as a precedent, I might not have had the experience and ideas to compile this "Essentials of English" for An Ning.
(End of this chapter)