Rebirth Must Be Happy

Chapter 187 [186] Several people sharing a room

Xu Jinhuan pushed his bicycle to the supermarket. After the owner tearfully earned another 50 cents, he asked, "Boss, do you offer monthly subscriptions for this air pump?"

"..."

The boss stared at him blankly, looking a bit overloaded, and after a few seconds of hesitation, asked, "Huh?"

"I think I've offended someone; people are constantly trying to discourage me. I guess I'll be relying on you for encouragement a lot during this period."

Xu Jinhuan explained, "Five cents a time is too expensive, I'll get a monthly subscription instead."

"..."

The shop owner thought for a moment, probably feeling sorry for Xu Jinhuan being targeted, and didn't take the opportunity to overcharge him. Instead, he said, "How about this, you cheer up for now, okay? We'll settle the bill when things are settled. Don't worry, whether it's a month or a semester, I'll only charge you five yuan at most. If it's more, you don't have to pay."

"Row."

Xu Jinhuan cheered himself up and rode his bicycle home again, starting to seriously consider buying an electric scooter.

The problem is that Chen Xingzhu and Song Zhiyu can't carry both of them if they only buy one electric scooter.

If they only carry one, it seems a bit too cruel to Song Zhiyu.

"How about we buy two?"

Xu Jinhuan decided to discuss it with them before making a decision, and see how long this vengeful sentiment against him would last.

If this continues, even if they switch to electric cars, the blame will fall on Chen Xingzhu or Song Zhiyu, so they won't suffer the consequences.

Of course, if the electric bike is damaged, then it will definitely be investigated, and it won't be deliberately parked in a location without surveillance cameras.

Back home, Xie Wanqing, Chen Xingzhu, and Song Zhiyu were all there, helping to set the table. Mom had just washed her face, and Dad took a bottle of beer from the refrigerator. Seeing his son return, he asked, "What's up?"

"Good thing."

Seeing that the three girls were looking over, Xu Jinhuan deliberately kept them in suspense, "Let me wash my face first... Mom, are you going to work tomorrow?"

"I'm not going. I won't go this afternoon."

Song Xiaohui came out of the bathroom after washing her face. She had finally officially resigned, and her smile showed a more relaxed feeling. "What good news did you just say?"

"We'll talk about it later."

When the six people in the family eat, they sit around the dining table in a 2+2+1+1 arrangement. Xu Jinhuan and Song Zhiyu sit on the two shorter sides, with Chen Xingzhu next to him, Xie Wanqing next to him, and Song Zhiyu next to him.

Seeing him sit down, Song Zhiyu, who would normally urge him to sit down, didn't respond. She seemed to still be angry about what happened last night. Xu Jinhuan wasn't in a hurry to coax her, so he first explained the competition.

"You can get extra points on the college entrance exam?"

I was going to tell Xie Wanqing last night, but the school was so efficient that it was all taken care of before I could tell her. So Xie Wanqing only found out now and said with great surprise, "Then I definitely have to go!"

Can games win awards?

Xu Haiguang and Song Xiaohui both felt that this was a bit of a challenge to their understanding. "It's organized by some association or the Ministry of Education, and you're just making a game to participate in..."

“If he can’t participate, his teacher won’t let him go.”

Xie Wanqing advised, "Just go and participate anyway, even if you don't win, you won't lose anything."

Xu Haiguang and Song Xiaohui thought it made sense, so they didn't object. Song Xiaohui then asked, "Didn't Zhizhi say she wanted to go to Huangshan before? We need to stagger the timing."

"It's okay, there's still time."

Xu Jinhuan had already thought it through: "We're going to be seniors soon, and the summer vacation is only a month long. The competition is in mid-August, by which time we'll have already started school. Anyway, we can just go out and have fun in July."

He asked Song Zhiyu, "I checked the weather forecast, and it seems the weather will be pretty good in mid-July. How about we go in the middle of the month?"

Song Zhiyu was still a little reluctant to talk to him, but she was afraid of affecting the tourism business, so for the sake of the overall situation, she reluctantly replied, "Okay."

"I'll buy the train tickets after we finish eating."

Xu Jinhuan made the decision and then said to Xie Wanqing, "Sister, you should come too. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you for the next few days. The final list will be released in mid-July. Just think of it as a publicly funded trip to relax."

"Yes, Sister Wanqing, you should go too."

Song Zhiyu also chimed in, "If you don't go, Xingzhu will feel awkward going alone. If none of you go, I'll feel so awkward."

Her subtext was: if Xie Wanqing doesn't go, Chen Xingzhu will feel awkward as an outsider; if Xie Wanqing is with her, it's like Chen Xingzhu will have company.

Xu Jinhuan did not agree with this statement. Even in her parents' eyes, Chen Xingzhu was her prospective daughter-in-law, so how could she be considered an outsider?

However, since this would help persuade Xie Wanqing, he didn't say anything more.

Xie Wanqing was still a little hesitant, but Chen Xingzhu smiled and said, "Sister Wanqing, let's go together, it won't take long."

"Ok."

Xie Wanqing finally nodded in agreement.

Xu Jinhuan added, "Dad, remember to ask for leave in advance."

“I’m not going.” Xu Haiguang still felt that traveling was a waste of money and refused, “You guys can go, bring your mother too.”

After resigning from her job, Song Xiaohui's thoughts and attitudes changed somewhat. She advised, "Your son wants you to go. He's been staying at home for half his life. It's a rare opportunity for the whole family to go out and have fun. Don't spoil the kids' fun."

She spoke casually, but the words "family" and "several children" naturally didn't escape everyone's ears. Chen Xingzhu and Xie Wanqing both felt a little awkward, while Song Zhiyu quietly pouted.

"that is!"

However, Song Zhiyu immediately agreed, "Uncle, just listen to your aunt. Listening to your wife will definitely make you rich."

"Okay, I'll ask."

Xu Haiguang didn't argue and agreed, then smiled and said, "I don't expect to get rich in this life. You guys just need to study hard and make money."

Song Zhiyu said with a grin, "Then you can make your son listen to his wife."

"Haven't I always listened to my mom?"

As soon as Song Zhiyu stuck out her butt, Xu Jinhuan knew she was up to no good and was definitely going to stir up trouble again, so she quickly changed the subject, "You're just a kid who was receiving love letters all the time in junior high, don't be thinking about these 'husband' and 'wife' stuff all the time..."

He deliberately changed the subject, and as expected, Song Xiaohui asked Song Zhiyu, "Did you receive a love letter?"

"I've left it all to my brother."

Song Zhiyu pointed at Xu Jinhuan with her chopsticks, "He said that other people write love letters very well and he wants to learn from them, but I don't know who they are written to."

"You fart!"

Xu Jinhuan hadn't expected to be tricked like this, and quickly clarified, "Why would I need to borrow from others to write a love letter? Do you know that I get full marks on all my essays!"

"So you really did write love letters?"

Song Zhiyu blinked her big, innocent eyes, then asked Xie Wanqing and Chen Xingzhu, "Sister Wanqing, Sister Xingzhu, have you ever received love letters from my brother?"

"..."

The previously noisy living room fell silent instantly. Then, Xie Wanqing blushed and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? What love letter did your brother write to me..."

"That was written for Sister Xingzhu."

Song Zhiyu didn't realize she had said the wrong thing at all, and continued to ask Chen Xingzhu with a smile, "Sister Xingzhu, have you ever received a love letter from my brother?"

"No."

Chen Xingzhu blushed a little, but still tried to remain calm and shook her head, saying, "He never wrote it for me."

"what?"

Song Zhiyu blinked in confusion, "Brother, who did you write your love letter to?"

"Don't cause trouble!"

Song Zhiyu's meddling may not have caused any significant impact, but it successfully dragged Xie Wanqing and Chen Xingzhu into the same category, placing them both in the "potential romantic relationship with Xu Jinhuan" list.

This is clearly a case of eating durian and farting, a poisonous act. Xu Jinhuan quickly threatened, "Be careful, or I'll throw you off Mount Huang..."

Song Zhiyu retorted without backing down, "Then I'll drag you down with me."

"What are you talking about?"

Seeing that the two were talking more and more outrageous, Song Xiaohui quickly stopped them and said to Song Zhiyu, "Don't talk nonsense all the time. You are still young. Don't worry about so much."

The words had a slightly threatening tone, and Song Zhiyu puffed out her cheeks but didn't refute them.

"I checked some travel guides for Huangshan, and it seems quite tiring,"

Chen Xingzhu changed the subject, asking, "Will we need accommodation then?"

"Stay here."

Xu Jinhuan had been there in his previous life and was quite familiar with it. He said, "If we stay on the mountain, we can see the sea of ​​clouds and sunrise in the morning. Staying at the foot of the mountain is too troublesome and we can't enjoy it properly."

"I heard from a classmate that you can also rent tents?"

Xie Wanqing suppressed her shyness and tried her best to appear normal, then suggested, "We can stay in a tent, though."

Xu Jinhuan said, "It gets quite cold at the top of the mountain at night."

Song Xiaohui asked, "Are the hotels on the mountain expensive?"

"It must be quite expensive,"

Xu Jinhuan didn't mention the price directly, lest her parents reject the idea outright, "But we can have several people living together, so we won't need many rooms..."

The group discussed, but Song Zhiyu remained silent for a long time. She looked at her aunt and uncle, then at Xie Wanqing and Chen Xingzhu, her big eyes darting around, seemingly lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)