Sister, can I become a maid too?

Chapter 165 Jiang Yubai! Is Wanwan my Wanwan or your Wanwan?

On the bustling street, a pure black minivan smoothly merged into the traffic and slowly came to a stop at the red light.

The driver glanced at the back seats through the rearview mirror and introduced the situation in a gentle voice:

"If the seat is uncomfortable, you can adjust it. The button on the armrest can adjust the backrest and lumbar support."

"The air conditioning temperature can be adjusted separately, and there's also a switch for the seat massage function."

"If you get thirsty, there's bottled water in the storage compartment next to you. If you get bored, you can watch TV series on the screen in front of you."

"If there's no traffic, we should be there in about an hour."

This series of words left Lin Jianxia somewhat bewildered.

Lin Jianxia hesitated for a moment before saying "Oh," her gaze sweeping over the spacious interior and the exquisite beige interior.

The more I look at it, the more...something seems off.

She hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly:

"Auntie, is this car... expensive?"

She could feel it as soon as she got in the car; the seats were just the right amount of soft, and the car was so quiet that she could hardly hear the noise outside.

The air conditioner delivers even and gentle air, and the space is so spacious that you can easily stretch your legs out; the comfort level is absolutely perfect.

Now, after listening to the aunt's detailed introduction—the independently adjustable seats, massage function, in-car entertainment system...

Even though Lin Jianxia knew nothing about cars, she vaguely felt that this car couldn't possibly be cheap.

The woman in the driver's seat slowly pressed the accelerator and chuckled softly:

"This car, it cost around 400,000 yuan after it was purchased."

Four hundred thousand?

Lin Jianxia blinked her eyes.

The number was much less than she had expected; she had originally thought it would be one or two million.

Her gaze fell again on her aunt's impeccably tailored white gloves, and she asked softly:

"So...Auntie, how much will this trip cost approximately?"

"This trip?"

The lady in the driver's seat was quite talkative, speaking steadily while gripping the steering wheel.

"You called a premium car, so it's definitely more expensive than a regular car."

She did a quick calculation, her tone casual:

"Given the distance and the weekend, it would probably cost around ninety yuan if you ordered from your location."

"After deducting the platform's cut, I'll probably get a little over seventy yuan."

Ninety yuan?

Lin Jianxia blinked her eyes.

Contrary to expectations of several hundred yuan, it's only ninety yuan, and with coupons...

It seems Jiang Yubai really wasn't lying to her.

Hearing the price made her feel a little more at ease.

Although it's not cheap, at least it's not the kind of exorbitantly priced "sky-high" item that's out of reach.

—Hmm, I'll ask Jiang Yubai how he got a taxi later, and I'll learn from him.

After all, given my own situation, taking a private car is definitely much better than squeezing onto a bus.

Thinking of this, she turned her head to look at her younger sister beside her.

Lin Tingwan had been unusually quiet since getting on the bus.

She sat upright in the back seat, her gaze fixed on the endless stream of cars outside the window, lost in thought.

Jiang Yubai's parting words flashed through her mind, and Lin Jianxia's heart tightened. She called out softly:

"Wanwan?"

Fortunately, Lin Tingwan did not fall into the self-isolation state she used to be in.

Upon hearing the call, she turned her head to look at her older sister, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Lin Jianxia breathed a slight sigh of relief and asked softly:

"How are you feeling, Wanwan? Is there anything that's bothering you?"

Lin Tingwan reached out and took out a notebook, wrote a line of text, and held it up in front of her.

"No, it's very comfortable to sit in."

"As long as you're comfortable," Lin Jianxia couldn't help but chuckle. "What do you want to watch last night? You can request something."

Lin Tingwan gently shook her head, then turned her gaze to the flowing street scene outside the window.

After observing for a few seconds and confirming that her younger sister was in a stable condition, Lin Jianxia felt relieved and then curiously began to examine the armrest of her own seat.

This button is for reclining, that one is for adjusting the lumbar support...

She tentatively pressed a few buttons, adjusting the seat to a comfortable semi-reclining angle, and then noticed a small icon with a wavy pattern next to it.

—Massage function?

Her eyes brightened slightly, and she gently pressed down.

A subtle vibration came from deep within the seat, followed by a gentle and rhythmic massage on my back and sides.

Lin Jianxia's body stiffened slightly, but she quickly relaxed under the just-right massage, squinting her eyes in comfort.

Woohoo...

So comfortable...

She suddenly felt that spending those tens of yuan was totally worth it.

No need to squeeze onto a bus in the cold wind, transfer buses, and then drag your luggage for half an hour.

The carriage was warm and quiet, with large, soft seats. She could sink into them, comfortably recline, and happily enjoy a massage.

so nice~

Lin Jianxia squinted and enjoyed the moment for a while, then suddenly remembered her younger sister beside her.

She straightened up slightly, and just as she turned her head to ask Wanwan if she wanted to try a massage, she saw Lin Tingwan holding up her phone, the light from the screen reflecting on her quiet profile, looking at something.

Just as I was wondering, I saw my younger sister pick up the small spiral notebook from her side, write a few words, and then take a picture of it with her phone.

......Um?

Lin Jianxia looked at it for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but ask softly:

"Wanwan? What are you doing?"

Lin Tingwan turned her head to look at her older sister, put down her phone, wrote something in her notebook, and held it up in front of her.

"Chatting with Jiang Yubai."

Lin Jianxia: "........."

No, we've only been gone for ten minutes! How did you end up chatting with that idiot?!

Are you really that reluctant to part with it?

Lin Jianxia opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself. She swallowed the words back down and finally just let out a soft "Oh" before leaning back in her chair.

Lin Tingwan continued to look down at her phone.

The carriage fell silent for a moment, with only the low hum of the massage seats and the scratching of a pen nib across the paper.

"..."

"..."

"Wanwan?"

Lin Tingwan raised her little head and looked over in confusion, only to find that her older sister had somehow gotten close to her.

"that...."

Lin Jianxia coughed lightly, her eyes wandering for some reason.

"What are you and Jiang Yubai talking about? Let your older sister see!"

Seeing her sister's eager look as she approached, Lin Tingwan glanced down at her phone, then handed it over without hesitation.

Lin Jianxia's eyes lit up, he chuckled twice, and reached out to pat his own Wanwan's little head:

"Be a good girl, Wanwan~"

She took the phone and looked at it with some curiosity.

Lin Tingwan's nickname for Jiang Yubai was very simple; it was simply Jiang Yubai.

[Jiang Yubai]: 111111

[Jiang Yubai]: Wanwan, if you have any questions, just talk to me on QQ.

Next up are photos of my own Wanwan.

Lin Tingwan: "Okay."

[Jiang Yubai]: By the way, how's the car? Is it comfortable to ride in?

Lin Tingwan: "Very comfortable."

[Jiang Yubai]: Mm, as long as it's comfortable... By the way, what's Lin Jianxia doing?

[Lin Tingwan]: "My sister is getting a massage."

[Jiang Yubai]: Oh, you really know how to enjoy yourself. Why don't you ask your sister to set one up for you too?

The input box below is still empty, probably because they haven't had time to reply yet.

Lin Jianxia pursed her lips, muttering to herself:

—Pah! What do you mean by knowing how to enjoy life? I'm just... I'm gathering material, okay?!

She gritted her teeth and tapped the screen rapidly with her fingertips.

[Lin Tingwan]: What do you mean by enjoyment? This is a serious experience, researching my massage techniques for the future!

The other end sent it a few seconds late.

[Jiang Yubai]: ?

[Jiang Yubai]: Lin Jianxia, ​​have you no shame? You stole your sister's phone to reply to messages, didn't you?

Lin Jianxia frowned.

[Lin Tingwan]: What? You're disgusted with me, aren't you?

[Jiang Yubai]: Hmm... a little.

Lin Jianxia was furious and typed angrily:

[Lin Tingwan]: Bah, I'd rather look down on you!

[Lin Tingwan]: Then you chat with Wanwan, I'm going to continue enjoying my massage.

[Jiang Yubai]: Remember to adjust the massage for your Wanwan too.

Lin Jianxia: ?

[Lin Tingwan]: I know!

—Pah! That matter-of-fact tone, still calling her "your Wanwan," I bet in a while she'll be calling her "my Wanwan"!

She muttered to herself, annoyed, and handed the phone back to her sister. Then, she reached over and pressed a few buttons on the armrest panel on her sister's side.

After thinking about it, I adjusted it to the same speed as my own.

"Is this comfortable?" Lin Jianxia asked.

Seeing her sister nod gently, she breathed a sigh of relief, sank back into her seat, and closed her eyes.

The massage gently rubbed her back, and she listened to the soft rustling of a pen tip slicing through paper beside her, gradually relaxing.

Outside the car window, the winter street scene flowed past at a steady pace.

......

......

Lin Jianxia rubbed her eyes, propped herself up, and looked out the window.

As we approached our destination, the scenery outside the car gradually changed from dense buildings to endless fields.

She glanced at her phone, then drifted off to sleep, probably for about twenty minutes.

Turning my head to look, I saw that Lin Tingwan had closed her eyes at some point, and her breathing was even, so she had obviously fallen asleep.

Seemingly noticing that she was awake, the woman in the driver's seat glanced at her through the rearview mirror and spoke gently:

"Young ladies, we'll be there in about five minutes. Get ready."

"Okay... thank you, Auntie."

Lin Jianxia politely thanked her, but her gaze involuntarily drifted to the window.

If Jinxiu New Village is considered part of the old town, then Changliu Village in Qing'an District can be described as the complete suburbs.

The fields in winter exposed the dark brown soil, and scattered farmhouses lay quietly in the twilight in the distance—a familiar sight to her.

She and Wanwan spent their childhood here.

There was an abandoned textile factory, its red brick walls covered with withered vines; there was a frighteningly large old locust tree, its leaves all fallen in winter.

Further ahead, there is a long stream, now so shallow that the bottom can be seen.

The further in you go, the slower the car drives.

Lin Jianxia hesitated for a few seconds, then couldn't help but speak:

"Auntie, the location we chose is the entrance to Changliu Village, right?"

"Yes, it's up ahead."

"Um...could you please move in just a little bit more?"

Lin Jianxia lowered her voice a little.

"It's only about 200 meters... I can pay extra."

"Is it hard to move the New Year's goods?" The aunt glanced at her in the rearview mirror and laughed. "It's okay, it's just a matter of stepping on the gas, why would you charge extra?"

Lin Jianxia felt a warmth in her heart: "Thank you, Auntie!"

Guided by the girl's soft voice, the van finally stopped in front of a simple little courtyard.

As dinner time approached, several elderly people from the neighborhood gathered nearby, chatting and curiously gazing at the unusual and nice car.

Lin Jianxia woke up her younger sister, got out of the car, and together with the driver, carried the New Year's goods down.

"Thank you, Auntie. Would you like to come in and sit down?" Lin Jianxia asked.

"No need, no need, you guys go in quickly, I should go too."

The aunt waved with a smile and got back into the driver's seat.

Lin Jianxia waved again at the departing car, watching the black minivan disappear at the end of the village road before letting out a soft sigh of relief, a smile unconsciously spreading across her face.

"Xia girl? Wan girl?"

The sound coming from beside her brought Lin Jianxia back to her senses.

Lin Jianxia's eyes lit up, and she turned around in surprise:

"Grandma Fang!"

The old man standing by the gate had gray hair, wore a dark blue cotton-padded jacket, and had a face full of kind wrinkles. He was squinting and smiling at them.

She leaned on a well-worn bamboo cane, her body slightly hunched, but her eyes were clear and bright.

These are the village elders who watched Lin Jianxia and Lin Tingwan grow up. Although they are not related by blood, they are among the people who know them best.

Grandma Fang looked Lin Jianxia up and down, her smile deepening.

"Oh my, Xia girl has become even more beautiful. The environment in big cities really does nurture people."

"No way..." Lin Jianxia said somewhat embarrassedly.

Grandma Fang chuckled twice, then her gaze softened as she turned to Lin Tingwan beside her. She paused, then lowered her voice:

"Wan, are you still like this?"

Lin Jianxia's eyes crinkled into a smile, her tone light and cheerful:

"Grandma Fang, Wanwan is feeling much better now~"

Lin Tingwan knew that Grandma Fang was illiterate, so she didn't take out her little notebook. She just nodded gently in response to her sister's words.

"That's good, that's good."

Grandma Fang nodded repeatedly, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes smoothing out.

She looked at the New Year's goods scattered on the ground and smiled:

"Those two girls have really made something of themselves! Why did they bring back so much stuff this year?"

Hehe~

Lin Jianxia pursed her lips somewhat shyly, and the image of a certain idiot involuntarily flashed through her mind.

"It's just... just good luck..."

"Oh, you two are the most filial," Grandma Fang said with a chuckle. "Look, your grandma has been talking about it since this afternoon, saying that her two precious granddaughters are coming back. She's been busy in front of the stove until now."

She leaned on her bamboo cane, turned sideways, and pointed into the courtyard:

"Hurry up and go in, don't keep her waiting."

"Okay! Goodbye, Grandma Fang, let's go inside now," Lin Jianxia replied sweetly.

After saying goodbye to the elderly woman, the two sisters picked up the New Year's goods from the ground and walked into the familiar courtyard gate one after the other.

In the courtyard, the old bricks and stones have been polished smooth by time, and the old persimmon tree in the corner stands bare.

Warm yellow light shone through the windows of the main room, and the faint aroma of food wafted through the air.

Time always rushes by in the city, but here, it seems to have been gently held back by something, and everything remains the same as before.

She led her daughter Wanwan across the courtyard and walked briskly into the inner room. Just as she was about to call out, she suddenly stopped.

A warm yellow light was shining in the room.

The fire in the stove had probably just gone out, and the air was filled with the warm, satisfying aroma of food.

On the square wooden table, bowls and plates were neatly arranged—fragrant chicken soup, glistening braised pork, vibrant green stir-fried vegetables, and a small dish of sweet and sour lotus root slices that they had eaten since childhood.

The bowls and chopsticks were already set out, exactly three sets, no more and no less.

At the table, an elderly man with gray hair was leaning slightly in an old rattan chair, a worn-out blanket draped over him, a rag loosely clutched in his hand, and his head was nodding off.

Lin Jianxia gently put down the bag in her hand, and suddenly felt a little soreness in her nose.

Before she could speak, Lin Tingwan quietly walked forward, slowly squatted down beside the wicker chair, tilted her little face up, and quietly looked at her grandmother sleeping.

Lin Jianxia sniffed, quickly walked over, and called softly:

"grandmother......."

The old man in the rattan chair seemed to hear it; his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his squinted eyes slowly opened.

She looked at the two people in front of her, as if trying to identify something.

Then, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, revealing a kind smile:

"You're back?"

"Yes, Grandma, Wanwan and I are back."