Reborn a day later, I emptied my enemy's possessions beforehand.

The two left the bedroom and walked down the hallway to the bathroom to wash up.

The two stood side by side in front of the sink, each holding an enamel cup to fill with water, and brushing their teeth in front of the mirror with toothpaste on their toothbrushes.

The mirror still held traces of moisture from last night's shower, vaguely reflecting two figures standing side by side, one tall and one short, one with broad shoulders and one with narrow shoulders.

As Li Su'e brushed her teeth, she saw Zhou Haibing's mouth full of foam in the mirror and couldn't help but smile.

Zhou Haibing saw her smile in the mirror and returned a wide grin with a mouthful of white foam, which almost dripped from the corner of her mouth. Li Su'e almost burst out laughing and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

After washing up, Zhou Haibing wiped his face with a towel and came out of the bathroom first.

He walked to the washing machine at the corner of the hallway, bent down and opened the door of the white machine, then went to the bedroom and brought out all the dirty clothes that the three of them had changed out of the night before—

Zhou Haiqing's light pink pajamas, the old work jacket and pants he wore yesterday, and Li Su'e's change of clothes were all piled up in front of the washing machine.

Li Su'e followed him over and saw him stuffing a pile of dirty clothes into the washing machine. Curious, she stood beside him and asked:

"Is this how you wash clothes?"

"Yes." Zhou Haibing put the clothes into the washing machine drum one by one, then picked up the bottle of laundry detergent from the low cabinet, unscrewed the cap, and poured a small cup into the top drawer of the washing machine.

The white liquid flowed into the drawer, accumulating in a small puddle in the compartment. He pushed the drawer back, closed the hatch, and then pressed a few buttons on the panel.

Several indicator lights on the panel lit up, emitting a soft beeping sound.

"Is that all?" Li Su'e stared at the machine, her tone still carrying a hint of disbelief. Her eyes scanned the panel, looking at the indicator lights that had lit up.

"Can this machine really wash clothes by itself?"

"Watch this." Zhou Haibing pressed the start button.

The washing machine emitted a short beep, and the drum began to rotate slowly.

After a while, water flowed into the water drum from the inlet, and the sound of rushing water filled the bathroom.

The clothes in the drum floated in the water and tumbled up and down as the drum rotated.

Then, the roller began to spin at an even faster speed, and the clothes inside were tumbled around, splashing water everywhere.

The entire process was done without any human hands rubbing or kneading; the machine operated entirely on its own.

Li Su'e stood in front of the washing machine, staring at it motionless for a long time.

She watched as the clothes were tumbled in the drum, washed by the water, and tossed about by centrifugal force. Her expression shifted from curiosity to surprise, and then from surprise to awe.

She remembered how she used to scrub clothes by hand in the city until her knuckles turned white, how she used to beat clothes with a stick by the river after going to the countryside until her hands went numb, and how her hands would turn red and swollen like carrots after washing clothes once in winter.

Back then, washing clothes would take half a day, squatting by the river, unable to straighten my back, my hands would be white and wrinkled from being soaked in cold water, and my fingernails would be full of soap suds.

Now this machine is running, and the clothes are turned over and washed by themselves inside, without even getting your hands wet.

"It really...it really washed itself," she murmured, turning to look at Zhou Haibing with disbelief in her eyes.

"This machine is amazing. With it, I won't have to squat by the basin scrubbing clothes for ages anymore."

Zhou Haibing leaned against the bathroom doorframe, arms crossed, and smiled as he looked at her astonished expression.

"It will make a sound automatically when it's done washing, then you can take the clothes out and hang them up to dry."

"Spinning it dry makes it air dry faster; we can collect it this afternoon."

Li Su'e nodded, then turned back to look at the still-spinning washing machine, her eyes sparkling.

The hum of the washing machine echoed in the bathroom, and the sound of water rinsing the clothes was more pleasant to her than any music.

Zhou Haibing patted the water droplets off his hands, which then splashed onto the ground, leaving a few small watermarks.

He turned to Li Su'e and said, "Let's go to the kitchen and make breakfast."

Li Su'e was bending down to push the laundry basket towards the corner when she heard his words and responded:

"Sigh." She straightened up, wiped the stray hairs from her forehead with the back of her hand, and followed him out of the bathroom.

The lights in the corridor were still on; they were round ceiling lights, not very bright, but enough to illuminate the corridor clearly.

The tiled floor was clean and slightly cool to the touch, and there wasn't a speck of dust in the corners.

The robot vacuum cleaner had already returned to its charging dock, lying quietly with its round body pressed against the wall, like a little animal curled up.

The little green light on the charging dock is flashing, indicating that it is fully charged.

Li Su'e glanced down at it as she passed by, feeling a bit curious.

Zhou Haibing took this thing out yesterday afternoon, walked around on the floor for a long time, swept the room by itself, and now it's gone back to charge itself, without even needing to be looked after.

The two people walked into the kitchen one after the other.

The air in the kitchen was a little cool, carrying a faint smell of last night's food.

Zhou Haibing casually pressed a switch on the wall, and the ceiling light on the ceiling turned on, illuminating the entire kitchen with a bright white light.

The stove, countertop, cupboard, and sink are all clearly visible.

The countertop was made of cement and covered with a layer of white ceramic tiles. The edges were a little worn, but it was very clean.

Several spatulas and slotted spoons hung on the wall, next to a row of wooden nails, where aprons and dishcloths were hung.

Next to the stove were an oil jug, a salt shaker, and a soy sauce bottle, all with their mouths wiped clean of oil.

The sink is empty; the dishes from last night have already been washed and put into the cupboard.

"What are we having for breakfast?" Li Su'e walked to the kitchen counter, rolled up her sleeves, revealing her two fair arms.

"Fry a few eggs, make some pancakes, and heat up some milk."

Zhou Haibing opened the refrigerator door, and a blast of cold air rushed out, carrying a cool smell.

He took out a few eggs and a carton of milk.

The milk was taken from his spatial dimension. The words on the cardboard packaging had long been erased, leaving only a white square box that wasn't conspicuous in the refrigerator.

He placed the eggs on the table, put the milk aside, and turned to scoop two bowls of flour from the cupboard and pour them into an enamel basin.

The enamel basin is white with a blue rim, and there are several chipped pieces on the bottom, revealing black iron underneath.

He added a pinch of salt to the flour, then picked up an egg and gently tapped it on the rim of the bowl.

With a "snap," the eggshell cracked open.

He broke the egg yolk and egg white into the flour with both hands.

He picked up his chopsticks again, stirred them quickly a few times, and then slowly added water to the basin while stirring with the chopsticks.

The flour was first stirred into a flocculent state, and then he kneaded it into a ball by hand.