Chapter 368: The Wheelchair Girl

The temperature has risen early this year; it is only late in the first lunar month, the early spring season, and after several consecutive sunny days, one can already feel the warmth.

The young girl is wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt, a solid color; those who don't know might think she is wearing thermal underwear, though she has always been very casual about her clothing. Walking out of the room, she only feels that the house is quiet and elegant, and she doesn't know where her brother-in-law and sister have gone again.

However, she doesn't care.

The morning sun crosses the courtyard wall, drawing a distinct line on the lawn; one side is bathed in the morning sunlight, while the other is still in the cold shade.

The young girl stands in the sunlight, lifting her chin toward the sun, her eyes squinting, quietly feeling the warmth of the spring day.

That face, slightly fleshier than her sister's, looks even more pink and snow-white under the rice-gold sunlight; one always feels the flesh on her face would be exceptionally soft, and if one reached out to pinch it, perhaps the fingertips would sink in with just a light touch. Looking closely, one can see fine downy hair on her face that has not yet faded.

A moment later—

The young girl is already sitting by the stone table in the courtyard, where a fake frog jumps back and forth, tireless, with a long-haired white cat crouching nearby. The young girl rests her chin on her hand watching the frog jump and jump, and the white cat also lies there watching.

The sunlight is becoming warmer and warmer.

The young girl feels she could spend the whole day like this.

Then let's spend the whole day like this.

Anyway, school hasn't started yet.

Anyway, the journals and books recommended by the teacher have already been read, and the homework assigned by her sister has also been finished.

Come to think of it, it's strange; that hateful woman clearly studies Plane space, so where did she get so many professional assignments? And they are even harder than what the teacher assigns.

One must know that the major she is studying is a newly opened one; when she first enrolled, only Ling'an Academy had this major, and even now, only three top universities in the world offer it, with Ling'an Academy leading the world. Artificial Life Technology is also a top-tier high-tech field; currently, the only results the world can produce are the artificial frog and artificial snake projects carried out by their major, and several key technologies among them were solved by her—well, the line of reasoning for solving them happened to be related to the homework her sister assigned her.

The school is half-teaching and half-researching, and the teachers are learning while teaching, progressing together with the students.

Where did that hateful woman get the homework?

And so much of it...

She is both confused and angry.

The young girl rests her chin on one hand, and with the other, she reaches out and grabs the frog that has jumped to the edge of the stone table.

Amidst her surging thoughts, her mind easily sketches out the image of a vile older stepsister who secretly works hard to study other professional content just to persecute her younger sister.

"Woof~"

Taozi extends a small paw, hooking the frog.

The frog is very afraid of this big creature with a hairy face, sharp teeth, and claws, and it runs away whenever it sees it.

Time passes in a leisurely and idle way.

Until footsteps are heard outside the door.

The young girl hurriedly gets up and runs toward the entrance, and the white cat also jumps off the table to follow behind her; the girl and the cat barely manage to reach the door before they push it open.

"Clang."

The wooden door is pulled open by her.

Her brother-in-law and sister are standing outside carrying groceries.

"Morning, brother-in-law."

"Morning."

"Morning, Qingqing."

"..."

The young girl watches the two of them cross the threshold; even though she knows there is no one left outside, she still habitually leans her upper body out, stretches her neck, looks left and right, and only then retreats back into the courtyard to close the gate. The frog on the stone table has already run off and disappeared.

The young girl catches it back from behind a cluster of flowers.

Because the weather in Yujing has been warming up recently, these flowers have already sprouted; many green or purple-red buds have grown on the bare branches, and some even have strong little bamboo shoots emerging from the base, which is a joy to behold.

Ning Qing, seeing this, frowns.

It is true that the temperature has risen early this year, but it is fickle—

It is warm now, but it will drop again early next month. It will enter summer directly in the middle of the month, return to winter at the end of the month, and then repeat constantly, riding a roller coaster. It is as if the temperature is having a year-end promotion: ten off for every twenty, fifteen off for every thirty; it will be even colder at night and on rainy days, until summer truly arrives.

This is not good news for her flowers.

Flowers and trees are ignorant; when the temperature suddenly warms, they rush to sprout, and as soon as it turns cold again, they get frostbitten, which has a huge impact on their growth in spring.

Flowers planted in the ground cannot be moved indoors, and carving a Rune on each one for warmth seems troublesome; however, using Spirit Fertilizer can enhance their resistance to a certain extent. Besides that, one can only try to water them with a light fertilizer, attempting to make them grow a little faster so they can pass the budding stage before the temperature drops, and then they won't be frostbitten.

At this moment, Xiaoxiao is already lying on the stone table again, poking the frog to play, enjoying her own leisure time.

However, at this time, her sister's voice comes from behind:

"Xiaoxiao."

"?"

"Help me water the flowers; Spirit Fertilizer 1,000:1, Balanced Fertilizer 2,000:1, no medicine added."

"!"

The young girl's brows furrow, her fists clench slightly, and she turns her head in an unnatural posture to stare fixedly at her sister: "You planted the flowers, why do I have to water them?"

"Spirit Fertilizer 1,000:1, Balanced Fertilizer 2,000:1."

"You have a nasty personality!"

Her sister ignores her completely, only saying calmly: "Finish watering within an hour."

"!!"

The young girl's brows furrow tighter and tighter, her fists clench tighter and tighter, and as soon as her sister turns around, she rushes up immediately.

Accompanied by a light shout filled with anger:

"Old nun! Take this punch!"

"Boom..."

A punch filled with Spirit Power hits her sister's back, only emitting a slight muffled sound; her sister's body doesn't even sway.

Her sister turns around calmly.

"What did you say?"

The little girl remained in her punching stance, secretly thinking to herself, "Oh no."

She saw her sister wave a hand gently toward her, and formless Spirit Power surged out; her body immediately lost its stability, and she stumbled back a few steps, and despite trying hard to maintain her balance, she still landed on her bottom on the lawn.

Fortunately, the lawn was soft.

The little girl silently climbed up and walked into the tool room.

A moment later, she came out carrying a bucket and holding water-soluble Spirit Fertilizer and Balanced Fertilizer, and began to water the flowers.

"You're bullying Xiaoxiao again."

"?"

Ning Qing glanced at him coldly, "Are you used to playing the good guy?"

At just this one sentence, Chen Shu didn't dare to make a sound.

Taking one second to forget what had just happened and another second to regain a good mood, the childhood friend with the sour face became cute in his eyes again.

There was a familiar sound outside the door.

Chen Shu stopped what he was doing and looked out through the window.

Chen Banxia walked in wearing a pink-and-white floral dress, which, paired with her round, fair, and tender face, made her look like a neighbor's little sister of seventeen or eighteen.

As the birthday girl today, she was clearly in a good mood and smiling very sweetly; as soon as she entered, she praised Xiaoxiao for being sensible and capable, helping her sister water the flowers early in the morning, but the little girl just gave her a cold look, said "Happy Birthday," and ignored her thereafter.

Chen Banxia had no choice but to go to the kitchen, lean against the door frame to look at her brother and Qingqing inside, and ask, "What's wrong with Xiaoxiao? She seems to be in a bad mood."

"She failed in her challenge against the Great Demon King."

"Oh, oh..."

Chen Banxia and her brother were quite in sync; she understood with just this one sentence and quietly backed out again.

There was still one guest who hadn't arrived.

After waiting for about a few minutes—

A faint whirring sound came from outside the door, and a hot girl with shorts, long legs, and double braids arrived at the courtyard gate sitting in an electric wheelchair.

The detachable wooden threshold blocked her path.

The enthusiastic male neighbor outside sighed in pity while walking toward her; just as he was about to ask if she needed help, he saw her stand up from the wheelchair, easily lift the wheelchair over the threshold, set it down, sit back on it, and push the joystick, driving forward with a whirring sound.

The male neighbor was stunned.

That girl even turned her head to glance at him.

Her skin was fair, her features bright and beautiful, and she was wearing distressed light-colored denim shorts, a white camisole, and a pink knit cardigan; her figure was tall and slender, and she was as full of vitality and sunshine as this morning—it was likely that no one could better embody the youth and beauty of a young woman than her. But what made him unable to forget her at a glance was her deliberately widened eyes, as if she were saying to him, "Haha, you were fooled," or "I did that on purpose." For a moment, he felt as if he had truly seen the "witty and eccentric young woman" found only in books, or perhaps some kind of playful and cute monster or spirit from legends.

But before he could take a closer look, he saw her wave her hand, and the gate closed.

"Hehe, I'm here!"

Zhang Suannai's electric wheelchair clattered as it drove down a few steps, then drove over the stone slabs spaced out on the courtyard lawn; it was naturally bumpy, and she made "uh-uh-uh" sounds with every bump.

The little roommate was watering the flowers in the courtyard.

Zhang Suannai stopped the wheelchair, grinned, and praised, "Xiaoxiao is so diligent, helping Qingqing water the flowers early in the morning."

The little girl turned her head to glance at her, too lazy to pay her any mind.

Zhang Suannai didn't mind; she just pushed the joystick, drove onto the lawn, and followed the little girl, following her wherever she went to water, whispering to her.

The little girl squinted at this strange woman, and finally, unable to bear it, whispered a reminder to her:

"If you crush the lawn, Sister will be angry."

"Oh, oh!"

Zhang Suannai looked back and saw that the wheelchair wheels were too thin; sure enough, they had left thin marks on the lawn. She thought "oops" to herself, hurriedly waved her hand, and Spirit Power brushed over them, barely making the marks look less obvious, then she quickly reversed and turned around to leave.

"Chen Banxia, happy birthday."

"You're only telling me now."

"How old are you?"

"I'm a '95er, 22 this year."

"A '95er..."

Zhang Suannai blinked her eyes and did some mental math: "You're 29 this year? You're that old?"

"Heh~~"

Chen Banxia yawned, not taking it to heart at all.

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