Chapter 2329 - 1936: You’ve Grown Up

Chapter 2329: Chapter 1936: You’ve Grown Up

Faced with Qiaoqiao’s sincere and naive gaze, even Lun Chuan felt pressured when he lied. He could only touch his nose:

"When Qiaoqiao is not home, naturally, the sister has to stay home and look after things—didn’t I just call you?"

Qiaoqiao’s gaze slightly dimmed.

"Oh." He lowered his head.

The empty backpack hung behind the boy’s yet-to-broaden shoulders, making him look even more like a small dog wandering in the rain.

Lun Chuan couldn’t help but pat his head: "Get in the car, your sister thinks about you every day and specifically asked me to check your working environment carefully today."

"We can’t let our Qiaoqiao suffer any grievances."

Qiaoqiao instantly perked up!

"We’ll go now, do you know the way, Brother Lu Chuan? I’ll guide you."

Of course, Lun Chuan knew the house was just a five to ten-minute walk through the shortcut, that Yang’s house wouldn’t have failed in this preparation.

But he still nodded: "Sure, let me see how well you recognize the road now. I’ll have to report it to your sister later."

Qiaoqiao nodded solemnly: "Mm!"

After a pause, he proudly added: "Even though I walk the path daily, I also know the driving route."

"Really?" Lun Chuan chuckled: "Then let’s follow your guidance."

Qiaoqiao guided well, the car turned twice along the main road, and smoothly stopped at the entrance of the yard.

Lun Chuan looked around at the surroundings. To have such a residence-cum-studio next to the university, Yang’s house certainly put their heart into it.

He opened the gate of the front yard, and Qiaoqiao showed Lun Chuan this fifty or sixty square meter yard.

Surprisingly, it was almost identical to the terrace they had just tidied up, neatly filled with flower racks and pots, with a pile of unused soil beside.

Looking at the pots, there were already numerous green seedlings sprouting heads.

"What is this?"

Lun Chuan was slightly surprised.

Qiaoqiao stood there proudly: "Xiaoyang said, the weather in the Imperial City is very dry, you can’t just eat meat, you need vegetables too."

But many vegetables can’t be sent from home.

He discussed it with his dorm mates, they’re all surfing guys, casually searching online, they found him many references.

Inside were deep flower boxes and shallow pots, arranged at varying heights. Three dorm mates were exhausted from military training, could barely lift their feet, but after dinner were energized, insisted on running outside to hum and hah, digging soil and assembling.

Fortunately, young men are strong and resourceful, in just one evening, it was all tidied up.

Of course, after this labor, their just-filled stomachs felt a bit empty again. Before leaving, they intensely devoured another pot of mixed stew, satisfied and wiped their mouths as they left.

Now the fruits of their labor were presented before Lun Chuan, he carefully took out his phone to shoot video and photo, then said to Qiaoqiao:

"I’ll tell your sister."

Qiaoqiao thought for a moment, then whispered: "Could you wait a bit? I want to tell my sister after the vegetables grow big, to give her a surprise."

Lun Chuan looked fixedly at him.

He then realized Song Tan’s thoughts were correct.

Children developing independence outside made them grow at a surprisingly fast pace.

"Of course you can." He agreed without hesitation, even providing lots of advice: "I’ve also grown many plants in pots before, you can ask me any questions. In a few days, I’ll send you some seeds or seedlings."

Qiaoqiao nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of anticipation and hidden excitement: "Mm!"

They then walked into the first floor.

This was where Qiaoqiao and Xiaoyang lived daily. The assistant is always online, you can turn to her for any problems.

The housekeeping aunt comes once a day for basic meal preparation, tidy-up, and cleanliness.

The two have their own bedrooms, the windows newly replaced, with excellent soundproofing and lighting. Even on the first floor, there’s no darkness.

The heating was newly installed too, along with new soft furnishings.

Qiaoqiao’s bedroom is quite large, approximately twenty square meters, including bathroom and study room.

In another twenty-square-meter study, his basic culture books and tablet were still piled on one side of the desk.

On the other side, various drawing tools were fully equipped, not only with a graphics tablet but also pastels, a drawing easel beside, focused on using whatever he likes.

Qiaoqiao proudly showed Lun Chuan his achievements:

"I’ve already drawn five kinds of fruits, one each day."

Peach, watermelon, Ju Zi, banana, grapes... all hand-drawn.

With Lun Chuan’s eyes, these childish and naive works naturally weren’t top-notch.

But that’s exactly the child’s drawing style.

Bold and vibrant colors, freewheeling across the canvas, it’s art that grabs attention at first glance.

No professional critique to be said, yet for Lun Chuan, anyone’s hard-pressed to find them ugly.

On the contrary, the grapes had shimmering water droplets slightly showing, clearly Qiaoqiao was always improving.

"How wonderful, Qiaoqiao truly has talent." Lun Chuan praised.

Qiaoqiao pressed his lips and smiled sheepishly.

"Though I’ve finished the drawings, I haven’t shown them to Xiaoyang. I want to complete some more before reviewing them."

"Teacher Tang says progress is shown in a canvas one by one. After finishing three to five, if nothing notable appears, then wait a bit longer."

"After drawing many, you can identify potential issues when you come back and redraw."

Hmm...

From a pure hobby standpoint, this method is undoubtedly quite suitable.

But Qiaoqiao is now a working individual, if pursuing perfection, wouldn’t the drawing submission remain indefinitely delayed?

Yet Lun Chuan didn’t say that.

He earnestly said: "Alright, this is your business, you can decide how best to plan it yourself."

"Business!"

The usage of this word had a distinctly professional flair, very different from the live streaming classroom, filling Qiaoqiao with a heavier, more bulging sense of responsibility.

"Mm! I’ll do a great job! I won’t disappoint Boss Yang for the salary provided!"

Then he led Lun Chuan to see the basement.

Surprisingly, you enter the basement through another door.

"Xiaoyang said, taught by his father, separating work and life makes for more happiness. That’s why this door was later remodeled, it doesn’t pass through our living area."

This statement had Lun Chuan’s full agreement.

Especially with the unknown people that might come later, not knowing the roots and details, it’d be uneasy knowing Qiaoqiao’s living environment was accessible.

The basement was extensively treated, with no trace of moisture felt, presently due to the project not yet started, equipment hadn’t been set up.

However, inside were basic partitions, and even resting areas, possibly in a few more days, Yang would bring in lots of fellow students...

Lun Chuan earnestly observed around, only then patted Qiaoqiao on the shoulder:

"You’ve grown up!"