Ning Youguang laughed, "Okay, I’ll relay your concern to Ming Yi later."
Ming Jinxin’s smile grew even deeper.
She couldn’t help but say, "Mr. Lu Xun said, ’If you crave stability, you won’t have freedom; to have freedom, you must face so dangers. There are only these two paths.’ Young people who strive to excel often do so because they cannot accept diocrity, and Xiao Shi is already surpassing many young people."
The two chatted a bit longer.
Ning Youguang was pulled by Ning Youyu to his study to see the poem he had written—
"Why Do Trees Grow Upward?"
Plants feel their beds are too hard
Thinking of sleeping on the soft backs of clouds
The tree I drew is too beautiful
Next, I drew birds
Drew clouds
Drew a pond and flowers that aren’t worthy of it."
"Oh my, is this your poem? It’s so well-written." Ning Youguang was full of delight and hugged his brother tightly.
The kisses made Ning Youyu’s cheeks blush.
He’s never seen his sister so enthusiastic before...
After praising his brother generously, Ning Youguang snapped a photo of the poem and sent it to Shi Wangyue—
He imdiately replied with a big thumbs-up, saying:
[Little Fish is a born poet.]
When Ning Youguang erged from Ning Youyu’s study and returned to the living room.
She happened to see Ming Jinxin chatting with a young worker at ho: "If you’re hesitant about buying sothing just because it’s pricey, then buy it; if you want to buy sothing just because it’s a bargain, then don’t. The sa goes for love and marriage."
It seems the worker had sothing she wanted to buy but was unsure how to decide.
Receiving the advice from the household’s mistress, the young woman happily returned to the kitchen.
Ning Youguang gave Ming Jinxin a thumbs-up, offering her a big complint.
...
The next day, the weather was perfect.
The sun shone bright early in the morning.
Ning Youguang drove out early to the future ho, calling the aunties over to thoroughly clean the house inside and out.
While they were cleaning, she wasn’t idle either.
She arranged fresh flowers in vases, bought from the flower shop early in the morning.
The cleaning ladies she called weren’t unfamiliar faces, as they’d been introduced by Ming Jinxin.
Whenever the Ning family hosted gatherings or events and the household staff was overwheld, they would call on these ladies to help out with so part-ti work.
Ning Youguang had seen these aunties at the Ning house, so this ti when she called them over for cleaning, they were very diligent.
Seeing Ning Youguang’s lovely floral arrangents, the aunties couldn’t help but gather around for tips.
"Miss Ning, these arrangents are beautiful, even prettier than those at the flower shop. How do you do it?"
"It’s so simple and elegant, perfectly matching such a beautiful house."
Ning Youguang smiled as she responded, "I don’t have any special techniques, really. I never challenge myself with flowers of too many colors."
She said, "If you like it, when arranging flowers at ho, avoid buying too many different types. Just use single-colored flowers, unless they are wildflowers, which can be mixed in lightly; for flowers with colors, stick to one color sche, and they’ll look good and won’t easily go wrong."
The aunties nodded, looking on quietly for a bit, then dispersed to continue their work efficiently.
After finishing with the flowers, Ning Youguang washed the fresh fruits she bought from the fruit stand near the school gate this morning and placed them neatly on the island counter.
Once all this was done, she tid it perfectly to put a large bag of semi-prepared soup ingredients she got from the auntie’s house yesterday into the slow cooker to simr slowly.
When Shi Wangyue returned ho, he was greeted by the pleasant aroma.
The delightful floral scent mingled with the enticing aroma of good food.
Looking at the spotless, pristine house before him, he could only feel his heart racing uncontrollably.
Every detail in sight was thoughtfully arranged, giving a strong sense of warmth and happiness.
"You’re back?" Hearing the door open, Ning Youguang erged from the kitchen.
She still held a ladle in her hand.
"What delicious al are you making?" Shi Wangyue’s deep gaze landed on her smiling face.
"I brewed a pot of soup." Ning Youguang smiled, "Are you hungry? If you are, I’ll serve you a bowl."
Shi Wangyue closed the door behind him and quickly walked up the hallway, dropping his bags and hugging her, "I’m not hungry, but I do want so soup."
Ning Youguang patted his back, "Go take a shower; clothes and towels are ready for you in the bathroom."
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