A Young Woman's Heart

If you forget to turn off the door when you leave, you'll end up spending a lot of money.

Even if the mother finds out and turns it off in time, she will still get a good scolding.

If Mo Xueyao could get up in such a warm house every day in winter, she might not hate winter so much.

What she hates most about winter is that she can't get up in the morning. The world outside the blankets is so cold that it feels like it's about to freeze. Every time she gets up, it's a struggle and a fight with herself.

Getting out of bed isn't the end of it; getting dressed is also a painful experience.

Sweaters left outside overnight are frozen stiff, and you have to grit your teeth to put them on, with static electricity popping up every now and then.

So sometimes, to make it more comfortable to get dressed in the morning, I stuff all the clothes I'm going to wear into the blankets. They're warm enough to wear the next morning, but then another problem arises—the clothes get all wrinkled, and it takes a long time to smooth them out.

She put on her clothes quickly and happily today, even wearing her school uniform jacket.

As soon as I opened the door, the cool air from the living room rushed in.

But perhaps because she had stayed in the warm room long enough, she not only didn't feel cold, but even felt exceptionally refreshed.

"Mom!"

It was still early, and my mother was still busy at home. Breakfast was already prepared. In order to let them sleep in a little longer in the winter, breakfast is now packed in lunchboxes and taken to school.

Occasionally, when she wanted to sleep in, she would leave a few dollars on the table for them to buy food outside.

As the family's savings gradually increased, the mother seemed to become much more generous than before.

"Did you keep the air conditioning on all night yesterday? Was it comfortable?"

"Hehe, it's quite comfortable. Can I drive it every day?"

"You wish! The family is making money now, but there are still many expenses. If you can manage, try not to open a business." She picked up the newly bought flat mop and quickly started mopping in the living room.

This is much more convenient than the old round-headed mop; at least in winter, you don't have to wash the mop by hand anymore.

Thinking about it more carefully, it seems that there have indeed been a lot more convenient and efficient tools at home recently. In the mornings, my mother doesn't seem as busy and overwhelmed as before.

Mo Xueyao washed up as usual, with the water heater on and warm water flowing out.

Finally, my teeth won't hurt from the cold anymore when I brush them.

Once a person gets comfortable, there's no going back. Even a mother who can endure the cold can't resist the temptation of hot water coming from the tap.

Since she doesn't have to eat breakfast at home, it's still early, so early that she can even wash her hair and then go to the balcony to dry it with a hairdryer.

The sky was finally beginning to lighten. The farmer's house across from the balcony was only four stories high, with potted plants growing all over the roof. A flock of pigeons had just come out of their cages and were circling around the farmer's house in the sky.

They didn't feel cold at all, even though it was early in the morning.

Mo Xueyao smoothed her hair, which had just been warmed by the wind, and tossed the few strands that had fallen on the windowsill out the window.

The temperature difference between indoors and outdoors is quite large.

Especially when the cold wind blew, Mo Xueyao immediately felt that the fleece-lined leggings she was wearing were not thick enough.

"Mom—do you have any thicker pants?"

"There's also cashmere."

"Ah, yes, I wore that last winter, I want to wear that one!"

"Wear it when it gets to zero degrees."

"I feel like it's already zero degrees!"

"Then what would you wear in zero degrees Celsius?"

"Wear two!"

"You can take the bus, anyway, your school has heating." Her mother made no attempt to find her pantyhose. "You'll warm up after walking a few steps, don't be so fussy."

"cut."

When they returned to the living room, Li Wanyan had already washed up, while Yu Shu had just gotten up.

I wasn't woken up by a wake-up call, but by the noise from my home.

She put on her pajamas and, still half asleep, went home to wash up and change.

He was muttering to himself that they would set off together later.

Her disheveled appearance was quite adorable, like a fluffy kitten that had just woken up and was still a little grumpy.

But when she came out, she turned back into that soft and cuddly dumpling.

The bun hairstyle on her head makes you want to pinch it.

"Mom! We're heading out!"

"Oh, remember to eat breakfast while it's hot," the mother replied indifferently.

Goodbye, godmother.

"Yes, Yan Yan, please keep an eye on Yao Yao for me. She's incredibly impulsive and needs someone to keep her in check."

"it is good."

"What? It's just going to school, why are you criticizing me?" Mo Xueyao pouted and put an arm around Yu Shu's shoulder. "Let's go, let's go, Yu Shu!"

The sky was still dimly lit, and the houses blocked the view of the rising sun.

The streetlights were still on, and the garbage in front of the garbage room was overflowing. Early-rising workers were loading the garbage into the truck bag by bag.

A beautiful green parrot, like a free-range chicken, hopped and skipped to Mo Xueyao's feet.

She curiously lowered her head and looked at the fearless parrot.

—I feel like I've seen it somewhere before.

"what……"

"Yu Shu, do you know her?"

"Hmm...it seems to be the parrot kept by the family on the third floor."

"Huh? He keeps parrots?" Mo Xueyao only remembered that the house was inhabited by a young man who rarely went out. He was always disheveled and unkempt, not the kind of person who could afford to keep birds.

"Yes, he raised them. I heard he makes money by trading stocks, and he has a computer at home..."

"Stock trading? It's like gambling." Mo Xueyao had an instinctive aversion to this kind of thing. Although it was legitimate, she still didn't like it. "No wonder they have money to spend even though they never leave the house..."

"Coo coo." Li Wanyan suddenly waved to the parrot that was hopping on the ground, and made a strange bird call.

So the parrot curiously hopped onto Li Wanyan's shoe, tilted its head, and said, "Hello."

"Hello!" Mo Xueyao looked at it with interest. "Can you talk?"

"Hello!" it nodded again.

"It seems its owner didn't teach it properly..." Yu Shu, who wanted to ask something else, suddenly felt a little regretful, "It can only say 'hello'."

"Hello!" But Mo Xueyao still found it very interesting, feeling as if she was facing a living, talking machine.

"Hello!" it kept repeating.

"I've seen it before, and I remember it could say other things?"

"Others?"

Hmm...maybe I forgot?

"If you don't train often, you will definitely forget it, right?" Yu Shu replied softly, her voice sounding even more indistinct in the wind.

"I'm your grandpa!" The green-feathered parrot hopped onto Mo Xueyao's shoe and gently spread its wings.

"Ah! That's it!"

"Who are you?" the parrot asked again, tilting its head.

"I'm your grandpa!" This time, it was Mo Xueyao's turn to say those words.

"Little parrot, be good!"

"Then you're just a free-range chicken. Look at you, can you even fly?"

As if it understood, it flapped its wings and flew up, landing on the bare branch.

"Idiot!" Mo Xueyao gave it the middle finger.

"I'm your grandpa!" it retorted without any politeness.

If it weren't for school, Mo Xueyao would probably have played with it a little longer.

However, it seemed to have lost interest in them, fluttering away and disappearing in an instant.

"I think parrots are quite interesting."

"Hmm... My family used to raise them, actually, it was quite troublesome..."

Should we teach it to talk?

"Well, the main problem is that it's prone to depression... but if you take it out to fly around the house too often, it'll poop everywhere..."

“After all, it’s a bird…” Mo Xueyao sighed. “Such free animals are best off living freely in this vast sky and earth.”

"Yes, and not all parrots that fly away will come back on their own."

"Does this mean the parrot and its owner have a very good relationship?"

"Hmm...maybe...?"

"If only the candy could talk."

"Huh?"

"It's the name of my cat."

"Oh... I remember now, you seem to have called that a few times."

"You might find that every time it meows, it's actually cursing." Li Wanyan gently raised the corners of her mouth.

"Well, if that's the case, then let's just forget about it..."

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Chapter 102 Let's Talk About the Senior Students