A Young Woman's Heart

"Um, thank you, Teacher Zuo... But these look so expensive, can we really accept them?"

"Of course, it's no big deal for me."

"Phew... It's so good to be rich..."

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Chapter 162 No need to worry that waking up is a dream

Dinner was sumptuous, and to add to the festivities, everyone except Nianlu drank some rice wine—which Mo Xiaoxiao had brewed herself after asking around in the countryside. It wasn't very strong and was mostly sweet.

"How did you live before?" Zuo Ziya's appetite was similar to that of a cat; she was full after only a few bites. She was more interested in the sisters' previous lives.

Or rather, because she had always been in the upper class and rarely saw the real people at the bottom, she was actually more curious about them.

"Well... we live in a tiny room, without even a toilet, and with very little furniture. We mostly use cardboard boxes as cabinets and tables." Mo Xiaoxiao placed a piece of abalone in her sister's bowl. "There's no kitchen there either..."

"But living there was quite fun too. Sometimes we would use an iron bucket as a fire pit to warm ourselves by the fire, or roast some potatoes or something, and then cook soup in a rice cooker!" Mo Zhuyou said happily.

How big is the house?

"A dozen square meters...maybe not, maybe only seven or eight square meters?"

"About six square meters short," Mo Xiaoxiao gave a relatively accurate figure.

"Won't it be crowded?" Zuo Ziya found it hard to imagine how people would live like that.

"It's okay, it's warm even if we're a little cramped. It's fine as long as I'm with my sister."

Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't help but chuckle when she heard Mo Zhuyou's words.

The two sisters, who depend on each other for survival, don't actually have high demands for life, and they can find happiness in any difficulty.

Zuo Ziya suddenly felt a little envious of them.

Because she felt that, in comparison, she seemed very superficial and empty.

Dinner took more than an hour to eat, and there was still a lot of food left over.

Mo Zhuyou was stuffed and leaned lazily against the sofa, not wanting to move at all.

"There's still so much left. Are you all full?" Mo Xiaoxiao asked with some doubt. To save money, she usually didn't eat much, and over time, her appetite had shrunk. But compared to that, Zuo Ziya's appetite was incredibly small, making one wonder if she could even maintain the energy her body needed by eating so little.

Although Nianlu ate a little more, it was still about the same as Mo Xiaoxiao.

"I'm full, thank you for the treat." Nianlu smiled and stood up with Zuo Ziya beside her.

"Well, we should go now. Your cooking is delicious, just as good as our family's chef."

"Really? I knew it! My sister's cooking is amazing!"

Mo Xiao smiled subtly, clearly not taking it seriously.

After saying goodbye to the two, the lively little house became quiet again.

The winter wind made this feeling even stronger.

"Youyou, come over here and stretch your legs, help with the dishes, otherwise it'll be cleaning very late."

"Sigh~ I'll wash it tomorrow..."

"No—" the older sister raised her voice, but then her tone softened again, "Do today's work today, no slacking off."

"Okay—" Mo Zhuyou pouted, stood up unsteadily, and busied herself with her sister.

Washing dishes, wiping the range hood, cleaning the kitchen...

After a flurry of activity, it was already late at night.

The two were slightly tipsy when they finished eating, but they were now sober.

"Sister, let's save some time and take a bath together!" Mo Zhuyou stretched out a big yawn. "Phew, I'm a little sleepy."

"Okay, let's shower together."

All the lights except those outside the washroom were turned off.

The moon parted the clouds, letting its bright light shine into the room, like a pool of ethereal water, sometimes rippling with tiny waves.

The warm water didn't wake Mo Zhuyou up; instead, it made her even sleepier, and she yawned several times.

"Sister, can you wash my hair for me?"

“You…” Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head helplessly, “Here, sit down on the little stool.”

"Hehe~"

Mo Xiaoxiao gently rubbed her younger sister's long hair and scalp. The tingling sensation made her tilt her head back and rest it on her lower abdomen.

"It feels so good to have my sister wash my hair..."

"Okay, sit up straight, don't slouch, or you won't get it clean later."

"Hehe..."

"You've had dandruff lately, haven't you been washing your hair properly?"

"Ugh... washing my hair is such a hassle! I'm lucky if I can even rinse the foam off!"

"You need to rub it more. If a girl flips her hair and a table full of dandruff falls off, do you think that looks good?" Mo Xiaoxiao said with a hint of annoyance. "Even if you're lazy, you still need to pay attention to personal hygiene."

"Okay, okay—I'll be more careful next time!" The little sister pouted. "Then can you wash my clothes for me from now on, older sister?"

"Pfft, you little rascal, always trying to slack off, huh?" Her older sister poked the back of her head, both amused and exasperated. "Alright, alright, I'll wash for you from now on—"

"My older sister is the best!"

"But you have to help me clean, otherwise I'll be too busy."

"Definitely!"

The two girls took a thorough bath and then snuggled into bed together.

The moon was obscured by clouds again, but the countless stars were shining down without any obstruction.

This stunning scenery was nothing new to them.

Mo Zhuyou looked at the starry sky and suddenly let out a long breath.

"What's wrong? Why are you sighing?" Her sister chuckled and tugged at her arm. "Is something bothering you?"

"No, it's just that things have been going so well lately, much better than before. Life is so much happier, and we don't have any worries at all. Today, a sponsor even brought us some clothes, all of them very expensive. I looked at the packaging, and they were bought from Yintai."

"Wouldn't it be better if things went smoothly?"

"It feels...like a dream, like it's not real."

"Pfft, don't worry, it's not a dream." Mo Xiaoxiao playfully bit Mo Zhuyou's shoulder, a rare occurrence for her. "How does it feel? Does it hurt?"

"Ouch—it doesn't hurt that much."

"If you feel pain, it proves it's not a dream."

"Hmm... Life is so good now, so good that I'm afraid I'll lose it one day."

"It's okay, life will definitely get better and better." The older sister hugged her younger sister's head and let her rest her head on her chest. "Don't worry that it's just a dream when you wake up."

"It's okay, whether it's a dream or not, as long as I wake up and my sister is still by my side, that's enough." Mo Zhuyou rubbed against her like a kitten, "Hehe, sister is so soft~"

"Pfft, stop tickling me!"

"I wasn't scratching, I was just touching it!"

"You're starting to look more and more like Yin Yin."

"Hmm...hmm...spending too much time together, did I catch it? Hmm, is it true that you become like those you associate with?"

"Pfft, don't make excuses for yourself."

"Hey, I feel like my older sister's is a little bigger than mine!"

"Is there?"

"Yes, we can compare them next time we take a bath!"

"All our underwear is the same size."

"There must be some bigger ones! My feeling is right!" Mo Zhuyou said confidently. "By the way, isn't Yinyin the oldest in our class?"

"Yes, it should be her."

"And then who is it?"

"Hmm... I'm not too sure." Mo Xiaoxiao rubbed her chin against her sister's head. "I haven't paid much attention to these things."

"Among the people we know well... umm... oh right, the class monitor seems to be quite old too!"

"You've seen him?"

"I bumped into her before, um, she's older than my sister!"

"Pfft, alright, alright, time for bed. It's already 11:30, and I have to get up early tomorrow." Mo Xiaoxiao yawned and buried half her face in the blankets.

"Mmm," the younger sister responded, and a brief silence fell over the room.

But after a short while, she spoke up again: "Oh right, sister, we can wear our new clothes to the social party tomorrow!"

"Hmm? Hmm... Which outfit do you want to wear?"

"Which one do you think is better?" Mo Zhuyou hesitated a bit. "The cheongsam...won't it be a bit cold? But that winter outfit seems a bit too warm."

"Why not just not wear a sweater?"

"That's true..."

"You should wear a cheongsam instead, and you can wear white leggings underneath."

"Hmm—that one seems to match too. What color do you want, sister?"

You choose first.

"Then I want the pink and white one!"

"Okay." Mo Xiaoxiao leaned closer to her sister, their bodies pressed tightly together. "Let's just take it to school tomorrow, so it'll be easier to change clothes."