Su Qingyu looked at the edge of the spatula with half a piece of fungus stuck to it, and replied expressionlessly: "I escaped from the [Bai Yi Bai Shun Clothing Store] dungeon, entered Rain Street, and met Ruan Ruan.
Ruan Ruan told me that her parents had a similar experience to mine, so I wanted to visit them.”
As he spoke, Su Qingyu took out a plastic bag and a box of milk from behind him. The plastic bag was filled with snacks that children loved, including French fries, QQ candies, instant noodles, plums, shredded squid, etc.
When visiting someone, you certainly can't come empty-handed.
All these foods were ordered on the Mingbao app.
Su Qingyu tries to choose food that looks normal.
When Ruan Ruan's mother saw these things, her expression was obviously much more relaxed. She whispered, "These things... must have cost a lot of money, right?"
At this time, Ruan Ruan's father had walked out of the room. His hair was messy and a little curly, he wore black-framed glasses, a big shirt that didn't fit him well, and he was wearing slippers, looking a little sloppy.
"Wife, what's going on?"
Ruan Ruan's mother said without even turning her head: "A guest is coming."
Although her expression eased a little, her eyes never left Su Qingyu.
The footsteps quickened, and Ruan Ruan's father walked to the door. Seeing Su Qingyu, he looked her up and down, and said seriously, "Is she a surviving trialist?"
Su Qingyu nodded.
Ruan Ruan's father said, "The way out is the black alley on the street. You can leave from there."
"Aren't you going to invite me in to sit down?" Su Qingyu lifted the thing in his hand, "It's very heavy."
Seeing the full of snacks in the plastic bag in Su Qingyu's hand, Ruan Ruan's father was a little shaken. He looked at his wife, and when he saw his wife nod, he said, "Then come in.
Don't expect us to tell you too much.
There are many things we don’t know.”
Walking into the room, Su Qingyu could feel the moisture in the room. The white paint on the wall was mottled with mold due to the moisture. There was a dark carpet on the floor, and stepping on it felt like walking on wet grass.
Putting the gifts on the ground, Su Qingyu went to the toilet to meet his physiological needs.
After finishing, I washed my hands and walked out.
The air in the room was filled with a stale, musty smell. Su Qingyu couldn't help but wrinkle her nose. If one lived in such a place for a long time, one would easily suffer from rheumatism, bone pain and arthritis.
"Please sit down. The room is simple." Ruan Ruan's father sat on the wooden sofa with mold on the surface.
Ruan Ruan's mother returned to the kitchen and continued to work.
The glass on the balcony windows was covered with moisture and blurry, making it impossible to see the view outside.
The windowsill is full of rainwater and needs to be cleaned regularly. The wet curtains will hang there without moving even if blown by the wind.
Ruan Ruan's father's knee joints were a little swollen, and he said tiredly: "I know you are here to gather information, and I have nothing to hide.
You guessed it right, I, like the child’s mother, was once a trial-taker.
My name is Ruan Zidie and the child’s mother is Luo Yi.
My previous copy was [Nightmare Apartment], and my mother’s previous copy was [Back Garden of Bacchus].