The last lock can be opened."
Su Qingyu wanted to continue asking, but Mr. Zhuang was like a computer that had been shut down and then restarted, forgetting everything that had just happened and becoming an ordinary uncle next door.
He stood up and greeted Su Qingyu enthusiastically as if he was meeting her for the first time: "Xiaoyu, you are here. Xiaodie is sick and can't come out to play with you. She is in the bedroom. Do you want to go in and see her?"
Su Qingyu could only swallow back the words she hadn't said. She observed the expression on Zhuang's father's face. It was red-level weird. Even if he wanted to disguise it, she couldn't do it.
"Uncle, no need. A sick person cannot be disturbed. Let Xiaodie have a good rest."
"It's time to take medicine again. I'll go make medicine for my daughter." Mr. Zhuang glanced at the clock on the wall and left the study.
Su Qingyu compared the time on the wall clock with the time on his watch and found that the time was correct.
It's a bit magical.
Because the time in the Venus Group can only be calculated using the hourglass on the computer, hanging clocks like this are basically in a disordered state.
She thought there was no correct clock in the entire replica.
Mr. Zhuang first poured a cup of hot water, and then added the red potion into the hot water.
[Daystar Group] House Rules (Part 1) Article 6.
[The neighbor needs to prepare medicine for his sick daughter. If you see the neighbor's wife preparing a red potion, please do not stop her.
If the neighbor's male host prepares a blue potion, please observe his eyes. If his eyes turn black, please say goodbye and go home immediately.]
The rules don't specify how the male host should brew the red potion.
Su Qingyu pretended to run to the living room to pour water, and then knocked the cup of red potion to the ground, and the scalding hot water poured on her. She looked up at Zhuang's father's eyes and saw that it was normal, so she felt relieved and apologized repeatedly: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Mr. Zhuang stared at Su Qingyu in silence for a while.
Su Qingyu looked into his eyes nervously.
If his eyes turn black, Su Qingyu needs to take immediate action.
As a result, Mr. Zhuang silently took out a new red potion.
Su Qingyu raised her hand to stop him: "Uncle, your clothes are wet, go change them quickly."
In the kitchen, Zhuang Nanke was cutting vegetables. She heard the sound of glass breaking and ran out. Seeing the mess on the floor, she blamed Uncle Zhuang: "You are already old, why are you still so clumsy?"
Su Qingyu immediately explained: "Auntie, you misunderstood uncle. This is my fault. I was clumsy and knocked the cup to the ground."
Zhuang Nanke said "Oh", and his tone changed 180 degrees: "It's you, it's not your fault, isn't it normal for children to be naughty? It's your uncle's fault for not getting out of the way."
Mr. Zhuang complained, "I don't have eyes, so I can't see."
Su Qingyu complained in his heart, there was clearly a big eye on his belly.
"Xiao Yu is right. Go change your clothes quickly. I'll help my daughter make the medicine." Zhuang Nanke pushed Zhuang's father's shoulder and asked him to go back to his room to change his clothes.
Mr. Zhuang went back to his room.
Zhuang Nanke reached out to take the potion.