She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 961 - 840: Super Star 14 (6000) (Part 2)
Doudou thought for a moment and really nodded at Hua Yan. Seeing its little expression, Hua Yan knew that it refused to eat dog food and also refused to mooch food at other people’s homes. What else could she do? She could only work a bit harder to buy food and bring it back for it. Since school ended at 9, it would be almost ten by the time she got home, where would she find time to cook?
School started with running at six, with early reading from 6:30 to 7:30, then half an hour for breakfast, followed by official classes.
Noon breaks were two hours long. Even though she had a meal card, she didn’t know how the food at school was. If it was bad, she’d probably have to eat outside, or perhaps cook in her space.
Taking advantage of the free time she had now, she placed a large pot at home, and stewed a big batch with the pork stored in the fridge along with tofu skin, tofu, and boiled eggs. She also went and bought a lot of stuffed cakes to freeze in the fridge, to heat them up when eating. Previously, she had looked down on frozen food, but now she stored some appropriately.
Perhaps it was to let them get used to running in advance, so the military training time was also set to start at six, as the students living in school and those who commuted were about evenly split.
The school had lockers, and Hua Yan prepared personal hygiene supplies. She came this summer, and Aunt Zhao Yun had already asked her about this issue and specially taught her.
Although she knew everything, she had to match her age, so she wasn’t in a hurry when she arrived and first called Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun gently and meticulously taught her again, and at night she came back with a big pack of hygiene products for her, even thoughtfully buying her some changeable physiological underwear, teaching her not to wash bloodstains with hot water but with cold water, menstrual hygiene, and other matters, explaining everything in detail.
More than just caring a hundredfold for her, she also mentioned that in middle school, as long as time allowed, she and Uncle Ning would come to pick her up after school at night.
Hua Yan simmered a pot of meat, eggs, tofu, and kelp for three hours, the aroma lingering throughout the room, lasting long.
That night, both she and Doudou ate stuffed cakes with slices of meat. The cake was spread with sweet bean sauce, sprinkled with cumin and chili. Wow, that taste, eating two wasn’t enough.
Even Doudou seemed to really like this way of eating. She bought a lot of stuffed cakes, a whole big bag, several dozen, queued for a long time to buy them, one yuan each, big and substantial, bought thirty yuan’s worth, she wanted to buy fifty yuan’s worth, but they didn’t have that many, so she could only get a phone number for pre-order.
When eating, put them in a frying pan with oil, fry until both sides are golden, slice them open with a knife, spread sauce, and put in slices of meat.
In mid to late August, it was still a bit hot in the evenings, but with the windows of both bedrooms open, the cross breeze made it less stuffy.
Sleeping with the air conditioner on was uncomfortable, so Hua Yan didn’t turn it on again. Doudou chose the balcony, a comfortable spot, especially right after a bath.
It wasn’t clear whether it was the heat, but now it no longer resisted Hua Yan giving it a bath. Every night when Hua Yan went to bathe, it would meekly follow. Hua Yan would shower it first with the showerhead, as its long fur would always splash around. She would wash it first, then wrap it in its towel, letting it lie at the bathroom door until her bath was done, and then dry its fur.
The whole summer passed more or less like this, only on weekends, she would take it for some grooming, beautifying, and nail trimming.
Due to time constraints, she couldn’t manage tasks during study time, so after transforming and entering the space she could do nothing. So, after a clean-up, she would go back to the room to sleep.
On the morning of August 21st, she got up at 5, washed her face and brushed her teeth, reheated stuffed pancakes with meat, ate one herself, left three for Doudou, placing them in its bowl, then biked to school. Yesterday afternoon, she had already placed her daily items in her locker, so today she didn’t need to bring anything.
Though it was only a bit past five, the sky was already bright, and diligent people were active, the entire Beijing coming to life. In another hour, traffic would start to jam. Hua Yan biked quickly to school, fetched water from her locker, and headed to the field.
The week-long military training would officially start at 6.
Little did she know that after she left the school, Doudou, fed and watered, once again ran away from home.
When Hua Yan returned in the evening, she found the dog missing, first bewildered, then puzzled, as she increasingly felt she might have picked up an extraordinary dog. If it hadn’t transformed in front of her, she would have suspected it might be related to a demon family. Whose lost dog ever gets found?
