The people waiting at the station, Carambola Creek didn't know, but she didn't need to know either.

The people just came to deliver the car, determined Xia Zecheng's identity, handed over the car keys and a file bag, and left.

Xia Zecheng threw the car keys to Zhou Qing.

Toyoroku carried the salute into the car and automatically sat in the passenger seat.

He now knows very well that when his eldest and sister-in-law are together, they will never sit separately.

He is a big man and squeezes behind, and he is not as comfortable as the front.

So, Xia Zecheng sat behind with Carambola Creek and Rong Jiu'er.

Rong Jiu'er is now very accustomed to this pair of show affection, and after getting in the car, she consciously leaned against the window to look outside.

Of course, in the car, Carambola Creek and Xia Zecheng couldn't do anything out of the ordinary, at most they held hands all the way.

After Xia Zecheng knew about Carambola's wishes, he asked people to buy two sets of houses with opposite doors near the Wuyuan Academy of Fine Arts, both of which were configured with three bedrooms and two living rooms, with all the furniture, and they could move in directly.

This is also due to the fact that there are differences between men and women.

There are two suites, Carambola Creek can be one with Rong Jiu'er, and Zhou Qing and Feng Liu live opposite.

Although the house is fully furnished, compared with later generations, the decoration is still simpler, and the things arranged are too simple and plain.

Carambola Creek turned around, and she always felt that something was missing, but she had no plans for major renovations.

The reason why she came here to study is that she majored in photography, and what she liked was that she could run around, so there was no need to spend more money and effort to decorate a place that might not necessarily be a fixed place to live.

At most, add something as you get used to.

"Look, what's missing?" Xia Zecheng took Carambola Creek to the master bedroom.

Rong Jiu'er chose the guest room farthest from the master bedroom with great interest.

There was also a guest room next to the master bedroom, which certainly didn't belong to hers.

"There's nothing missing, and we'll add it when we find it. Carambola Xi looked at the thin quilt and mat on the bed that still smelled of sunlight, and then looked at the window that was not stained with a trace of dust, and the heavy curtains of that blue sky, and smiled, "The person you invited is very caring." ”

"It was arranged by Uncle Thirteen, and there are also people here, so I will ask Zhou Qing to take you to get familiar with it when the time comes. ”

Xia Zecheng hugged Carambola Creek from behind, dropped a kiss on her eyes, and let go of his hand again.

"I first liked this house because there are washrooms in the master bedroom and outside, you wash first, and then rest for a while, and I will arrange dinner. ”

"Good. Carambola Xi nodded, waited for Xia Zecheng to go out, and then opened his box, hung out all the clothes inside, sorted them out, and took the clothes and toiletries into the bathroom.

Today's washrooms do not have the luxury of commercial houses in later generations.

In this bathroom, in addition to a washbasin, a squatting pit, there is also a shower head.

The squatting pit and the shower are separated by glass doors, which looks pretty good.

At least in this era, such a house is already very tall.

Carambola Creek was not picky at all, took a hot bath comfortably, and the fatigue of the long-distance car ride was mostly gone.

After getting dressed, she washed the dirty laundry.

"Knock knock~"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Carambola Creek hurriedly went out to open the door.

"Peachbrook, what you want has arrived. Rong Jiu'er also changed her clothes, her hair was still wet, she was holding a bag in her hand, and when she saw the door open, she handed it over, "Uncle Thirteen knew our itinerary and sent it here." ”

Carambola Xi was stunned for a moment, took the bag, and had a guess in her heart.

She only asked Uncle Xia Thirteen to do one thing, wouldn't it be the result?

Thinking of his previous suspicions, and looking at the bag in his hand again, Carambola's heart accelerated inexplicably.