"This is great. Then we won't have to bother carrying a basket as a disguise anymore. We can access it anytime," Gu Chaobei and his wife said joyfully.
As they spoke, Gu Qingcheng had already spent 2,000 points to bind her storage cabinet to her parents. The system, confirming they were direct blood relatives and had sufficient points, activated the shared storage cabinet function. Gu Qingcheng asked her parents to try it and see if they could use it.
Finally, the couple experienced the magical function of the storage cabinet that Gu Qingcheng had described. They could sense all the stored supplies and, with a mere thought, retrieve whatever they desired. The couple was ecstatic and spent a long time playing a game of taking things out and putting them back.
Mi Guo slept soundly until dawn. When he woke up, he only remembered that he had wanted to drink osmanthus wine last night. His sister had forbidden him, but he couldn't resist the temptation and drank two cups, after which he suddenly fell asleep. Mi Guo blamed himself for not listening to his sister. He had promised to be obedient, yet last night he hadn't been. He quickly got out of bed, put on his shoes, and walked towards the door, intending to apologize to Gu Qingcheng.
As he opened the door, a blast of frigid air hit him. Mi Guo realized that while the room was warm like spring, the outside was not. It had gotten colder again. He quickly closed the door and put on the padded jacket and pants Gu Qingcheng had given him. When he went outside again, he saw snowflakes beginning to fall. It was only a few months into the year, and it was already snowing? No matter how little knowledge Mi Guo possessed, he knew this was abnormal weather. Fortunately, his "immortal sister" had the ability to transform this place into a warm and spring-like immortal dwelling. Mi Guo thought this, and his nose, cold from the weather, couldn't help but let out a loud sneeze.
"Haha, you're up?" Gu Qingcheng heard the sound, pushed the door open with a smile, and asked with concern, "How did you feel after getting drunk?"
"Drunk? Was that feeling last night what being drunk is like?" Mi Guo quickly shook his head and said, "Sister, being drunk is too terrifying. One moment you know everything, and the next you don't. I shouldn't have disobeyed you. I promise I won't drink too much anymore."
"It's okay. Drinking a little is normal; it helps regulate your emotions. But you really shouldn't drink too much." Gu Qingcheng remembered her own embarrassing drunken experience when she first tried wine. Alas, it was good she had transmigrated; otherwise, facing her classmates who had witnessed that scene would have been incredibly awkward.
Mi Guo apologized solemnly, "Sister, I said I would listen to you, but last night I didn't. I'll never do it again." Mi Guo's eyes welled up with tears. He was still just a child. While other children his age were freely indulging themselves, he had already learned to reflect on his actions. Gu Qingcheng: ... Actually, things weren't that serious. Brother, you don't need to be afraid! Alas, raising a child is indeed a skill. In the world, becoming a parent doesn't require a license or any formal education, but Gu Qingcheng suddenly felt immense pressure. She had made a child cry.
"Mi Guo, don't be so cautious. You are a part of our family. You don't need to be so timid, be like me. Just act as I do. As for listening or not, it's irrelevant. Some detours need to be taken personally to be remembered deeply. Others' experiences can't replace your own lessons learned, so we allow you to make small mistakes. Of course, you can't make big ones. Don't rush. We'll be living together for a long time, and you'll gradually integrate into our family." Gu Qingcheng tried her best to express her thoughts clearly.
Mi Guo broke into a smile through his tears and asked, "Sister, then you forgive me?" Ah, this was what Mi Guo wanted; he wanted to seek forgiveness.
"Mhmm, I forgive you," Gu Qingcheng nodded solemnly.
"Thank you, Sister," Mi Guo finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked with concern, "Sister, why are you all sweaty?" Gu Qingcheng's face was flushed, her cheeks rosy, and a slight sweat beaded on her forehead, which seemed incongruous with the cold weather. Gu Qingcheng didn't answer directly. Instead, she said, "Come, I'll show you a place!"
The two front rooms on the upper level of the Gu family's residence were Gu Qingcheng's and her parents' bedrooms. The two rooms on the right side of the lower level were a dining room and a room intended to be converted into Mi Guo's bedroom. The two rooms on the left side of the lower level were used to store coal, and one of them had always been locked, which Mi Guo dared not open himself.
Unexpectedly, Gu Qingcheng led him to this mysterious room. After pushing the door open, Mi Guo was stunned. What were all these strange objects inside? They looked like they were made of iron, emitting a cold yet noble gleam. Mi Guo, of course, didn't know that these objects were far more advanced than he imagined; they were made of steel, a material he knew nothing about at his current level of understanding.
"Sister, what are these?" Gu Qingcheng grinned mischievously. Seeing her expression, Mi Guo shivered inexplicably.
"Brother, this is our home gym, and these are exercise equipment. You'll be 'abused' here from now on!" Mi Guo was astonished! Abused? Would she hang him from these objects? The tall, imposing fitness equipment was mistaken by Mi Guo as tools for "hanging and beating." This was also the fault of Gu Qingcheng using the word "abuse." "Abdominal" workouts, "leg" workouts... Those who exercise regularly understand that "abuse" represents self-discipline and self-motivation. But to Mi Guo, "abuse" meant hitting and tormenting. Fine, his life had been saved by his sister's family; if his sister wanted to "abuse" him, he would close his eyes and endure the pain.
"Sister, how will you 'abuse' me? Will you hang me here, or there?" Mi Guo asked timidly.
Gu Qingcheng exclaimed, "Wow!" Mi Guo was doing well; he showed initiative in exercising. So, Gu Qingcheng pointed to a pull-up bar and said, "Try it? Do ten pull-ups for me?" Mi Guo realized that "abuse" had once again turned into "pull-ups." Fine, he would obediently listen. Mi Guo walked to the pull-up bar, grabbed the bar with both hands, and hung himself. Then, closing his eyes, he resolutely said, "Sister, I won't cry, no matter how much you hit or whip me."
"Huh? This?" Gu Qingcheng was bewildered. Ten minutes later, after hearing Mi Guo's understanding of "abuse," Gu Qingcheng burst into laughter. She vowed never to casually use modern language with Mi Guo again. Otherwise, if she ever said "flop," Mi Guo might just find a street to flop on. After Gu Qingcheng clarified to Mi Guo that "abuse" meant rigorous physical training, Mi Guo finally relaxed.
"Sister, the immortal dwelling is indeed extraordinary. I've never heard of or seen these exercise machines before." Gu Qingcheng laughed heartily. Some things were hard to explain, and if Mi Guo could interpret them in his own way, she'd let it be. "I told you before that if you're with us, you have to endure hardship. This is 'hardship.' Go wash your face and drink some honey water first. I'll teach you what it means to endure hardship."