Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 391: Chapter 373: Places Where Geniuses Stay Are Always Unexpected

Because of Luo Qianqian’s feat, Ji Xun didn’t hesitate to take his people to their headquarters.

Upon arriving, Luo Qianqian was completely dumbfounded. A mountain village with clear streams and fragrant flowers? And there was someone weeding the garden in front of the courtyard?

Seeing Ji Xun and Feng, the person weeding stood up, ”Is this the kid the fox mentioned?”

”Exactly, a pure troublemaker,” Ji Xun complained with dissatisfaction, pulling over the newcomer, ”The old man’s elegant place has been turned upside down by this little rascal, I’m already psychologically scarred...”

”Is it that serious?” The newcomer looked at Luo Qianqian, who was somewhat reserved, patted Ji Xun’s hand, then stepped forward and extended his hand, ”I’m the manager here, you can call me Uncle Zhuang.”

”Hello, Uncle Zhuang,” Luo Qianqian immediately took his hand politely, then smiled apologetically, ”My name is Luo Qianqian.”

”Lead them in. The fox just came over, I’ll head there after I clean up this patch,” Uncle Zhuang said, gesturing towards the weeds in the field.

Feng nodded his head.

Ji Xun followed unhappily behind the two who were walking ahead, even though he was the real victim.

Luo Qianqian had no intention of looking down on the place, but once she entered the gate, she realized it was truly a typical farmstead, with pigs, sheep, cows, as well as chickens and dogs.

After passing through the second gate of the courtyard, it split into three sections of housing: to the left, right, and straight ahead. Both the left and the right had three rooms, with five locked up, while there were notably more in the front, a total of five rooms. But that’s only eleven rooms? Wasn’t this supposed to be at the company level? Known as the Genius Camp, wasn’t it?

”You’ve arrived,” Hu Si looked at the entering Luo Qianqian without any surprise. After all, if Jin hadn’t purposely caused trouble that day, she would have already been here.

Looking at the luggage beside Hu Si, Luo Qianqian glanced around but didn’t find what she was looking for. She raised her eyebrows slightly, ”Where’s the equipment?”

”What do you need that kind of thing for after coming here?” Hu Si calmly drank tea and, after seeing Luo Qianqian’s incredulous expression, indifferently said, ”It’s locked up at my place. It won’t make an appearance again until you’ve recovered.”

Luo Qianqian’s face fell instantly; she didn’t want to dream of those horrible images.

Soon, Uncle Zhuang, who had been hoeing the field outside, came back, calmly poured himself a cup of tea, sat down, and said to Luo Qianqian, ”This isn’t a place for games, and we won’t be lenient on you just because you’re a child.”

Luo Qianqian nodded as a matter of course, for she knew she didn’t come here for a vacation. She was aware that overcoming those damned nightmares depended on Hu Si, so she didn’t have any inclination to refute this person who was clearly Hu Si’s superior.

Uncle Zhuang was very pleased with her attitude and continued, ”You can’t really do anything to earn money, so you might as well cook to offset the cost of your lodging and meals here.” He said this with a look of triumph, having had enough of Feng’s cooking.

Then, looking at Ji Xun, whose face went as dark as the bottom of a pot, and Feng, who wore a smirk, even Hu Si turned away, each with an uncanny look.

Luo Qianqian carefully took out her phone and showed Uncle Zhuang a photo she had taken at the training camp before coming, Uncle Zhuang looked puzzled, ”What is this that you made? Silkie chicken?”

Ji Xun, at this point, was unjustifiably aggrieved as he sat down next to Uncle Zhuang and complained, ”That’s braised pork and pork sauce. I can’t even tell them apart, my home kitchen has turned into an unbearable disaster scene.” Pointing at another dish of clumsily cut cucumbers and daikon, ”You can’t even tell it’s meat with the uneven sizes; I’d rather eat compressed biscuits than have her cook.”

Luo Qianqian’s face was full of embarrassment. Even though it was true, such an assertion made her feel uncomfortable.

Hu Si, watching from the side, shook his head in amusement. She still knew how to feel ashamed? He spoke slowly, ”Her home kitchen has signs forbidding her and the dog from entering. You asking her to cook? You’re asking for the consequences. This is called the bad old man’s retribution.”

Luo Qianqian became even more embarrassed, not knowing where to put her hands and feet. If there was a crack in the ground, she would’ve wished to slip right in. Anyone would know that it was that scoundrel Luo Yanran who turned this into a joke.

”How would I know to avoid the old man?” Ji Xun was infuriated, he wouldn’t have wasted those fresh ingredients: ”You’d better not cross my path, you rascal.”

As for Hu Si, he clearly knew that whenever they encountered someone, the old man would always bring them home for a meal. Hu Si had deliberately refrained from mentioning it, waiting to see the joke unfold, and Ji Xun obviously saw through this as well.