Chapter 371: Gift Giving
She felt that if she did it this way, she would really be working herself to death, using ten times as much time as others, she felt that only then she would be fully prepared without worries.
After two days of exams, her head was spinning. As she walked out of the exam room, she took a deep breath of the fresh air outside, and immediately felt her whole body relax. That’s great, the exams were finally over, she was liberated and could do whatever she liked now, although, she only had a short holiday. High school seniors started school earlier than others, with intense studies and more time invested, but no matter what, they still needed to celebrate the Lunar New Year.
Back at home, Qin Xiangnuan finally could set aside her textbooks for a moment. Having just finished her exams, it was time to let her eyes and brain rest to avoid turning into a real bookworm.
She needed to speed up writing some Spring Festival couplets, as she didn’t need to take care of household chores. With Qin Xiangyang around, helping Granny Lu sell scallion pancakes, and also going to the greenhouse, he had taken over all the household responsibilities. There was no need for Qin Xiangnuan to worry; he and Granny Lu had already neatly organized everything at home.
With a clack, Qin Xiangnuan finally opened the door of that vacant room, meaning that at last, the bags made half a year ago were aired out and could finally be put to use.
As soon as the door opened, she was confronted with a cloud of dust and quickly stepped back out, waiting a while before entering again. No wonder there was so much dust, with the windows closed and no air circulation. She walked over, opened all the windows to let some air in; there was no need to keep it locked anymore since the space was going to be used.
She peeled off the plastic covers on top, picked up a bag, dusted it off and found it quite clean, actually not too dusty. She carried out a pile of bags, and later would carefully wipe them down in case they had gathered some more dust.
By the time Qin Xiangyang returned home, Chun Xiangnuan had already organized quite a few bags, close to a hundred.
"Brother, these are for you," Qin Xiangnuan gestured towards the red bags on the stone table.