"Not bad, not bad. Next time you're in the capital, if your hot pot restaurant is open, I must try the super spicy flavor!"
Qiao Guangyuan said, seemingly already anticipating the fiery sensation.
"Then it's settled!" Su Xiaotian smiled.
Qiao Guangyuan looked at the girl smiling so brightly and suddenly felt a pang of envy for Su Wirang.
Heaven owed him a sister, a sister like Su Xiaotian!
The group of young men, after eating hot pot, continued with Grandma Su's braised pork bones, stewed beef, and other dishes.
The meal only concluded when everyone's stomachs were bulging.
After everyone had eaten their fill, Qiao Guangyuan patted his stomach and said gleefully, "Last time I only ate a little bit of meat, today I've finally made up for it!"
Su Wirang didn't quite understand the meaning of his words at first, but then he remembered that the meat he had brought to school last time had only left a tiny portion for the company commander to have a taste.
He still remembered the company commander's unsatisfied look after finishing it, clearly displeased!
Today's expression was just right, one of complete satisfaction.
This meal had finally compensated the company commander, otherwise, the company commander might have grumbled for years, perhaps even until their graduation.
After lunch, the girls put down their chopsticks and were about to clear the table.
But these soldier boys were all very proactive in helping, and they divided the tasks among themselves, so the girls didn't have to worry about anything.
"Don't bother yourselves with this, you have delicate skin. Leave these rough jobs to us!"
"You've already helped prepare the meal, leave the washing of pots and bowls to us!"
"Don't worry, we know how to work, and we guarantee we won't break any bowls or plates!"
The chatter from everyone left the girls feeling a bit flustered.
Su Xiaotian smiled heartily and said, "Then we'll go to my room to rest for a bit."
With that, she led her classmates to her bedroom.
Zhao Hongmei and the others felt a little embarrassed watching the soldier boys clean up the mess.
"Xiaotian, how can we let a group of men clean the kitchen?" Li Jianhong was the most embarrassed.
At home, men were only responsible for eating; washing dishes and the like were always done by women.
"It's fine, let them do it. My brothers also do these things at home!" Su Xiaotian was unconcerned.
In fact, she did these chores the least at home.
There was no way around it; as a rare granddaughter, her grandparents doted on her.
Occasional indulgence was a must!
Qian Xiaobei also had similar thoughts, but she had always been timid and didn't dare to speak her mind.
Although she wanted to say that they should be the ones washing the pots and bowls, since Xiaotian, the hostess, had already retreated, she felt it was improper to stay and help.
Su Xiaotian's bedroom was an attached room, very spacious. The bed and the bookshelf against the wall were all in an antique style.
The entire room looked harmonious and incredibly elegant.
As for this furniture, Su Xiaotian had stumbled upon it at a flea market. She hadn't spent much money then, but the wood was genuine huanghuali.
In a few decades, it would definitely be valuable.
Although Grandma Su wasn't a refined person, Su Xiaotian also had another grandmother, Yu Ruiyuan.
Yu Ruiyuan poured all her love into Su Xiaotian, and this bedroom was also meticulously decorated by Yu Ruiyuan, bit by bit.
All the soft furnishings perfectly matched the furniture in the room, making the already high-class room even more refined and elegant, resembling the boudoir of a noble young lady from ancient times.
Such thoughtful decoration made her classmates incredibly envious.
They had never known that life could be lived with such exquisite detail.
Even the girls from the city shared rooms with their sisters, making such a bedroom impossible.
"Xiaotian, compared to you, I feel like a rough fellow!" Zhao Hongmei said sincerely after looking around the room.
Her family's housing was quite spacious. Originally, she shared a room with her sister, but after her sister got married, she lived alone. However, at best, the room was simply elegant.
Compared to Su Xiaotian's room, the quality difference was too great.
Even though she didn't understand furniture or wood, she instinctively felt that this furniture was not ordinary.
Hearing Zhao Hongmei call herself a rough fellow, the three girls from the countryside recalled their past lives and instantly felt that they were perhaps even less than rough fellows.
No wonder Xiaotian's bunk in the dormitory was also so elegantly arranged; it turned out she had always lived such a refined life.
This refinement must be etched into her bones.
Su Xiaotian picked up the teapot on the table and poured water for her classmates, inviting them to sit down and drink.
"It's easy to get thirsty after eating hot pot, let's have some water and rest. If you're tired, you can rest on my bed. If you're not tired, you can read to pass the time."
Although Su Xiaotian had offered them to rest on her bed, the girls were not impolite.
Therefore, they all said they weren't tired and asked if they could borrow some of the many books in Su Xiaotian's home.
In an era where reading relied heavily on borrowing, Su Xiaotian was not stingy about lending books to others. However, she was genuinely worried that her classmates might have trouble understanding her books.
As expected, a moment later, Zhao Hongmei spoke with a furrowed brow.
"Xiaotian, do you read all these books yourself?"
"Yes, I've read all these books!"
Su Xiaotian had indeed read the entire bookshelf, which included large volumes of foreign literature and professional books in foreign languages.
Even if they weren't in foreign languages, most of them were highly specialized books, covering fields such as electronics, agriculture, and economics.
For girls studying Chinese language and literature, these books were indeed too advanced.
"Xiaotian, why are you studying Chinese language and literature?" Zhao Hongmei asked directly.
Why would someone who reads foreign books study Chinese language and literature?
Was it because she felt she had learned foreign languages to the point of no longer needing to study them?
"When I was filling out my major, I really didn't know what to choose, so I just randomly picked Chinese language and literature," Su Xiaotian said with a slight smile.
This was indeed the truth, but the other girls heard it and felt one thing.
This girl was really impossible to chat with!
The books on this bookshelf were in at least three or four foreign languages. If Xiaotian had read them all, it at least indicated that she knew three or four foreign languages.
And such a talent had randomly chosen Chinese language and literature.
Would the professors who taught foreign languages shed tears upon hearing this?
Seeing her classmates' strange looks, Su Xiaotian realized that her words were indeed too much of a humblebrag.
She would have no friends like this.
She quickly tried to find another topic!
"This section is all literature books. See if there's anything you like."