Secretly in love, the top student male god has bad intentions towards me

Chapter 440: The DNA of the Chinese

In a blink of an eye, Ruya has been living in Northern Europe for a month.

She finally found time to go to a photo store and develop the photos on the memory card of her SLR camera.

Ruya held hundreds of heavy photos in her hands, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Her villa is very big. When she returns home, she will paste these photos in every corner of the villa.

One good thing about living in Northern Europe is that there are flower shops everywhere, and the door of each flower shop is filled with colorful tulips.

After coming here, she would buy a bunch of pink tulips every few days and carefully put them in her vase.

Today was the day for her to buy tulips.

So, with anticipation, Ruya bought a bunch of pink tulips from a flower shop.

Then she went to the nearby vegetable market carrying a paper bag containing photos in her left hand and tulips in her right hand.

It’s not that there is no cafeteria at the Mornington School of Jewelry Arts, but Ruya can’t get used to the food there.

In the morning, there is bread and salad, and at noon, there is potato salad with meat. It may taste good once or twice, but after a long time, Ruya's Chinese stomach really can't take it.

So, after persisting for a week, she completely gave up the cafeteria in Mornington and started to do it herself, so that she could have enough food and clothing.

Ruya likes to go shopping in the Nordic vegetable market. The atmosphere here is very lively. After coming here, Ruya will feel as if she is still in China.

At the market, she particularly likes to see colorful ingredients neatly arranged together.

Take cauliflower for example. In China, she has only seen white and green ones, but in Northern Europe, in addition to these two colors, there are also apricot yellow and purple cauliflower, although the taste is not much different from ordinary cauliflower.

Before coming to Northern Europe, Ruya thought that she would have to eat milk, bread, potatoes and beef every day for the next few years. Unexpectedly, the vegetable markets in Northern Europe were very friendly to her. All the vegetables available in China were available here, and there were even many ingredients she had never seen before.

When asked if there are any regrets about the Nordic vegetable market, Ruya thinks there are. There are almost no green leafy vegetables here. If you want to buy green leafy vegetables, you have to rely on luck.

Ruya was wondering whether she should buy some seeds and grow some vegetables in the yard of her villa.

Thinking of this, she laughed out loud.

I used to often see on the Internet how to distinguish the same house between Chinese and foreigners.

Some people say: Look at the open space outside the house or what is planted in the flowerpots. Those who plant flowers and plants are not necessarily foreigners, but those who plant vegetables are definitely Chinese.

Growing vegetables is ingrained in the DNA of the Chinese people.

When Chinese people see a piece of vacant land, the gene that wants to grow vegetables is awakened.

So, the question is, where can we buy Chinese vegetable seeds?

Moreover, can sensitive goods like seeds be successfully transported from China to faraway Northern Europe?

Ruya sighed, put her wild thoughts back into her mind, and began to carefully select ingredients for lunch.

In just one month, Ruya was able to communicate with the vendors here in the crude local language.

It has to be said that good-looking people are favored everywhere. Even though she has an Asian face which is rarely seen here, it does not prevent her from getting some ingredients given by the vegetable vendors every time she buys vegetables.

For example, today, she got a tomato, a handful of beans, and two eggs for free.

On the way back to the villa, Ruya felt a little annoyed as to why she didn't put the photos and tulips back before going out to buy them.

At the very least, she should have a car, even a bicycle.

Halfway through the journey, Ruya put her things on the ground and moved her hands, which were red from being squeezed by the paper bag.

She looked at the scattered pedestrians on the road and couldn't help but think of the populous country of China.

In China, especially in the world-renowned Magic City, everywhere is filled with all kinds of pedestrians.

She has been here for a month, and except for the Mornington campus, she has rarely seen so many people outside the school.

From the initial busyness to the gradual adaptation now, Ruya's inner loneliness finally began to sprout quietly.

Perhaps before long, this lonely seed will grow into a towering tree...

"Si Yuan?" The unfamiliar Chinese voice clearly expressed disbelief, and if you listened carefully, there was also a hint of surprise.

Ru Ya looked up when she heard the voice and saw Che, whom she had met once in Las Vegas, USA more than a month ago.

Ruya is not someone who can remember people easily, but there is no way she can forget the mixed-race man in front of her.

"Che?"

In the summer of June, the mixed-race man was still wearing the same clothes as the last time they met, except that he was cleaner this time and the wound on his face had disappeared, leaving only faint scars.

"You are leaving Las Vegas, are you going to Northern Europe?" Che saw the flowers and food that Ruya placed on the ground.

This shows that she is not here to travel, but to live here.

Thinking of this, his heart, which had always been cold and calm, began to leap with joy that he himself was not aware of.

"Yes, I want to live here for many years..." Ruya's tone suddenly became low.

Che sensed Ruya's depressed mood. He pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and asked Ruya: "Why are you sitting on the ground? Are you lost?"

Ruya had no aversion to this mixed-race man. Perhaps it was because he helped her get the camera back in Las Vegas, which made her feel that he was not a bad person.

However, at that time she paid the man named Che $40,000.

Also, here, if she hadn't taken the initiative, almost no one would be willing to talk to her as a foreigner, so Che's active concern made Ruya feel a little warm in her heart in a foreign country, "I'm not lost, I just bought a lot of things and I'm tired."

The mixed-race man picked up Ruya's things and said, "Come on, I'll take you back."

Ruya was a little hesitant. After all, she lived alone in the villa.

He had helped her, but human hearts are unpredictable.

Che seemed to see Ruya's concerns, and he explained: "I'm not a bad person."

Ruya was stunned. Was her expression just now so obvious?

Also, bad people never say they are bad people.

Che added, "If you're worried, we can part ways at the intersection where you live."

The magnetic field between people is very subtle. Ruya is cautious, but her sixth sense tells her.

This mixed-race man was full of kindness towards her...