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038 2070 world home

The rapid voice of "Didi" ended.

Midou opened his eyes and saw a plate of blooming daisies in front of him. He almost touched the tip of his nose and could even smell the faint fragrance of flowers.

This leisurely and elegant yellow looks very comfortable.

This attracted Midou's attention. He stared at him for a long time. Sure enough, no matter which world he was in, his mother's love for flowers had not changed.

However, in the home on Earth, my mother never planted flowers, she only bought flowers for flower shops.

But the pot of flowers in front of you are planted in the flower pot.

Midou noticed this difference.

At this time, my parents had already let go of the hand that the family held together. They stood up and prepared to do their own things.

It seems that my parents are very accustomed to this. Only after experiencing this scene countless times can they feel this way.

This is a very daily feeling.

After looking around, Mi Dou found herself in a brand new environment. The room was not big and very clean, but the decoration was extremely simple. Apart from the necessary items, she saw almost nothing unnecessary.

The style of the furnishings and the texture of the furniture look particularly high-end, but it is too cold and does not have a trace of fireworks.

Obviously, this is the home in the 2070 world I returned after leaving the Experience House.

Midou's eyes returned to the pot of flowers in front of him. This was the only object that seemed a little alive in the room, and it looked more and more precious.

The flower pot is placed in the center of the round table. It looks like the family is sitting here and entering the experience house hand in hand and returning from the experience house.

In other words, this scene is the entrance and exit of the experience house for a family.

Because of the existence of this pot of flowers, this scene looks particularly ritual.

Paying attention to the small details of life with a sense of ritual is also a daily habit of parents, and Midou is not unfamiliar with this.

Midou tentatively reached out her hand, went to find the position where she held hands with her parents just now, and relived the feeling just now.

He closed his eyes and was thinking about a question. Could it be that they just sat there and waited for a day? Or were they immersed in the world of the experience house? If they immersed in the world of the experience house, then is it a displacement in the game?

It's really puzzling.

"Mi Dou, eat a biscuit first. Mom goes to get some points first, and we will have dinner later." Mom said, handing a plate of biscuits to Mi Dou.

The cookie looks very strange, both like a combing cookie and a cookie cookie. Anyway, it looks like Midou has never seen it before.

"Okay." It turned out that there were cookies to eat. Midou was very happy. He was about to reach out and pinch up a piece.

Mom patted Midou's back with her hand and said, "Have you washed your hands?"

Midou's cognitive synchronization is being updated, and he has a comprehensive understanding of all functional areas in the home. He hurried to the "sanitary table" and pressed off the disposable disinfectant.

The so-called "sanitary table" is a hidden partition installed in the wall at the entrance of the door. With a press of the partition, the partition pops out, and there is a bottle of no-wash disinfectant inside, which is press-type.

After washing his hands, Midou sat back to the table and prepared to eat biscuits.

After taking a bite, this biscuit has a unique taste. I have never eaten this biscuit. It tastes good and is very delicate, and it is sweet. It is a bit close to the "white lover" biscuits I have eaten on earth. The difference is that its raw materials should be a mixed ingredient, not just flour, yeast, etc.

Eat two pieces of rice beans in one go.

At this moment, the access control monitor in the entrance hall lit up, and a guest came with the doorbell’s prompt sound!
Chapter completed!
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