Chapter 209: A Frightened Bird

The next day at noon, Chen Yi followed Ma Li to the department store. They had made an appointment yesterday and they were going there today.

It just so happened that she also needed to buy some things, but when she got there, she forgot what she wanted to buy...

"What's wrong?" Ma Li asked when she saw that she looked distressed.

Hearing this, Chen Yi smiled bitterly and said, "Just now I was thinking about what to buy, but now I can't remember it, I have forgotten it..."

She hadn't noticed this situation before, but now after being reminded by He Mingcheng, she realized the seriousness of the matter. This is the end!

Ma Li looked at her in surprise and said, "No way? How old are you and you have such a bad memory?"

"Is it because of the pregnancy? This didn't happen to me when I was pregnant, but my brother and sister-in-law did, and they got better after giving birth."

Hearing her words, Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it would be like this for the rest of her life.

Since you've already given birth to the baby, you don't have to worry too much, but you still have to be more careful when you're out there.

She was afraid that she would forget things too easily and get into trouble. After all, she had too many secrets, and it would be terrible if they were discovered.

Fortunately, I will have my vacation in another month, and I will be fine at home then.

He Mingcheng goes to work every day. She can do whatever she wants when he is not at home during the day and goes to bed at night. There is nothing special that needs to be paid attention to.

She didn't think any more about it and looked at the counter opposite, which was full of ready-made clothes.

"How much is one?" Mary asked, pulling a shirt.

This shirt was designed by Chen Yi. It sells quite well. Basically, you can see several people wearing it when you walk on the street.

Nowadays, there is no embarrassment of wearing the same clothes as others. After all, there are only so many styles of clothes, and it is too normal. So when you see someone wearing the same clothes as you, you still think you have good taste.

"Ten dollars a piece, and there are three of them. If you don't buy them, they will be gone." The salesperson kindly reminded.

Because they also get commissions from selling goods, if this counter performs well, they will get higher benefits at the end of the month.

The bigger the city, the less likely people are to be looked down upon. They wish all these people would buy it.

Only in small places where there is no commission and the employees get a fixed salary will they not care about how much they sell.

Upon hearing the price, Ma Li smacked her lips. The internal price in the factory was only seven yuan per piece, but there was only one quota per person, and there could be no fraud.

After all, the profit is three yuan per piece. If some men buy them in large quantities, their factory will not suffer any loss, but it will affect the reputation of the factory.

Ma Li gritted her teeth and paid ten yuan, not because she wanted to support Chen Yi, but because she needed new clothes.

In a few days, her relatives from other places will come over, and she can't be so shabby. After all, she is the director of a factory, and she will be laughed at.

Seeing that she bought a shirt, Chen Yi said, "Next time, look more at the clothes in the factory. They are cheaper there, so don't spend more money."

Because it's really not worth the money, the factory obviously has more favorable offers.

Ma Li nodded. "Okay, my mother-in-law is gone this time. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but now that she's gone, I can be a little freer."

In the past, whenever she bought some clothes or shoes, which she could only do once a year, she would be scolded by her mother-in-law for three to five days.

Not only did he scold her like this at home, he also went out and told the neighbors, saying that she didn't know how to live and was a spendthrift.

If it was anything else, Ma Li would have tolerated it. But is buying clothes and shoes once a year too much? She is the director.

Wearing dirty clothes to work not only brings shame to the factory, but also to yourself.

With two working parents in the family, can they not support an old lady and three children?

Anyway, the trivial matters between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are far more than these, there are many more things.

So on the day her mother-in-law passed away, the heavy weight in her heart was lifted and she felt a lot more relieved.

Hearing this, Chen Yi did not think she was cold-blooded. Although she had never experienced marriage, she clearly remembered that the scumbag's mother in her previous life was the same.

He pointed fingers at her and asked her to help the scumbag pay off the mortgage. When she refused, he became sarcastic every time they met.

This question is unavoidable. After all, she is not your real mother, so how can you be close to her?

If two people treat each other sincerely, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can also get along like mother and daughter.

But if one is joking and the other is sincere, then forget it, they will definitely be fed to the dogs.

"Sister Li, you will be the boss of your own house from now on and can do whatever you want. Women only have a few years to dress up, and who will care about them when they are old?" She comforted him with words from her heart.

Indeed, after getting married, women start to take care of the family, and most women rarely take care of themselves.

What's more, men nowadays are generally chauvinistic. To put it nicely, it's chauvinism, but to put it bluntly, it's selfishness.

I think women should do whatever they want, and if they don’t do anything, they are immature and not good women.

Fortunately, He Mingcheng is not like this, otherwise Chen Yi would not live with him like this.

Before getting married, He Mingcheng behaved very well. He cooked, washed clothes, cleaned the house, and could do everything at home and outside.

Compared to others, he is simply a good man.

It’s the same now. I do everything for her, so basically she doesn’t have to do anything when she gets home.

She doesn't even need to wash the dishes. When she comes home early, she just needs to cook a meal.

The two returned to the factory, and as soon as Chen Yi entered the office, she remembered what she wanted to buy!

"Oh!" She sighed immediately. What's the use of thinking about it now? They had all gone home.

She wanted to buy malted milk before and there was a ticket in her bag. It seems she can only buy it next time.

Everyone in the room was lying down, and Wu Mei, who was usually diligent, was also resting. It was really too hot today, and it was like a fire pot outside.

Chen Yi went out just now and felt her arms burning. This was because she was exposed to the sun, so she had this feeling.

Fortunately, she applied sunscreen spray, otherwise she would have become even darker.

After drinking a glass of lukewarm water, she now particularly missed the iced soda in the space. It’s not that pregnant women can’t drink it, but she can’t drink it now.

When she thought about how bad her memory was, she quickly gave up the idea of drinking soda.

What if someone sees it?

Chen Yi is now like a frightened bird, always afraid that she will be exposed and discovered.

I finally made it home, and Chen Guoqiang appeared again on the way.

You can tell from his angry expression that he must have discovered that the small yellow croaker is gone.

Hehe, when Chen Yi thought of this, he no longer felt tired or hot.

If you want to take something from her, it depends on whether she is willing or not.

Of course, anything in her house belongs to her.

Chen Guoqiang looked at her and asked, "Did you go to the house over there?"

The tone was very bad, almost like he was going to hit someone.

Hearing this, Chen Yi tightened her grip on her bicycle and got ready. If this man dared to attack her, she would push the bicycle over and run away.

Thinking of this, she said, "No!"

The next update is around 11 o'clock. It's procrastination.

(End of this chapter)