"There's a pile of clothes in the room that need to be washed. I need to wear them when I see your sister-in-law the day after tomorrow!"
Looking at the pants thrown at his feet, Qian Jinyu smiled.
She stretched her wrists and looked at the two babies, who were more than 500 months old in total, with a smile in her eyes.
He walked to the two people's house and opened their door.
Then he walked back to the two of them, stretched his ankles, smiled at them, and bowed to them.
She really wanted to endure it, but she had never been bullied before.
"I'm sorry, cousins, I'm narrow-minded."
After saying that, he stood up, smiled faintly, raised his foot, and kicked them one by one.
Kicked two confused people into the house!
Qian Dajiang, who had just walked out, was stunned.
What did he just see?
He turned around and walked back. Zhao was curious to see him coming back.
"Why are you back?"
Qian Dajiang paused and shook his head.
"fine!"
After saying that, he continued to walk out.
In the room of the two brothers Qian Jindou and Qian Jinluo, Qian Jinyu went in and closed the door.
He beat up the two of them.
In her previous life, she was the only one who ran her family's martial arts gym. When it came to dealing with disobedient people, she knew best how to hit them where it hurt.
It also prevents bruises from forming on your body.
If you don’t believe me, try pinching your armpits.
"Qian Jinyu, you are crazy,"
“Crack!”
Remove your jaw.
"ah!"
“Bang!”
Just as the two were about to shout, Qian Jinyu hit them on the back of the head with a big slap.
"ah!"
“Bang!”
The two people whose jaws were broken could only scream as they were beaten.
"Let me do your laundry?
Are your hands disabled or your brain wrapped?
You can’t wash your own clothes!
Why don’t you let your own sister wash it?
I tell you, I got the marriage certificate today, and I will get married and move out tomorrow, so I won’t take care of you anymore.
Two half-disabled people, they used to let me wash them, now they have a wife, let her wash them, right?
What? Are you the emperor?
Let you give me feudal ideas!"
Let you give me male chauvinism!
So you don’t know how to save money to buy a house!
Let you bully me!
Let you be lazy and eat more!
Let you have no ambition!
Let me bully you!"
Qian Jinyu stretched his muscles and felt much more relaxed.
Cool!
She kicked each of the two people she knocked unconscious, knocking them unconscious.
Qian Jindou and Qian Jinluo were already in tears. God knows what they had been through?
They wanted to speak but couldn't because their jaws were still pressed down.
Saliva, snot and tears were all flowing out, which made Qian Jinyu feel sick.
He grabbed their clothes and threw them both onto the kang.
It was late in the afternoon and she was so tired that she was sweating all over.
The two brothers lay on the kang, their bodies aching from being ravaged, and they didn't want to move at all.
There was no light in his eyes at all.
Qian Jinyu returned to the yard, picked up the trousers of both men with a bamboo pole and threw them back into their house.
These two people must have gone to buy pants, put them on directly, and brought back their old pants.
After doing all this, she also thoughtfully helped them close the door.
She returned to her own room and looked inside her original body's room.
It is also a kang, separated by a curtain in the middle.
She has read quite a few novels, and generally, time travel has a guaranteed basis, space being the most common, or system.
Although the heroine in the book she read didn't have a golden finger, she came here to save someone after all. It would be unreasonable not to give her a golden finger, right?
"System, bind the system!"
There was no response for a long while, so there probably was no system.
That space?
She didn't have a jade pendant on her body, but she did have a red string on her left hand.
Qian Jinyu bit her right thumb and pressed it against the red rope.
"Suck it for me, the space opens!"
And then... nothing happened. The red rope was still the same red rope, just stained with blood and had no intention of opening the space.
Bang! The happiness is gone!
Goldfinger, there is no Goldfinger.
Space, there is no space.
System, system no.
Bringing her own skills here, is this considered a golden finger?
Although the general environment is like this, I have never seen such perfunctory treatment.
Are administrative departments like the Time Travel Bureau so poor that they can’t even mend their torn pants?
It’s impossible to wear it back. I just got the marriage certificate and haven’t enjoyed my eight-pack abs yet!
She found a fiberglass bag and started packing things in it.
The clothes were all patched, although the patches were done very cleverly.
The original owner is very skillful and can use thick thread to patch the broken parts with flowers and plants, which looks beautiful and keeps warm.
But my cousin always wears the smaller size, which is boring.
Throw the fiberglass bag aside.
She looked carefully, but there was not a single new piece of clothing!
Three years new, three years old, and another three years of mending.
That's nine years, and she didn't have to buy any clothes for two nine years.
Her cousin was two years older than her. When she was a child, she would wear things that her cousin couldn't wear.
It was even more outrageous when she grew up. She would give what her aunt didn't want to her mother, and what her mother didn't want to her.
Also, my eldest cousin had new clothes, so I gave her the old clothes I didn’t want anymore.
So she has so many clothes to wear, she can never wear them all!
Her younger brother Qian Jinman could even pick up the things from his two cousins and the other three men in the family.
So there are still endless clothes to wear.
If you tell this to others, people will be envious.
It’s so great to be a child. You never have to buy clothes and you always have more than enough to wear.
Then what else is she pretending to be?
What else could she take away if not clothes?
I looked around the room, but there was nothing there, not even a bottle of cold cream.
Even if there is, it belongs to my cousin. She will occasionally wipe it off when she is in a good mood.
(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻。
(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻。
(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻。
Important tables are turned over three times.
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