In the time it took for the two of them to chat and joke, two short days flew by, and when they came to their senses, it was already a week before the Chinese New Year.
Today is the day Zhao Mei and Qiu Jiahe return to China, and both of them are packing their luggage in the master bedroom.
Originally, Joseph offered to help clean up, but even Qiu Jiahe had never been served to this extent, and it was really difficult for him to accept someone else sorting out his personal belongings.
In the end, this was the scene: more than 30 pieces of clothing were lying on the bed, either wrinkled or twisted. There were also two or three huge suitcases spread out on the edge of the bed, with some things vaguely inside.
There were two suitcases under the bed that had been neatly packed and closed.
After Zhao Mei pushed the two suitcases she had packed aside, she sat on a chair nearby with an expression of wanting to watch a show.
At this time, Qiu Jiahe was biting his fingers and worrying about the clothes on the bed and the packaging bags scattered on the floor.
Just as I was about to try harder to stuff some more stuff in, I heard the hellish ringing for the umpteenth time.
Qiu Jiahe was so excited that he almost had a nervous breakdown from the ringing. He quickly took out his cell phone and answered it.
Zhao Mei couldn't help but feel a little miserable when she saw Qiu Jiahe pitifully comparing the list of items with the person on the phone. After all, she had never expected that the source of Qiu Jiahe's confidence actually came from the desperate call from his old mother.
Shaking her head helplessly, this was already the fifth call since she got up today. Basically, whenever Qiu Jiahe's mother remembered something, she would make a call and check everything before hanging up with satisfaction.
While he was racking his brain, Qiu Jiahe finished his call. He hung up the phone with a look of despair on his face, lay on the bed to recover some energy, and then began to face the world's problem again: how to stuff the contents of four boxes into two boxes or at most two and a half boxes.
However, unlike Qiu Jiahe who knew that it was impossible to put all the things visible to the naked eye back, and tried to stuff them in with all his might, Zhao Mei calmly counted the packaging bags on the ground and the clothes on the bed.
"Jiahe, you can't take all these things. Are you sure you have a way?"
Qiu Jiahe looked up at Zhao Mei and gritted his teeth, saying, "It was certain at first, but now it's not certain. I didn't expect that I would buy so much."
After saying that, she lowered her head and fiddled with her clothes while whispering softly: "Have I bought so much these days? I clearly didn't spend too much money... How come there are so many things..."
Of course, Zhao Mei heard all this mumbling. "Think about it. For the past half month, you've said 'Ah! My mom/dad/sister would definitely like this!' to everything you see, and then rushed to check out. Even if you bought one a day, that would be fourteen. And if you react like this every time you see something, how could you not blow up your wallet?"
Qiu Jiahe knew what Zhao Mei said was right, so he immediately closed his eyes and slapped his forehead, "Who would have thought, two or three pieces a day? I didn't think much of it originally, but who would have thought it would be so impressive when put together?"
But now is not the time to worry, the plane will take off in the evening and they need to arrive at the airport in the evening.
The two of them discussed it briefly and decided to pack up all the things that couldn't be put in the new box, and then let Joseph find someone to send them back to the country by international express.
After finalizing the plan, the speed of packing luggage increased instantly, and the messy bed and floor were quickly made tidy.
After working hard for a whole morning and half an afternoon, Zhao Mei and Qiu Jiahe finally arrived at the airport on time in the evening and boarded the plane on time.
After a life-or-death race to catch the plane, Qiu Jiahe finally sat down. He felt as if he had survived a catastrophe and collapsed in the chair, completely drained of energy.
Seeing that Qiu Jiahe was about to close her eyes, Zhao Mei hurriedly shook her awake: "Don't fall asleep, my sister. It's still daytime when we land. If you fall asleep now, you won't be able to sleep tomorrow."
Qiu Jiahe could only struggle with tears in his eyes to keep himself awake and face the next few hours of flight.
When Qiu Jiahe was finally freed, he felt as weak as a frost-bitten eggplant. He was even a little dazed when Zhao Mei called him to get off the plane.
Unlike Florence where the sky was getting dark and the winter was warm, the winter wind in China's capital was bitingly cold, even though the sky was bright and the sun was high in the sky.
As soon as they got off the plane, they took out the thick coats they had prepared and put them on, then walked out of the airport breathing heavily.
Zhao Mei couldn't help laughing as she watched Qiu Jiahe moving slowly in front of her like a white, round snail.
As a result, her secret laughter was heard, but Qiu Jiahe had no energy to fight with her. He could only glare at Zhao Mei fiercely, turned around and continued moving.
Although both of them landed in the capital, Qiu Jiahe actually had to transfer directly at the airport to go home, while Zhao Mei still needed to go back to her home in the capital to confirm the progress of her etiquette company's lottery.
So Qiu Jiahe, who had been glaring at Zhao Mei just now, now looked reluctant and used all his strength to hug Zhao Mei.
Zhao Mei wasn't used to dealing with such situations. "Alright, alright, it's not goodbye forever. We'll see each other again in a month. Oh, and don't sleep! We can't let our efforts go to waste!"
Hearing that she was still persuading him not to sleep, Qiu Jiahe rolled his eyes fiercely, quickly let go of her hand, ignored her, and turned to walk into the security window.
After seeing Qiu Jiahe off, Zhao Mei was confused by her anger and could only turn around and walk towards the exit.
When I arrived at the airport gate, it was not difficult to see my car from the gap in the dense traffic.
After seeing Zhao Mei, Zhao Jing got out of the car and took the luggage.
After everything was arranged, the two of them got into the car. This trip was like a vacation that Zhao Mei gave herself, and Hua Xia almost became a hands-off boss.
But vacation is vacation, and after the vacation, the most important thing is to deal with the company related to your tasks.
"Zhao Jing, how are the activities I arranged before leaving going? And how is the renovation of the courtyard going?"
Zhao Jing stared straight ahead at the lane, his thoughts not affecting his driving.
"The young lady already has a backup list for the activities she arranged before. She can always see them if she needs them. The renovations at the courtyard are progressing faster than expected and are already finishing up. It is expected to be ready for inspection after the new year."
Zhao Mei nodded in satisfaction, worthy of being a housekeeper from the future. "Okay, I'll stay in the capital for one day tomorrow and return to Xincheng the day after tomorrow. Please have the people on the reserve list come here tomorrow and I'll have a group interview."
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