Chapter 140: Wood Warehouse Hideout
Chen Qing was dumbfounded.
He is indeed a big capitalist!
He seizes every opportunity to make money, even his own bed.
Maomao walked back holding Xiaoyu's hand. It was his first time staying overnight outside and he was in high spirits.
He Yuxiang ordered him to work without any hesitation.
The three little ones went to fetch water together, and the water tank was full for the first time in a long time.
“When can you install a faucet in your house?”
Maomao wiped the sweat from his forehead and panted with exhaustion.
He Yuxiang shook his head: "It should be impossible."
A tap was out of the question, digging a well was possible but would require a lot of money.
Maomao was so tired that his hands drooped down and he felt listless: "I don't want to work anymore."
He was not a person who cared about his reputation. He did not think that his sister Xiaoyu was better than him, so he had to force himself to work. He went straight to his aunt's room and said, "Aunt, I'm here to play with you."
Chen Qing chuckled: "Then go ahead and play. I have a paintbrush here. If you want to paint, you can play around."
"good."
Maomao went and brought back a stool, and Chen Qing gave him a paintbrush and paper.
Soon there were a bunch of messy lines on the paper.
When it was time to eat, the two siblings finally took a break, and Maomao ran out to play with them: "Ding ding ding ding, look at the picture I drew."
He Yuxiang: “Ugly.”
Xiaoyu was confused.
So, can something on paper be called a painting?
Maomao bumped into He Yuxiang in frustration: "You don't know how to praise people at all."
He Yuxiang: "Eat."
Maomao put his painting away and went to wash his hands before eating. He looked at the three dishes on the table and exclaimed, "He Yuxiang, how can you cook so many dishes? You are amazing!"
There were fried squid with celery, steamed eggs, and stir-fried lotus roots on the table.
It looks and tastes pretty good.
Maomao picked up some food with chopsticks, nodded at He Yuxiang repeatedly, and gave him a thumbs up: "You are really awesome!"
They are the same age, he doesn't know anything, but He Yuxiang is already a young parent.
He Yuxiang glanced at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense and eat."
But the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, indicating that he was in a good mood.
Chen Qing: A reserved and reserved person.
But she only dared to complain in her heart.
She would never dare to do that.
What if He Yuxiang cooks eggplant every day?
You can offend anyone but not the chef at home.
Maomao kept talking while eating, so the talking group of two became three, and only He Yuxiang practiced not talking while eating and not talking while sleeping.
After dinner, Maomao helped wash the dishes and then played skipping rope with Xiaoyu.
Until He Yuxiang called him to take a shower.
He Yuxiang had already filled the water tank for him. "You should have prepared the towel. Use your own. Hang it directly to dry after taking a shower. Did you hear me?"
“Yes.”
Maomao nodded obediently.
He looked curiously at the bathing area in He Yuxiang's house. It was a small room separated by wooden boards, which was better than the slum where he lived before.
He likes He Yuxiang's house very much.
A lot of big, interesting stuff.
They grow vegetables at home, have two hens, can play skipping rope, and can see the sky when they look up. It's better than the small Western-style house.
After taking a shower, Maomao hung the towel on the clothesline, then came to He Yuxiang's room and rolled around. "Xiaoyu, come quickly. The three of us will sleep together."
Chen Qing: “No!”
He Yuxiang yelled: "Get out of here!"
Xiaoyu replied slowly: "No."
After experiencing three rejections, Maomao could only wait for He Yuxiang to come back with regret.
He Yuxiang didn't really want to go back, but Maomao dragged him to the room to sleep: "Let's chat."
"Go to bed."
"No, just chatting."
"What are you talking about?"
"I discovered a little secret. Yang Yihe especially likes to peek at you." Maomao covered his mouth and laughed.
He Yuxiang: "So?"
Maomao was very excited: "So you have to become good friends with her! She is very shy, you have to take the initiative."
He Yuxiang was tired: "Let's go to sleep."
He felt that it was not easy to earn a dime.
Chen Qing came to see the two children sleeping, and went forward to cover Maomao with a blanket to protect his belly button. She gently touched Maomao's hair and said, "Maomao, you have to go to school tomorrow. You should go to bed after chatting for a while."
"Yes, auntie, I know!"
"good."
Chen Qing glanced at He Yuxiang's hopeless expression and left with a smile.
Everything was quiet at night, except for those working the night shift, everyone was asleep.
Mao Jianguo at the research institute collapsed. "It's a rare night for me to have free time!"
After finally getting rid of Maomao, the obstacle that destroyed their happy life, he even thought clearly about how to be ambiguous, aggressive, fit and merge with Talia, every step and every action, and even whether he could do it again after enjoying it twice.
The machinery factory was interrupted by a sudden task.
He Yuan has already started working.
Mao Jianguo: "It's better to be alone. I can focus on my work without distractions."
He Yuan directly handed him two documents.
Mao Jianguo took it with a sigh.
The two of them endured until five o'clock.
Mao Jianguo felt like his body was being drained.
He Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little tired.
Perhaps it was because Director Shen was a top player who could stay up all night, he didn't regard himself as a human being, nor did he regard his subordinates as human beings.
He Yuan saw that it was almost time for breakfast, so he simply went to the private shop that Mao Jianguo had introduced to him.
By the way, I can also pack a portion for Chen Qing.
The private restaurant is near the supply and marketing cooperative. At five o'clock in the morning, the supply and marketing cooperative is very quiet. He Yuan walks forward under the hazy moonlight.
Suddenly, he noticed a row of people carrying boxes and walking forward. He Yuan took a closer look and saw a familiar person - Yang Xiujin!
He Yuan paused slightly, then followed without making a sound.
Yang Xiujin moved the wooden warehouse on the mountain to a small courtyard near their supply and marketing cooperative.
After they are settled, we will ask someone to transport them to other cities by car.
He lowered his voice and warned: "Be careful, don't bump into anything."
The group nodded in silence.
He Yuan looked at the alley and felt it was a bit weird.
He came twice in total.
Both times something happened.
He Yuan followed their footsteps, and after they entered the courtyard, he climbed over the wall and onto the roof to eavesdrop.
He was also familiar with this process.
But when he lifted a corner of the tile and looked down, his pupils shrank slightly.
——Wooden warehouse!
Eight boxes in total.
What are they going to do?
Yang Xiujin asked them to go out first, and he counted the number carefully again: "Five hundred, that's right."
After the examination, Yang Xiujing supported his knees with his hands and gasped for breath. He had been so busy these past two days preparing Mid-Autumn Festival benefits for his employees, and in the evening he had to deal with gold and wood warehouses, and he looked much more haggard.
Yang Xiujin left the place where he hid the wooden warehouse, but did not leave. He first found a room to lie down and waited for his colleagues to come and find him.
He didn't leave, He Yuan was also lying on the eaves.
He Yuan did not move at all despite the scorching sun. It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that someone finally came to find Yang Xiujin.
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