Abandoned Wives of the Ages: Getting Rich from Space Warehouses

Chapter 121 Leaving again tomorrow

"I'm back, come sit down and eat quickly."

"Didn't I tell you to eat first? Why are you waiting for me again?"

"got used to."

Hearing this, Yu Qing stared at the back of the person who was serving her rice. Habit is a good word at this moment.

"Why are you dazing, let's eat." Xiang Yisen placed a bowl of rice in front of her.

Yu Qing flexed her wrist. She was really tired after a busy day today, "Thank you."

Xiang Yisen noticed her little movement and asked, "Wrist hurts?"

"More than that, I feel sore all over my body today."

"It will be much more comfortable to take a hot bath before going to bed at night." Xiang Yisen put a piece of fat and thin pork belly into her bowl.

Yu Qing stared at the pork belly in the bowl and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Thank you."

The braised pork made from green native pig has a delicious flavor. Although it is a little fatter, Yu Qing handles it well. She cuts it into thinner pieces and steams them with salted vegetables. She controls the time well. The fat meat melts in your mouth and the lean meat is soft.

cotton.

"It's been a long time since I've had such delicious braised pork. Please eat a few more pieces." Yu Qing wanted to help Xiang Yisen pick up the vegetables, but saw that her chopsticks had already been moved, so she held back.

"If it tastes good, just eat more."

"I'll forget it, I'm in the process of losing weight. Comrade Xiang, have you noticed that you have changed since you started working with me?"

Xiang Yisen looked at her suspiciously, "What has changed?"

Yu Qing elaborated, "He has become more talkative, not as cold as before, and has gradually developed into a warm man."

Xiang Yisen asked back: "You don't want me to change?"

"without......"

"That's it!"

After dinner.

Before going upstairs, Xiang Yisen seemed to remember something and said to Yu Qing: "I'm going to the city tomorrow, you don't have to cook for me."

"Are you going to the city again?" This surprised Yu Qing. It's the end of the year and whose factory has another problem?

"Well, the machines in two factories have broken down, and their maintenance technicians can't cope with it."

"Well, I wish you a safe journey tomorrow." She also wanted to go to the city to hang out, but unfortunately it was not the weekend this time and she had to go to work.

Before going to bed, Yu Qing went into the studio and took a hot shower, rinsing her from head to toe, and finally there was no smell of oil smoke on her body.

The fried meat smelled smoky today, and she had been enduring it all day.

I finally felt comfortable after washing.

Last time I ordered five old-fashioned Feiren brand sewing machines, the delivery was delayed for more than half a month. Yu Qing went downstairs and saw the goods?

Standing at the top of the stairs, I saw a stack of cardboard boxes next to the delivery basket. "This is the goods!"

I walked around the carton. Let’s not talk about the sewing machine inside. The outer packaging is quite strong. It’s just that it’s packed and transported and you have to assemble it yourself, which is a bit troublesome.

It was getting late, and it was not possible to assemble it for the time being. Yu Qing did not unpack it and check it. She went back to the bedroom first, lay down on the warm quilt and fell asleep soon.

In the middle of the night, Yu Qing was woken up by a sound. After listening carefully, she found that the surroundings were quiet, no different from the usual nights.

Trying to recall the sound that woke her up just now, Yu Qing couldn't tell whether it happened in a dream or reality.

When her body relaxed and prepared to fall asleep again, she heard another scraping sound, like the sound of a stool being pushed against the floor.

The sound is not loud and very dull.

Yu Qing was shocked!

Now that I was still sleepy, I got up and put on my thickened pajamas. I looked around the bedroom and found that I didn't have anything handy.

She immediately went into the studio to search again. She remembered that in order to prevent thieves from entering the warehouse and stealing, she spent a lot of money to buy two electric batons from the security department.

I rummaged around the warehouse manager's desk but couldn't find it. "I remember giving it to the warehouse manager. Did he take it home or put it somewhere?"

(End of chapter)