Abandoned Wives of the Ages: Getting Rich from Space Warehouses

Chapter 68 You have a fever

"Finance Department? It's on the second floor." Li Xiaoyu originally wanted to ask the Finance Department what she wanted to do, but when she saw Yu Qing's thin patched clothes, she didn't know anything else.

"Sister Yu, do you want me to take you there?"

"Thank you, no need." Yu Qing waved her hand and turned around to go up to the second floor. It's not that she didn't see the little girl's pity in her eyes, but she didn't want to pay attention to it. She had been an orphan in her past and present lives. Living in this world, she wanted to

Be strong and brave and work hard.

She doesn't need other people's pity, she needs other people's respect.

When Yu Qing left the Finance Department again, she already had 82 yuan in cash and some receipts in her pockets.

She advanced her salary in advance.

In today's era when the average worker's salary is only fifty or sixty yuan, the power station can pay a salary of eighty-two yuan, which is already considered a high salary.

Even with such a high salary, many workers in the city are unwilling to work at the grassroots level and live in these ravines.

Thinking of this, Yu Qing somewhat admired the older generation of those power stations in the past, when conditions were even more difficult.

At the same time, the image of Goddess Xiang also became taller in her heart. Major factories in the city were in urgent need of talents like him, but he took the initiative to recruit them for the needs of the power station.

Then again, if he didn't come, she wouldn't know him.

In the afternoon, I check the hygiene of a community and clean it up if it is dirty.

After get off work, Yu Qing didn't want to do anything when she got home. She took off her patchwork clothes and went directly into the studio. Compared with the constant temperature inside and the freezing cold outside, it was so comfortable inside.

Lying on the sofa in the office, I fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up again, she was awakened by a knock on the door. When she listened carefully, who was knocking on her door?

Coming out of the studio, putting on a patchwork coat, "Who is it?"

"Sister Yu, it's me, Xiaoyu."

"Xiaoyu?"

She never came to him at night, why would he come to her when it was dark?

Yu Qing fumbled and pulled the light cord, and the lights came on in the room. As soon as the door was opened, the coldness outside rushed to her face. She shrank her neck, suppressed her doubts, and asked: "Xiaoyu, it's so late.

, you came to see me for something?"

Seeing that Yu Qing was still in good spirits, Li Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the lunch box, "Here, I didn't see you in the cafeteria during dinner. I thought something was wrong with you. This is the meal I brought you specially. Hurry up.

Eat it while it's hot."

"I...Xiaoyu..."

Li Xiaoyu didn't allow her to refuse, and turned around neatly and disappeared into the night.

As long as Sister Yu is not sick, she will be fine.

Yu Qing didn't know what to say. Her nose felt sore and she was a little touched. What should she do?

She was exhausted from her trip up the mountain today, and her limbs were sore, especially her two arms. She had spent several hours cutting firewood today, and now it was so painful to even lift them up.

So I didn't even eat dinner. Who would have thought that this innocent and kind-hearted little girl would still miss her.

However, I have to say that it feels good to be remembered.

After closing the door and putting the lunch box on the table, there was another knock on the door.

"Dong dong..."

Yu Qing opened the door again, "Xiaoyu..."

A tall figure stood at the door. Yu Qing was so startled that he took a step back, just enough to let the light shine on the people outside.

“Comrade Xiang…Comrade Xiang.”

Now it’s not panic, it’s surprise!

She didn't expect that Xiang Nanshen would knock on her door.

Xiang Yisen's gaze was like a searchlight, scanning every part of Yu Qing's body, and finally stopped on her face, and seemed to say firmly: "You have a fever."

"Ah? No." Yu Qing touched her face. She didn't have a fever.

"You do." His face turned red and he was still sulking.

?                                                  Ahhh! I have been playing with my mobile phone all afternoon and all night today, and I haven’t coded a few words ~

? This phone is probably poisonous~

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(End of chapter)