Mystery Makes Me Strong

At this moment in Wen Rensheng's villa, Zhao Han was in the hall, sweating profusely, leaning over and wiping the floor.

Only now did she understand why both Wen Rensheng and Brother Li said that the part-time workers they hired were unreliable.

In fact, it's not that they are unreliable, but that there are two of them, one is lazy and the other is helpless.

She looked up at the man lying on the sofa in the hall, Wen Rensheng's father.

Wherever the other party passes by, there will be some strange aura left behind.

This kind of breath is invisible to ordinary people, but people of different races, or people who have been with them for a long time, will have a strange feeling.

It's like being in a house full of dust and haze. Although it looks clean on the surface, you can still feel uncomfortable, such as an uncomfortable nose.

And to clean up these heterogeneous breaths, the aliens need to work hard every day to purify and neutralize them, just like her lying on the ground and cleaning them manually with a rag.

Brother Li can't do it. A person like Mr. Wenren who gets off work at 2 o'clock can expect him to clean up every day.

"Your name is Xiaohan?"

When Zhao Han was busy, Wen Rende who was lying on the sofa suddenly spoke.

Beside him, there were already scattered beer cans.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Zhao Han put down the rag, raised his head and asked in surprise, not knowing what the other party had ordered.

"Uh, I feel that there seems to be something moving upstairs..." Wen Rende leaned on the sofa, as if he couldn't get up.

Sure enough, the senior who is a heterogeneous person, although he lost the heterogeneity due to overage, still has a keen sense - but he doesn't feel anything, it is due to his shallow experience.

So she took out her mobile phone and hurriedly said, "Then I'll go up and have a look."

"Well," Wen Rende reluctantly nodded, and began to chant again, "It's snowing late, can you have a drink?"

It sounds like there is some deep meaning, Zhao Han thought, and then walked from the stairs in the hall to the second floor.

To go to the second floor where she lives now, you can take the stairs outside the villa or the stairs in the hall, both of which lead directly to the balcony on the second floor.

After arriving at the balcony, there are two entrances to the north side of the balcony, the east side is the room she lives in now, and the west side room, which she has never entered.

She glanced cautiously, and found that there was nothing unusual on the balcony. The pots of flowers and plants that had just been watered in the morning were now bathed in the summer sun, and the stamens were blooming, competing for beauty.

The doors of the two rooms were tightly closed, and it didn't look like there was any sign of outsiders intruding. At any rate, she had gone through an investigation and gained some observation experience.

"Uncle, there seems to be nothing wrong..." She said directly downstairs.

At this time, Wen Rende's voice downstairs came back clearly.

"Is that so? Oh, that's right, I'm out of wine. Go to the room on the west side and get a bottle for me."

Zhao Han rubbed his head, feeling something was wrong.

But she still came to the room on the west, subconsciously stretched out her hand to press the door lock, and the door opened directly.

Unexpectedly, Brother Li added his fingerprints to these door locks.

This kind of trust is really touching... Wait, if you don't add your own fingerprints, how can you go in and do the cleaning?

The emotion disappeared in an instant, and then she saw that the interior of this room was very finely decorated, with many antiques placed, it seemed to be a storage room.

She didn't have the time to look carefully, and she saw a row of wine racks against the wall at a glance. There were many wine bottles with unknown brands on them. Judging from the appearance alone, they should all be expensive wines.

She came out of the room, and then asked below: "Uncle, there are a lot of wine, which one do you want?"

Then she heard a swallowing sound.

"Whatever, no, find me that bottle of 35-year-old Moutai."

Although Zhao Han was a little dull, he also felt that listening to this sober tone, he didn't look like a drunk person who couldn't move.

She walked over a few steps and began to search from the wine rack. After looking for it, she saw a newspaper under a wine bottle.

"The five-color steel plant suffered major production accidents for two consecutive months. Five young workers, because of violating safety production regulations, drank alcohol before going to work, and unfortunately fell into the molten steel in front of the furnace. Huge consolation money... Reporter Zhu Xing on May 4, 2017."

Shocked, she took a few glances, but quickly ignored it. After all, it was old news two years ago, and continued to look for the 35-year-old bottle of Moutai.

After searching for a while, she heard several familiar voices from the hall downstairs.

"Hello, Uncle." It seemed to be Wu Shanshan's voice.

"Oh, it's Shan Shan, you're here...just sit down."

"It's okay, I didn't get drunk so early today. It's just right, brother De, I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time." This is Wen Rensheng's teasing voice.

"Uh, okay. Xiaohan, come down to rest and prepare to eat." Wen Rende's voice seemed a little tired.

"That wine..." Before Zhao Han finished speaking, Wen Rende yelled again, "I misheard just now, there is no movement upstairs, you should hurry down."

Zhao Han had no choice but to return in vain, and now she has realized that, needless to say, this is because Uncle Wenren has been banned from his room card and cannot produce good wine. He was just playing tricks on himself.

After going downstairs, she saw Wen Rensheng and Wu Shanshan sitting in the hall, while Brother Li was helping Wen Rende to cook in the kitchen.

"Hello, senior." She hurried over to greet her.

"The cleaning is good, it seems that you are not living here for nothing." Wu Shanshan glanced at the hall and nodded.

Zhao Han suddenly understood that the other party must have come here to clean every week before...

"Okay, you cooperated well in the last incident, and you should get along well in the future." Wen Rensheng stopped the possible conflict between the two girls in advance.

"As long as she knows her duty, I don't care." Wu Shanshan smiled.

"I learned a lot from senior sister, thank you senior sister for taking care of me." Zhao Han nodded quickly.

"That's good," Wen Rensheng nodded, and said to Zhao Han, "Thank you for your hard work, go clean it first, and sing about Brother De's craftsmanship later."

And at this moment, Wu Shanshan leaned against Wen Rensheng's arms again, as if declaring her territory.

Zhao Han hurriedly left this embarrassing hall and went to the bathroom on the first floor. She was sweating profusely just now, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

After she left, Wu Shanshan looked at the back of the other party and said: "It seems that she is really fine."

"Well, no problem." Wen Rensheng nodded and said, "The inspection department's protection work is still good."

"Of course, you are a genius alien who is destined to be recorded in history, they must pay attention to it." Wu Shanshan said proudly.

"There's no such thing as a genius, but it's just a bit of luck." Wen Rensheng said very sincerely.

"Luck?" Wu Shanshan's face changed a bit, but she quickly recovered, "I see, no wonder you are the only one in the club who dares to eat the breakfast provided by Wei Yiqing every day."

"That's because you are exaggerating. In fact, if you can get used to it, it will be pretty good," Wen Rensheng said seriously. "If you take it for a long time, you may not only learn new skills, but also have the magical effect of improving your supernatural power."

"It's possible, but before we see the effect, we will almost die young." Wu Shanshan quickly refused.

Wen Rensheng smiled, indeed, not everyone can resist the kind of dark cuisine that cannot distinguish the ingredients, and he is the only one who can resist and benefit from it.

The two talked for a while, and Li Shuangyue had already started placing dishes on the round table in the restaurant.

Bursts of tangy aroma immediately floated into the hall.

"Uncle's cooking is good." Wu Shanshan praised sincerely.

"That's right, even if we all have no jobs in the future, we can support a whole family with Dege's skills alone." Wen Rensheng said meaningfully.

Not long after, Zhao Han, dressed in clean clothes, reappeared in the hall and started talking to the two of them.

"Teacher, how is your preparation for the judge's assessment?" Zhao Han tried his best to find a topic.

"Oh, the assessment will start next Friday. You don't need to prepare for the military test, but you have to try your luck even for the literary test." Wen Rensheng thought for a while.

"You are so lucky, you must be fine." Wu Shanshan encouraged.

"I hope so. You should also work hard. Although you are young and the difficulty will not be high, you should also pay attention to accidents." Wen Rensheng reminded.

"Thank you, teacher." Zhao Han immediately understood that what the other party was talking about was the list of spare tires, and her uncle had reminded her several times.

"In this case, why not let me live here before the exam is over? Living in the club dormitory is not very safe." Wu Shanshan took the opportunity to say.

"Uh..." Wen Rensheng hesitated a little.

"Huh?" Wu Shanshan didn't speak, but glanced at Zhao Han.

"Okay." Wen Rensheng had no choice but to agree.

The sage said it well, if you don't worry about few, you will suffer from inequality. If there is a beginning, there will be a second.

At this time, Wen Rende greeted in the restaurant: "The meal is ready, come and eat."

Several people walked into the restaurant together, and there were exquisite dishes on the round table, almost all of which were works of art, which whetted the appetite. There were also some flowers in vases, which greatly boosted the appetite.

Zhao Han was a little stunned, thinking about what he did last night, it was simply unsightly...

"Unfortunately, there are only a few bottles of good wine." Wen Rende sat at the dining table and said pointedly.

"Unfortunately, the wife is not here." Li Shuangyue responded nonchalantly.

"Cough, eat, eat, don't be polite." Wen Rensheng interrupted the conversation between the two, and started to taste it first.