Siheyuan: Poisoning Stick At The Start

After washing his clothes for a while, He Yuyu shook his sore hands.

In this winter, the clothes are so thick that they are difficult to wash.

Although I boiled some hot water and added it in, it can be less cold when I wash my hands, but He Yuyu still has some sore shoulders and tired hands and neck.

In addition, today I worked overtime until I came back so late...

He Yuhui, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, kicked the basin angrily when he saw that his clothes had not been washed yet, and there was a pile of dirty clothes like Lin Han next to his feet.

And Lin Han.

At this moment, he is like an uncle, leaning on the head of He Yuyu's bed, flipping through the villain book he just bought.

To put it bluntly, it is a kind of comic strip in this era, not even a comic.

There are "Journey to the West", "Three Kingdoms", "Qu Yuan", "Railway Guerrilla", "Song of Youth" and so on.

In this age without much entertainment, reading comic strips is a way to pass the time.

However, in the middle of May next year, when the wind starts to blow, many of these comic strips cannot be kept.

Otherwise, if someone finds out, you will be criticized as well.

Just as he was watching seriously, Lin Han suddenly heard the sound of He Yuhui kicking the basin.

Realizing that his wife was about to get angry, Lin Han quickly put down the villain book, walked up to her with a bright smile and said, "Wife, are you tired of doing laundry?"

"nonsense!"

He Yuyu glared at Lin Han with a displeased expression, pointed at Lin Han's dirty clothes and said, "My clothes haven't been washed yet, you are a pile of dirty clothes again, how can I wash them for you?"

Hearing this, Lin Han was also a little embarrassed.

After all, his pile of dirty clothes had accumulated for a long time.

When Lin Han was alone before, he could wash himself.

But now that he has He Yuyu's future wife, Lin Han can't help but be a little lazy.

Just like dinner.

He used to provide the ingredients, and He Yuhui made them.

That is, when he encounters He Yuhui working overtime, he will cook by himself like today.

So, things like doing laundry, let alone.

Lin Han was even more lazy to move.

However, in order to appease his wife, Lin Han still pinched her shoulders and said, "Wife Rain, why don't you wash it?"

After being massaged by Lin Han on his shoulders, He Yuyu's inner anger suddenly disappeared.

She calmed down and muttered, "If you don't wash it tonight, you'll have to drag it out again. Don't you want to wash it until the end?"

"It's okay, use the washing machine then!" Lin Han accidentally revealed that he had a washing machine.

But He Yuyu was stunned.

She looked at Lin Han suspiciously and asked, "What is a washing machine?"

Hearing his wife ask this question, Lin Han almost wanted to tell the news that the domestic washing machine was born in 1979.

But considering that it's 1965 now, and it's not long before the Chinese New Year, Lin Han suppressed the spoiler in time...

After thinking about the wording, he explained to He Yuyu: "The washing machine is a machine invented abroad, which can help humans wash clothes and free their hands."

"So miraculous?"

Hearing this, He Yuyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he developed a strong interest in the washing machine.

However, after learning that the washing machine was invented abroad, she was still a little discouraged: "It's a pity that there is not one in China, otherwise I really want to buy one."

Speaking, He Yuyu couldn't help but face bitterly and said: "But even if there is one in China, I can't afford it. This kind of machine should be very expensive..."

Seeing her wanting, regretting, and fearful of being expensive, Lin Han can't even mention how sympathetic she is.

Either way!

How about giving up for your own woman?

With a thought, Lin Han leaned into her ear and said, "Wife, do you really want a washing machine?"

"Of course I do."

He Yuyu replied, and then pushed Lin Han a little shyly, motioning him not to get too close.

But Lin Han continued to lean over and said in her ear, "Would you be happy if I told you that I have a washing machine?"

Hearing this, He Yuyu's expression suddenly froze.

But she quickly gave Lin Han a sullen look: "I know you're making fun of me, it's not like I haven't been to your house, and I've never seen the washing machine you mentioned."

"Can that thing be kept at home?"

Lin Han raised his brows and complained, "If someone sees that one of my children has a washing machine, or it was made abroad, wouldn't I be considered a capitalist?"

Hearing what Lin Han said was so serious, He Yuyu couldn't help being stunned.

Does Lin Han really have a washing machine?

She stood up and looked at the little brat who was not even taller than her own chest, with an unbelievable expression: "Are you sure you didn't lie to me? Do you really have a washing machine?"

"Yes." Lin Han nodded earnestly.

This time, He Yuyu was completely shocked.

She hurried to check the door.

After locking it, He Yuhui returned to Lin Han's side and whispered, "Where did you hide the washing machine? You must not be discovered!"

After hearing the concern and worry in her words, Lin Han suddenly warmed his heart and replied, "No one will find out, unless someone breaks into the house privately."

"Residential?"

He Yuyu instantly understood what Lin Han meant.

He should have put the washing machine in another house.

but……

Lin Han, a child who makes a living by hunting, how can he get extra real estate?

He Yuyu was puzzled and asked curiously, "Little boy, where did you get the other house?"

Hearing this, Lin Han didn't know how to answer.

After all, the independent house was rewarded by the system.

It was not inherited from anyone at all, or bought with money.

What's more, houses in this era are not allowed to buy and sell.

Therefore, in order to save unnecessary trouble, Lin Han still said nonsense: "My second grandmother's sixth grandfather's niece's uncle's cousin's sister-in-law gave it to me."*

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