His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 825

When she was thrown back, she landed on the spot where she had just picked it up.

She squatted down, picked up the stone, and saw that the bluestone brick was dented by a small piece.

She lifted her eyes suddenly and looked at the man with a lonely back in surprise.

Curiosity prompted her to follow.

There was no sound when the two of them walked, only the sound of the wheels of the carts rolling around.

After a while, Qian Miao was far behind the man. No matter how fast she stepped, she couldn't catch up.

When she came to the door, she could not see the man's variety show.

She put the cart aside and stood under the door, staring at the sight of the lanterns in front of her. As far as she could see, she didn't see the back.

"Hey, hey." The old voice was impatient.

Qian Mi turned her head and saw the old man patted the table and motioned her to look over.

"What Baishen gave you, it's really a lucky girl." The old man snorted coldly, turned his head to continue watching the variety show, and then was amused by the variety show and grinned, revealing yellow teeth.

Qian Miao walked to the table Qian Miao and saw those things.

Gauze, wound medicine, etc., are things that treat trauma.

That person is so indifferent, how would she actually help this stranger?

Holding the gauze in her hand, she turned her head to look at the dark night, with a bit of confusion in her heart.

She knocked on the table, making the old man look up.

Qianmi: You said just now, who is he?

The old man glanced at her angrily: "You don't even know him, no wonder you were punished here to clean, you deserve it!"

Saying that, the old man pressed the remote control, closed the door, packed his things, and left.

Qian Mi stared at the laptop in her arms, thoughtfully.

Back in her dormitory, she saw a pile of food placed in front of the door.

It's not over yet, they should all be reading in the library.

She crouched down and saw Heiji's message.

【Eat clean. 】

A bunch of food, snacks and staples.

The main food is still warm in the insulated box.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she picked up her things and walked inside.

the next day.

At the same time in the evening, she came to the Unmanned Valley again.

The doctor prescribed some cold medicine for her. After taking it, her nose became more stuffy, and her throat was not getting better.

The old man at the door was still watching the variety show, but instead of eating tea eggs today, it was a small cake.

She took one bite, her mouth full of cream.

Staring at the computer screen, without looking at her, she instructed: "Continue to scan from where you were yesterday."

Qian Mi handed over a red envelope.

The old man looked up, his eyes sharp.

Qian Mi: Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The old man chuckled: "You have a heart!"

Saying that, after pulling the red envelope, tear it open and look inside.

"What, just one hundred yuan? You send beggars?"

She cursed at her head.

Qian Miao gave this red envelope because she wanted to get closer, and then borrowed the computer.

However, she also thought that the old lady had a bad temper.

This result was half expected.

After scolding, she still put one hundred yuan into her trouser pocket.

Then he took a bite of the cake and frowned: "WQNM, it's too sweet."

Qianmi: What a beautiful language...

"Hey, stinky girl, can you chop chili sauce?"

Qianmi: It's available in the supermarket.

Old lady: "What kind of shit is sold in the supermarket, it's unpalatable!"

An old voice, an ageless soul.

Every time the old lady said a word, Qian Miao felt that the person in front of her was a little sister.

Chimi: I went to clean up.

"You stop for me!"