Rebirth with Space Materials: Little Cannon Fodder Awakens

Chapter 336 Autumn is not only black, white and gray
After more than ten minutes, Shi Qinghuan returned home, and then she saw that the walnuts she dried at noon had turned a little brown. If this method continues, it should be completely dried after another five or six days.

It seems that she has to hurry up and finish processing the walnuts in the space, otherwise the sun will not be so good in late autumn.

So she had a simple dinner, and then took out the walnuts in the space and peeled them.

After eight o'clock in the evening, Shi Qinghuan rubbed her sore wrists, then she took the unfinished walnuts back into the space, and then took the peeled walnuts to the kitchen to wash.

After she cleaned the walnuts, she poured all the walnuts into the dustpan and put the dustpan on the balcony.

Then she went into the kitchen to boil water for a bath.

An hour later, Shi Qinghuan took a shower and returned to her room. Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, she didn't plan to write a story, so she went to bed directly.

The next morning, Shi Qinghuan opened her eyes and looked at the alarm clock. Seeing that it was almost seven o'clock, she immediately lifted the quilt to get up.

But as soon as she lifted the quilt, she was shivering from the cold, and then she immediately put the quilt back on her body.

"Why did it suddenly become so cold?" Shi Qinghuan murmured softly as she rubbed her arms with her hands.

She didn't sit up from the bed until her body became warm again, and then took out a sweater from the space to put it on, then lifted the quilt to get up, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After she finished washing and came out of the bathroom, she felt that she was not well because the water was too cold.

It's only the end of September now, and the weather is already this cold. If it continues to be this cold, how will she live in winter?

Just when Shi Qinghuan fell into infinite sorrow, she heard a knock on the door, so she went to the door of the room to open it.

When she opened the door, she saw Wang Ailan standing in front of her house holding a piece of clothing, so she asked Wang Ailan, "Aunt Wang, what do you want?"

"I'm here to deliver clothes to you, but it seems that I don't need it now."

After Shi Qinghuan heard Wang Ailan's words, she looked at the clothes Wang Ailan was holding, and then she looked at the sweater she was wearing, and her heart tightened.

Fortunately, the sweater she was wearing was basic, without any patterns, and the fabric was pure cotton. Although the style looked novel, it was not too out of the ordinary.

So she said to Wang Ailan with a guilty conscience: "The clothes I'm wearing are bought for me by my brother."

"That child Fusheng has good eyesight. You look good in this dress, and you look very energetic."

"I think so too, but it's too eye-catching to wear out, and I don't plan to wear it out."

"How could it be? I saw lesbians in our research institute wear clothes like yours last year, but their clothes have patterns on them, but yours don't."

"What? Some people in our research institute wear clothes like mine?"

"That's right, there's nothing strange about it. The researchers in our research institute are all from big cities, so it's normal for them to wear novel clothes."

Shi Qinghuan was completely relieved after listening to Wang Ailan's words. It seems that the clothing of this era is not the same black, white and gray, nor is it the same cardigan, so she doesn't have to follow the trend too much in the future, after all, the styles of clothes now are real. Not good looking.

However, she still plans to observe first to see what kind of clothes the lesbians in the research institute usually wear, and then she controls the styles within their dressing styles, so that she will not be eye-catching and can still develop wretchedly.

(End of this chapter)