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Chapter 788: Go to the scrap collection station again. Second update.
When Song Hongguo heard the news, she couldn't help but feel disappointed, but she quickly adjusted her mood, thinking that it would be a good time to be in seclusion at this time. The betrothal gift had already been passed, so there was no delay, as long as she could come out before the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. , who told her to choose such a man?

At first, I thought it was good that the man was not at home, as long as he handed over the money he earned on time. Now... there is no resentment or unwillingness, I just miss him more and more.

Li He handed her a letter, "This is what Huo Gong wrote to you, and there is also the key to the house. You went to see it before. The custom-made furniture will be here in a few days. Huo Gong said, how to arrange it, It all depends on your wishes. He can’t take care of it now and can only work hard for you..."

Song Hongguo took it and asked, "Did you say when it would be delivered?"

Li He said, "It's not confirmed yet. Don't worry. I will definitely come and tell you when you are free at noon. They will move it up without your help."

Song Hongguo said hello with a smile, and then handed all the things she bought for Huo Minglou to Li He, and warned, "Let Mr. Huo work with peace of mind, don't worry about the outside world, I will make arrangements."

Li He nodded, picked up his things and left.

Everything entering the institute must be carefully inspected. Li He took out everything from the basket, and soon it was spread all over the table.

The comrades in charge of the inspection were dumbfounded, and then they became envious. They touched the silk vest with a look of envy on their faces and said, "This is designed to keep you warm. Huo Gong's partner has really good hands..."

Li He thought about the sweaters, woolen pants, scarves and gloves that Huo Minglou was wearing. They were all knitted by Song Hongguo. They were not only warm, but also beautiful in style. All the gay men in the office were envious, and couldn't help but echoed, "Dr. Song He is quite clever and can do anything.”

There was nothing stuffed in the vest. After putting it down, he picked up the hand warmer bag and said, "Oh, here's another one. Dr. Song is so considerate. Who among you is willing to use it? Fill this with hot water and put it in your arms." , keep it safe for sitting, and there is a velvet cover outside, tsk tsk..."

Li He glanced at it and raised the corners of his lips, "Huo Gong definitely likes this."

Huo Minglou is a fastidious person, but he is not willing to make do with the rough life of the man next to him. Song Hongguo is obviously in tune with his thoughts. Both of them are people who pay attention to the quality of life.

"Hey, we've even prepared insoles, and they're made of felt. How comfortable are they to be stuffed inside the shoes?"

Li He also sighed at Song Hongguo's virtuousness. How meticulously did he take care of Huo Gong? From head to toe, everything has been thought of.

In addition to these things to keep out the cold, the rest is food, a small bag of peanut brittle, hawthorn rolls, pumpkin sandwich biscuits made by herself, and fried noodles. When you are hungry, you can drink it directly with hot water. , nutrition also satisfies hunger.

"With a wife like this, what do you have to worry about in this life?"

Li He put the things away one by one. Hearing this, he joked, "If you had Huo Gong's face and ability, you could marry one."

The other party laughed angrily.

During lunch, Ling Zhi saw that Huo Minglou didn't come and asked, "Mom, where is Uncle Huo? Is something holding you back?"

Song Hongguo cooked a pot of simple potato flour and poured it into bowls for the two brothers. She explained casually, "Uncle Huo is in seclusion again for research. He won't come over for dinner recently."

Hearing this, Ling Zhi couldn't help but worry, "You will have a wedding in more than twenty days, won't it be delayed?"

Seeing that he was more worried and nervous than she was, Song Hongguo smiled and reassured, "Probably not." After dinner, the brothers stopped taking a nap. They were covered with quilts and half lying on the bed reading. It was very cold in the dormitory and they had been sitting for a long time. Yes, my hands and feet are numb.

She still had to get something for heating. Other people's homes had briquette stoves, but she and her children didn't live here, so it wasn't appropriate to light a stove.

Song Hongguo talked to them and went to the scrap collection station. She hadn't been there for a long time. The gatekeeper, Uncle Hu, was still impressed by her. After saying a few words, he asked her what she needed, and then led her to find it.

She politely gave him a hawthorn roll.

Uncle Hu was not polite. He peeled off one and stuffed it into his mouth with a smile. He chewed it slowly with an expression of enjoyment. "This is not bad. It's delicious. Where did you buy it?"

Of course it was from the mall, but Song Hongguo said without any guilt, "I made it myself. If you like it, I'll come back and bring it to you."

"Hehe, that's so daring."

The two of them were talking and entered an inconspicuous room. Song Hongguo looked around and his eyes lit up. The things in here were obviously carefully selected and preserved intact. There were also many valuable items. Something, but she didn't dare to make any big move in front of Uncle Hu.

Fortunately, Uncle Hu helped her find a copper charcoal basin and about ten books, and then went out with his hands behind his back, telling her to take her time choosing.

The copper charcoal basin is made of very solid materials and the style is not out of the ordinary. It is suitable for use in the dormitory. As for the charcoal, just get an earthen kiln at home and bake some.

Those books were even more surprising to her. Uncle Hu probably knew her preferences and specially saved them for her. They were all books that were upright and not afraid of others. There were also children's illustrated magazines suitable for children. The brothers must like them.

The system seemed to smell something. When she started to hunt for treasure, it suddenly appeared and said in an excited tone, "There are so many treasures. There are actually crouching tigers, hidden dragons in a small scrap collection station. Sure enough, the masters are among the people."

Look at Uncle Hu's discernment. Almost all the things he picks out are good ones.

Song Hongguo stirred and reminded, "Don't have a big appetite. Uncle Hu is not blind. If there are a few missing items, you may not notice them. If there are too many, they will be exposed."

Hearing this, the system's excitement was dampened. It was like looking at a table full of delicacies and being told by a doctor not to eat and drink, but to drink porridge. "Okay, then I'll try to be more restrained."

In the end, Song Hongguo only collected some calligraphy, paintings and books into the space. The large items were too eye-catching, so she did not dare to move them and could only regret them.

In addition, I bought a set of molds for making snacks, with various patterns and exquisite carvings.

Uncle Hu only glanced at the things she picked casually and didn't ask for any money. He only accepted the charcoal basin and took a dime.

Seeing this, Song Hongguo felt a little embarrassed. Who knew she had taken advantage secretly? So when she left, she took out two big meat buns bought from the mall and put them on his table, "These are Don’t be dissatisfied with what I left for lunch.”

The meat buns are still warm, exuding bursts of meaty aroma, and the snow-white dough is soaked in the corners with the oozing oil, making it look extremely tempting.

Who can dislike it?
Uncle Hu's old eyes narrowed with joy, and he thought, if he encounters something good later, if he leaves more for her, the favor will be repaid.