70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 140: Wooden Warehouse Hideout

Chen Qing was dumbfounded.

He is indeed a big capitalist!

He seizes every opportunity to make money, even his own bed.

Maomao walked back holding Xiaoyu's hand. It was his first time staying overnight outside, and he was in high spirits.

He Yuxiang ordered him to work without any hesitation.

The three little ones went to fetch water together, and the water tanks were full for the first time in a long time.

“When can you install a faucet in your house?”

Maomao wiped the sweat from his forehead and panted with exhaustion.

He Yuxiang shook his head: "It should be impossible."

A tap is impossible, digging a well is possible but requires a lot of money.

Maomao was so tired that his hands drooped down and he felt listless. "I don't want to work anymore."

He was not a man who cared about face. He did not think that his sister Xiaoyu was better than him, so he had to force himself to work. He went straight to his aunt's room and said, "Aunt, I'm here to play with you."

Chen Qing chuckled: "Then go ahead and play. I have a paintbrush here. If you want to paint, you can play as you like."

"it is good."

Maomao went to bring back a stool, and Chen Qing gave him a paintbrush and paper.

Soon there were a bunch of messy lines on the paper.

When it was time to eat, the two siblings finally took a break, and Maomao ran out to play with them: "Ding, ding, ding, look at the picture I drew."

He Yuxiang: "Ugly."

Xiaoyu was confused.

So, can something on paper be called a painting?
Maomao bumped into He Yuxiang in frustration: "You don't know how to praise people at all."

He Yuxiang: "Eat."

Maomao put his painting away and went to wash his hands before eating. He looked at the three dishes on the table and exclaimed, "He Yuxiang, how can you cook so many dishes? You're amazing!"

There were fried squid with celery, steamed eggs, and stir-fried lotus root on the table.

It looks and tastes pretty good.

Maomao picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, nodded repeatedly at He Yuxiang, and gave him a thumbs up: "You are really amazing!"

They are the same age, he doesn't know anything, but He Yuxiang is already a young parent.

He Yuxiang glanced at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense and eat."

But the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, indicating that he was in a good mood.

Chen Qing: A reserved and reserved person.

But she only dared to complain in her heart.

She would never dare to do that.

What if He Yuxiang cooks eggplant every day?
You can offend no one but the chef at home.

Maomao kept talking while eating, so the talking group of two became three, and only He Yuxiang practiced the rule of not talking while eating and not talking while sleeping.

After dinner, Maomao washed the dishes and played skipping rope with Xiaoyu.

Until He Yuxiang called him to take a shower.

He Yuxiang had already filled the water tank for him. "You should have prepared a towel. Use your own. After taking a shower, hang it directly to dry. Do you hear me?"

"heard it."

Maomao nodded obediently.

He looked curiously at the bathing area in He Yuxiang's house. It was a small room separated by wooden boards, which was better than the slum where he lived before.

He likes He Yuxiang's house very much.

A lot of big, interesting stuff.

They grow vegetables at home, have two hens, can play skipping rope, and can see the sky when they look up. It's better than a small Western-style house.

After taking a shower, Maomao hung the towel on the clothesline, then went to He Yuxiang's room and rolled around. "Xiaoyu, come quickly, the three of us will sleep together."

Chen Qing: "No!"

He Yuxiang yelled, "Get out of here!"

Xiaoyu replied slowly: "No."

After experiencing three rejections, Mao Mao could only wait for He Yuxiang to come back. He Yuxiang didn't really want to go back, but Mao Mao pulled him to the room to sleep: "Let's chat."

"Go to sleep."

"No, just chatting."

"What to talk about?"

"I discovered a little secret. Yang Yihe especially likes to peek at you." Maomao covered his mouth and laughed.

He Yuxiang: "So?"

Maomao was very excited: "So you have to become good friends with her! She's very shy, so you have to take the initiative."

He Yuxiang was tired: "Let's go to sleep."

He felt that it was not easy to make a dime.

Chen Qing came to see the two children sleeping, then went over to cover Maomao with a blanket to protect his belly button. She gently stroked Maomao's hair and said, "Maomao, you have to go to school tomorrow. After chatting for a while, you should go to bed."

"Yeah, auntie, I know!"

"good."

Chen Qing glanced at He Yuxiang's hopeless look and left with a smile.

Everything was quiet at night, except for those working the night shift, everyone was asleep.

Mao Jianguo at the research institute collapsed. "It's so rare for me to have a free night!"

After finally getting rid of Maomao, the obstacle that destroyed their happy life, he even thought clearly about how to be ambiguous, aggressive, fit and integrate with Talia, every step and every action, and even whether he could do it again after enjoying it twice.

The sudden task at the machinery factory interrupted it.

He Yuan has already started working.

Mao Jianguo: "It's better to be alone. I can focus on my work without distractions."

He Yuan directly handed him two documents.

Mao Jianguo took it with a sigh.

The two of them endured until five o'clock.

Mao Jianguo felt like his body was being drained.

He Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little tired.

Perhaps it was because Director Shen was a talented player who could stay up late into the night, he didn't consider himself a human being, nor did he consider his subordinates as human beings.

Seeing that it was almost time for breakfast, He Yuan simply went to the private shop that Mao Jianguo had introduced to him.

I can also pack a portion for Chen Qing.

The private restaurant is near the supply and marketing cooperative. At five o'clock in the morning, the supply and marketing cooperative is quiet. He Yuan walks forward under the hazy moonlight.

Suddenly, he noticed a row of people carrying boxes and walking forward. He Yuan took a closer look and saw a familiar person - Yang Xiujin!

He Yuan paused slightly and followed without making a sound.

Yang Xiujin moved the wooden warehouse on the mountain to a small courtyard near their supply and marketing cooperative.

After they are settled, we will ask someone to transport them to another city by car.

He lowered his voice and warned: "Be careful, don't bump into anything."

The group nodded silently.

He Yuan looked at the alley and felt it was a bit weird.

He came twice in total.

Something happened both times.

He Yuan followed their footsteps, and after they entered the courtyard, he climbed over the wall and onto the roof to eavesdrop.

He was also familiar with this process.

But when he lifted a corner of the tile and looked down, his pupils shrank slightly.

——Wood warehouse!
Eight boxes in total.

What are they going to do?
Yang Xiujin asked them to leave first. He then carefully counted the number of rods: "Five hundred, that's right."

After the examination, Yang Xiujin supported his knees with his hands and gasped for breath. He had been busy these past two days preparing the Mid-Autumn Festival benefits for his employees, and in the evening he had to deal with the gold and wood warehouses. He looked much more haggard.

Yang Xiujin left the place where he hid the wooden warehouse, but did not leave. He first found a room to lie down and waited for his colleagues to come and find him.

He didn't leave, He Yuan was also lying on the eaves.

Despite the scorching sun, He Yuan did not move at all until three o'clock in the afternoon, when someone finally came to find Yang Xiujin.