"Well, I listen to you. We must live a good life and don't have any regrets."

Feng Yunxiao hugged Yang Xue and said softly, "Okay!"

I wonder if it was because Yang Xue talked about the space warehouse in the afternoon that Feng Yunxiao had a dream that night.

He dreamed that he came to a warehouse full of supplies. Those supplies were stamped with the words Feng's Warehouse written on them.

Seeing these four words, Feng Yunxiao felt a strange feeling in his heart. He reached out and touched these four words, and one picture after another flashed rapidly in his mind.

After he finished browsing the entire warehouse, he woke up from his dream. Opening his eyes and looking at the still dark windows, Feng Yunxiao couldn't calm down.

There were so many things in the warehouse that it made him drool just thinking about it. They were all good things, such as good rice and noodles, and so much meat.

It is almost used for everything. If they use it as a family, they may not use it up for more than ten years.

Turning his head and looking at his wife and children who had long since fallen asleep, Feng Yunxiao suddenly felt that the burden on his body was lighter. In the past, he was always worried that there was not enough food at home, so he worked hard to earn work points and even got something to go out from time to time.

Sell.

Now, there is no need to worry, the people at home will definitely not be hungry anymore. So can he use the things in the space to do other things?

For example, work or something.

Hasn't Yang Xue always wanted to live in the city? If he wants to go to the city, he must have a job. As far as he knows, jobs in this city can be bought with money.

Because he needed more money, he kept working hard.

Now that he has a warehouse, can he take a shortcut?

Thinking of this, Feng Yunxiao couldn't help but feel hot inside. He decided to have a good talk with Yang Xue the next day to see what she thought. If they both thought the same thing, it would work.

Of course, he will not stop working hard just because he has this warehouse. He will just borrow the things in the warehouse for use first, and then make up for them when he has more money.

Besides, they lived the same life without space and warehouse in the past. Just how they lived before will be how they live in the future. However, they may eat better and their living conditions will improve.

The more she thought about it, the more Feng Yunxiao felt it was feasible, so that she was so excited that she couldn't calm down for a long time.

By the time he felt sleepy again, the sky was gradually getting brighter. Thinking that he had to work during the day, Feng Yunxiao did not go back to sleep, but got up and went for a run outside.

When he came back from running around, he saw that Yang Xue and the child had not gotten up yet. He went into the kitchen to make breakfast for the family. He steamed a bowl of eggs for Zaizai and brought some flour with him to prepare for himself.

Make some dough with Yang Xue.

The flour was taken directly from the kitchen cabinet, or it was brought back by Yang Xue last time, and it was never finished.

Before, he was wondering why the flour Yang Xue bought was so white and looked better than Fuqiang flour. Now he finally understood that the flour was not bought from outside.

After rolling out the noodles, Feng Yunxiao was not in a hurry, but put them aside and went to get some toppings.

After he finished finishing the toppings, there was movement in the house. Feng Yunxiao turned around and entered the house. She saw that Yang Xue and her son were both awake. While helping her son get dressed, she smiled and said to Yang Xue, "Axue

, let’s eat hand-made noodles in the morning.”

"Okay, I'll do it when I get up."

"No, no, I've already done it." Feng Yunxiao waved her hand, and after dressing her son, she took him out.


Chapter completed!