Chapter 825

When she was thrown back, she landed in the position she had just picked up.

She squatted down, picked up the stone and saw that a small piece of bluestone brick had been smoldered.

She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the man with a cold back in surprise.

Curiosity prompted her to follow.

There was no sound when the two walked, and there was only the sound of wheels rolling around.

After a while, Qianmiao fell far behind the man. No matter how fast she speeded up, she couldn't catch up.

When she arrived at the door, she could no longer see the man's variety show.

She put the cart aside, stood under the door, staring at the scene where the lights were on in front of her. She didn't see the back when she saw her eyes.

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

Qianmiao turned his head and saw the old man slamming the table and signaling her to look over.

"What Bai Shen gave it to you is such a lucky girl." The old man snorted coldly, turned his head to continue watching the variety show. Then, he was amused by the variety show and showed a yellow teeth.

Qianmiao walked to the table and saw those things.

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

That person was so cold that he actually helped her, a stranger?

She held the gauze in her hand and turned her head to look at the dark night, with a little puzzled in her heart.

She knocked on the table and asked the old man to look up.

Qianmiao: You just said, who is he?

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

As he said that, the old man pressed the remote control, closed the door, then packed up his own things and left.

Qianmiao stared at the laptop in her arms, thinking about something.

When she returned to her dormitory, she saw a bunch of food placed in front of the door.

Classes have not ended yet, so they should all read books in the library.

She squatted down and saw the black chicken's message.

【Eat clean.】

There are a bunch of foods, including snacks and staple foods.

The staple food is still hot in the insulation box.

She curled her lips and picked up the things and walked inside.

The next day.

At the same time in the evening, she came to Wuman's Valley again.

The doctor prescribed some cold medicine for her, and her nose became even more blocked and her throat did not recover.

The old man at the door was still watching variety shows, but today I didn’t eat tea eggs, but I changed it to a small cake.

She sipped one by one, her mouth covered with butter.

Staring at the computer screen, she ordered: "Continue to sweep forward from yesterday's place."

Qianmiao handed over a red envelope.

The old man looked up with sharp eyes.

Qianmiao: Today is Mid-Autumn Festival.

The old man laughed: "You are determined!"

As he said that, he pulled the red envelope and tore it apart, looking at the inside.

"What, only one hundred yuan? Are you sending beggars?"

She started to curse.

Qianmiao gave this red envelope just to get closer and then borrow the computer.

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

This result is half expected.

Even though she scolded her, she still put a hundred dollars in her pocket.

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

Qianmiao: What a beautiful language...

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

Qianmiao: It is sold in supermarkets.

The old lady: "What kind of ** stuff sells in the supermarket? It's so unpalatable!"

An old voice, an old soul.

Every time the old lady said something, Qianmiao felt that the person in front of her was a little gangster.

Qianmiao: I've gone to clean.
Chapter completed!