In the past, Feng Nuo's work was relatively free, and he would do some housework at home, but during this period of time, he couldn't take care of it. The hygiene at home has gone from bad to worse - but the components and professional books in his home have become worse.
There are a lot of items, so I don’t feel comfortable asking the cleaners from the service agency to clean them.
Just relying on Feng Shan's hurried cleaning every morning, one can imagine the health condition of the home. Feng Nuo was already dissatisfied when he went home today. In addition, he didn't have lunch, so he returned to the computer center to see Feng Shan.
As soon as I picked up the lunch box, I was already angry.
Of course, he, Feng Nuo, calls himself an activist for women's equal rights, and he personally contributed to cultivating Feng Shan into a "student tyrant". Now that "Purple Ji" is successful in her studies and busy with her career, it is naturally inconvenient for him to come out publicly to do so.
Hind legs - otherwise it will be a fine point. So this is just a polite "reminder".
But the displeasure in his tone was obvious. Feng Shan also realized his dissatisfaction. She lowered her head and said:
"Yes, I will clean it when I get back tonight."
Feng Nuo vented his anger and finally started to eat the box lunch brought by Feng Shan.
"I can't afford to have two jobs. Should I buy another life secretary?" Feng Nuo thought to himself.
Qian Yuzhi stared blankly in the direction of Feng Shan going upstairs.
"It turns out she is really..." There have been rumors in vocational schools for a long time that Teacher Xiao Feng is actually the "life secretary" of a certain leader. This was originally unbelievable, because Feng Shan has been studying and working in Fangcaodi, and has never been there.
She doesn't wear a "maid uniform", and no one has ever seen her have a close relationship with any veteran - Feng Nuo's work nature and otaku attributes, Feng Shan's own heavy studies and work, and of course the "Guang Genji" hat of the year
All these factors determine that they rarely go out on dates to show off.
However, the facts are before our eyes. Of course Qian Yuzhi would not mistake the "maid uniform". From the original maid uniform to the latest style suit, each version of the "maid uniform" is an important topic in night discussions in the vocational school dormitory.
He had staked his money on his reputation as the top expert on maid uniforms in the vocational school, and he would never look away.
This discovery made him a little distracted throughout the afternoon. The beautiful figure of Teacher Feng in a maid uniform stuck to his eyelids like a grain of dust that could not be wiped off. It would appear as soon as he closed his eyes. It was not easy to endure it.
At dinner time, because he was always in a daze, which slowed down the work progress of the entire team in the afternoon, he was scolded by the section leader and told him, "Don't come to the night shift, go back and reflect." He finally came back to his senses.
Qian Yuzhi ate a half-full meal in the cafeteria, bought two potato flour cakes to prepare for tomorrow's breakfast, left Bairen City, and walked outside Dongmen City.
He is a local. His mother died young and his father was a sailor in the Coast Guard. Three years ago, he was transferred to the Hong Kong base to garrison. Once he went on a maritime patrol and never came back. There was no body, not even ashes, only the remains
He and his sister, who was two years younger, were dependent on each other.
Thanks to the preferential care policy of the Senate, he and his sister attended the national school for free according to the treatment of "martyrdom". Even their names were changed to the literary "Yu Zhi".
After two years of primary school, Qian Yuzhi's grades were average and he was too old, so he transferred to a vocational school. He was a "martyr" and was assigned to the Bairen Machinery Factory as a technician apprentice after graduation; his sister entered
I entered the nursing school of the Ministry of Health and was sent to Kaohsiung for internship last year.
Although the two brothers and sisters lost their parents, their economic conditions are still good. They are orphans of martyrs. In addition to a pension, their food and lodging during school are free. The house was passed down from the family. It was already very shabby. The father
After the sacrifice, the Ministry of Civil Affairs took over the old houses in the village and allocated them a small apartment with their own property rights in a large-scale dormitory for naturalized residents built near Dongmen City.
He rarely lived in this small apartment on weekdays, so he rented it out - housing in Lingao was tight, and the rental income was very good. But after graduation, he could no longer live in the dormitory in Fangcaodi. So at the end of last month
He mailed the notice of repossession of the house to the "Lingao Shang Housing Management Group".
"Lingaoshang Housing Management Group" is a newly established state-owned mixed-ownership enterprise under the commercial sector. Its nature is similar to a mixture of a housing management office and a real estate agency. His house was entrusted to the group for rental management.
Qian Yuzhi entered the residential compound at No. 15, Third Ring Road, Dongmen City. This is the housing built in batches by the civil affairs department for naturalized workers. The densely packed red brick bungalows are one after another, and each one is full of people.
It faces north and south, and stretches out for a long time - if a Japanese comes here, he will definitely feel it is very familiar: this is the long house!
The so-called longhouse is a long bungalow that shares one roof. The houses under the eaves are separated by walls according to a certain area and divided into different households. The longhouse built by the construction company is not exactly a bungalow. It has a
A loft where you can stand upright in the middle of the roof. A longhouse has three, five or seven sets of layouts depending on the length.
There is a small yard along the road in front of each house in the longhouse dormitory, surrounded by a uniform low fence. It is used to dry clothes and is also a place for the family to eat and enjoy the cool. Many families have set up in the yard.
Vegetables such as loofahs and pumpkins are grown on the scaffolding, and tables and chairs are placed under the scaffolding.
It was already past the off-duty time: people were coming and going in Courtyard No. 15: employees after work, children after school, housewives returning from shopping. Women's laughter, children's play, accompanied by the chatter between workers after get off work. The sound of greeting...the thick aroma of food filled the air.
He walked along the gravel road and passed through the wet public well platform: a dozen women were washing clothes and washing rice beside the stone water tank, and the windlass kept squeaking, carrying buckets of water. Next to the well
There is a signboard. In addition to the routine warnings not to pollute the water quality and reminders to save water, there is also a dark green mark: indicating that the water in the well can be drunk after being boiled.
Although he has been allocated housing here for a long time, he rarely comes here. He is a little unfamiliar and reserved with such a lively living atmosphere.
He walked all the way to the door of his yard. The yard was quite clean, but there were no flowers, grass, tables or chairs inside, so it looked very deserted.
The door was closed - according to the lease, the tenant should have moved out the day before yesterday.
Qian Yuzhi took out the key listlessly - he had left a bad impression on the team leader just a few days after entering the factory, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. He opened the door. The room was very clean. It is said that the manager of the group said that the person renting the house was...
Female naturalized citizen - she seems to be a hard-working woman.
It was getting late and the room was dark. He didn't bother to light a lamp. He was too tired to move after a long day. He put down his luggage and went to his bed and fell down.
He felt like he had fallen onto something soft and soft, and then heard a "Ah!" sound. He was punched in the back of the head, making stars appear in his eyes. Then he was kicked to the ground and knocked down.
He was piling up debris, and before he could even react to what was going on, a knee pinned him to the ground, and his arms were violently twisted behind his back.
"Who are you?" A crisp voice asked behind his head, and at the same time his arm was twisted half a circle, causing him to grin in pain.
Qian Yuzhi almost fainted from anger. He shouted to the ground with anger and fear: "Who are you? This is my home!"
The hand holding his arm loosened slightly, then tightened it again.
"Really?" The voice behind him was a little suspicious, "Then why did you just touch in without saying anything?"
Qian Yuzhi wanted to go back to his home, so why should he knock on the door first? "This is my home!" He felt something was wrong after he said it - why did he have to explain this to this person?
The person behind him finally let go of him, and he climbed up and looked warily at the figure in the dimness. Judging from the voice and figure, he should be a girl about the same age as himself.
"Could it be that my sister is back?" He immediately rejected the idea. His voice and figure were nothing like his sister's, and her sister didn't have such powerful skills.
The figure opposite sighed and said, "Sorry, let's light the lamp first."
Qian Yuzhi lit the oil lamp produced by Lingao - now this kind of light source that is many times brighter than candles has entered thousands of households. He guessed well, it turned out to be a girl of similar age, with a clean face and twinkling eyes.
, his nose turned up playfully, and when he looked down, he was stunned: the girl was wearing the new maid suit that he had just driven out of his mind.
"Are you...the landlord?" the girl asked again.
"Of course I am the landlord!" Qian Yuzhi had roughly guessed the identity of the girl in front of him - this must be the tenant who should move out in a few days.
He clearly informed her last month that he was going to take back the house, so why did he still stay in his house? How shameless!
However, when he saw the girl's uniform, Qian Yuzhi's anger suddenly and inexplicably disappeared.
"Yes... I'm sorry... I..." The girl was a little incoherent, "I couldn't find a place to live for a while, and seeing that you didn't come back, I just stayed... down..." She suddenly spoke fluently again, "I will pay
It’s your rent!”
Qian Yuzhi hadn't come back to his senses yet. When the girl saw him staring at her clothes, she felt more and more embarrassed and slightly annoyed. However, when she thought that she was the intruder, she restrained herself from getting angry.
Moreover, Qian Yuzhi's dazed look made her feel a little funny.
However, she was a student at the College of Arts and Sciences, and after all, she had seen more of the world than Qian Yuzhi, and her mind was more flexible. She saw that he was an honest young man, and he probably didn't have much chance to talk to girls in the vocational school.
"I am Li Janai, I also graduated from Fangcaodi this year... I am from the College of Arts and Sciences..." She introduced herself generously first, and then said: "I see you are also a new graduate this year - you are still wearing vocational school clothes.
Where are my old uniforms?”
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