The strongest dream shuttle

Chapter 100 Wash more than 300 pieces 【Wishing auspicious Year of the Dog】

Chapter 100 Wash more than 300 pieces 【Wishing auspicious Year of the Dog】

"Damn it!"

Yang Fan frowned and cursed. The words Sister Zhao said and her various behaviors made him hold back his anger and wanted to vent it out.

Damn, although this nanny looks quite capable, but her attitude is really bad, and she has been pulling a face all the time, I don't know who to show it to, and no matter what she says, her tone is so low, it's fucking amazing Ghost.

The most irritating thing was that she took my underwear out from under the bed cover and threw it on the ground in front of me. She also said that my room smelled bad?Where did the smell come from?I think it's the body odor on your body?
Damn, the more you think about it, the angrier you get. Since you want to do laundry, then I'll let you wash as much as you want!

Yang Fan came up with a plan, turned out the super invincible printer from under the pillow, held it in his hand and smiled slightly.

He put several pieces of clothes piled up next to the bed that he had worn for many days and didn't bother to wash on the floor, and after they became dirtier, he took a photo of the clothes with a printer.

The print list came out, he clicked all the clothes without hesitation, and then clicked print.

But only one piece can be printed at a time. Just like this, Yang Fan happily printed one piece at a time, photographing and clicking print over and over again. After about 10 minutes, more than 300 pieces of dirty clothes were printed. A 'hill' was piled up in front of him.

"I'm so tired of you!"

Yang Fan put the pile of clothes together, opened the door and shouted: "Sister Zhao, I have some clothes to wash, come here and get them."

After speaking, he secretly smiled.

When Sister Zhao saw the pile of clothes, she finally changed her cold expression, she was surprised at first, and then became calm again.

"Why do you need to wash so many clothes? Are you selling clothes?"

Sister Zhao was wearing an apron and crossed her waist, looking at the clothes and said.

Yang Fan leaned against the door: "No, I haven't washed my clothes for a long time. I wore these clothes a year ago. Maybe it was the smell they gave off just now."

Sister Zhao was surprised again, and then became flat again: "Haven't washed it for a year?"

"Yes, it hasn't been washed for more than a year."

Sister Zhao didn't speak any more. She walked into the bedroom, bent down and picked up a pile of clothes, and walked towards the bathroom. Lin Na and her brother, who were sitting on the sofa, were also surprised to see her come out with so many clothes.

"Brother Fan, why do you have so many clothes to wash? I haven't seen you have so many clothes?"

Lin Qiang walked to the door of the bathroom, looked at the high pile of clothes on the ground, and showed a surprised expression.

Sister Zhao hugged her four times before she finished carrying the clothes. After they were all piled on the floor, she was about to open the door of the drum washing machine.

At this time, Yang Fan walked to the door and said, "By the way, sister Zhao, these clothes cannot be washed in a washing machine. The material is not suitable for machine washing, and sometimes the color will fade. You should wash it in a basin."

Sister Zhao, who just opened the door of the washing machine, turned her head and glanced at Yang Fan, she didn't speak, and didn't show much facial expression, she just closed the door gently.

She found a large iron basin, filled the basin with more than half of the water, poured in the laundry detergent, and stirred it a few times.

After that, she separated all the clothes and put the same color clothes together, and suddenly found that the clothes with the same color had exactly the same style.

She didn't look up, and said while gathering the clothes together: "How do you buy clothes? Do you buy dozens of the same style? Why do you need two or three hundred pieces of clothes? Why are there so many?"

Yang Fan smiled slightly: "When I buy clothes, I buy a hundred pieces. How about it? Enough for local tyrants?"

Lin Qiang stuck to the door, smacked his lips and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Fan speaks with arrogance, as expected of someone wearing a Rolex watch!"

Sister Zhao looked up at him, without saying a word, and put the clothes of the same color into the iron basin one by one.

Yang Fan smiled sinisterly, and shook his head with Lin Qiang, as if telling him, let's go, don't look at it.

Lin Qiang understood, smiled, walked to the sofa and sat down.

Yang Fan sat beside him, put his arms around his neck, pulled hard, and gritted his teeth and said, "If you mention Rolex again next time, believe it or not, I will kill you?"

"I believe it."

After letting go, Yang Fan glanced at Ms. Zhao who was sitting on a small bench in the bathroom washing clothes by hand, and said in a low voice, "Have you seen it? Dare to play tricks on me? This is the consequence!"

Lin Qiang pouted his lips and nodded, clapped his palms and said, "It's amazing, it's my brother Fan who is the best."

"Yang Fan, isn't it good for you?" Lin Na said softly.

"What's wrong?" Yang Fan got up and approached Lin Na and said softly, "She asked you to add 1000 yuan to her salary, and if you don't arrange more work for her, how can you be worthy of that 1000 yuan?"

After speaking, he smiled and sat back.

"Brother Fan is still good at scheming!" Lin Qiang said.

Yang Fan grabbed a handful of melon seeds, got up and walked a few steps towards his bedroom, then turned around and said, "Young man, learn from my brother."

Lin Na just gave him a blank look, then smiled and watched TV.

And Lin Qiang raised his middle finger and said, "Cut, who cares?"

Yang Fan returned to the bedroom. He was so eager to upgrade quickly. Facing the attraction of the skills possessed by the title of second-level dream traveler, he really wanted to know what the skills were. He didn't want to wait for a moment. To have a sweet dream, the ultimate goal is of course to increase experience and upgrade.

Thoughts came up in his mind one after another, and finally he decided to have a meeting with Sister Zhao in his dream. Isn't she very cold, okay, in reality you are washing my clothes, but in the dream, I will torture you to death!
In order to prevent him from being unable to sleep while lying there, he drew the curtains. Although it was sunny outside, the room immediately became dark after the shade curtains were drawn.

He was still worried while lying in bed. What if that guy Lin Qiang broke in or knocked on the door and woke me up?
He rolled his eyes and came up with a good idea.

He took out a book from the bookshelf, tore off a piece of paper, and took out a pen from the drawer. After writing a few words, he took scotch tape and opened the door. The two people in the living room immediately cast their gazes come over.

Lin Na: "What is he going to do?"

Lin Qiang: "I don't know."

Lin Na: "What did he post?"

Lin Qiang: "It seems to be writing, I'll go over and have a look."

With a "snap", the door of Yang Fan's bedroom was closed. Lin Qiang walked over and finally saw what was written on the note pasted on the door.

"I'll go, sleep back and still make it so mysterious."

Lin Qiang sat back on the sofa and told his sister what was written on the paper. Lin Na shook her head and smiled.

It's safe now, if that boy Lin Qiang dares to knock on the door after pasting the note, I'll kill him.

Yang Fan lying on the bed rubbed his eyes, wiped his face a few times, pulled himself together, took off his clothes, and got into the bed...

 On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the first day of the Year of the Dog, I wish everyone a happy new year, all the best and a happy family. PS: This book has been updated every day for the past few days, and it will be updated 2-3 times a day on the fifth day of the first lunar month

  
 
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