Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Gao Shihong spent a piece of small yellow croaker and got a job guarding the warehouse at night.

Warehouse janitor is a temporary occupation that has just emerged this year.

Many areas have temporarily set up such places.

Used to stack confiscated items.

They are all capitalist collections, remnants of feudalism, and of course there are also some antiques, calligraphy and paintings, jewelry or yellow and white things.

If the yellow and white things are built and collected in batches, it will definitely not be the turn of little caretakers like them to covet them.

The small group of people at the top have long been honored by people on a higher level or a few levels higher.

The euphemistic name is: management.

At that time in the Qing Dynasty, it was called: Use the lost money to make offerings to the dignitaries above.

Now we are just changing the soup without changing the medicine.

It is said that money moves people's hearts. Many people's initial ideas and ideals may be good.

But mentality will always change with the erosion of power and capital.

Gradually, he became the type of person he disliked the most at first.

Then it evolved into the current situation of 'the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked'.

To sum it up in one sentence:

Full of borers.

Gao Shihong values ​​​​the night Taobao activity.

There are always some precious gadgets hidden in seemingly ordinary furniture and objects.

Like hidden yellow and white things,

For example, the goodies in the mezzanine...

This is a delicate job.

Gao Shihong will take advantage of the night environment and search and patrol to 'hunt for treasure' in the warehouse.

His large box and large bag of inventory were just such an unexpected surprise.

Shu Xingwei and Ye Qibing also have their own methods.

In the muddy water, they are the ones who are good at fishing.

As the saying goes, people have their own paths, and rats have their own ways.

This is Gao Shihong's method.

Four streets away is the small roundabout square. In the first courtyard on the west side of the roundabout, Su Mu returned to the house with the yawning Yan Qing after dealing with Mr. Wanyan and Yan's mother.

A night of love and affection is destined to not be quiet and motionless.

In fact, the movement is not small.

Perhaps due to the superimposed BUFF influence of their elders listening to the fire across the bank, both Su Mu and Yan Qing felt very contented.

Yan Qing, who pretended to be tired, turned out to be overworked.

Slept deeply and soundly.

She lay in Su Mu's arms, not afraid of suffocating her man.

In his sleep, he may still have something to say, smacking his lips from time to time.

Su Mu held Yan Qing's smooth and supple back and stayed overnight in Courtyard No. 1 for the first time. The experience was quite unique.

Especially holding a cold and lovely angel in his arms.

It's dawn all night.

Boss Yan and Yan's mother had different attitudes towards Su Mu, their son-in-law.

A little more cordial.

After breakfast, Su Mu took Yan Qing to work.

at the same time.

Tired Gao Shihong also finished a night of hard work and returned home with two small yellow croakers in his arms.

Not much was gained last night, bad luck.

But he didn't care either.

This kind of thing will not always yield good results every day.

After this event, he still has more than half a month of night shift time, which is enough for him to wait two or three more times to 'cover up' his position.

Restocking means replenishing new goods in the warehouse.

At first, because the warehouses were limited, some would be taken away and burned or smashed. Later, some way might be found and new cognition opened up.

Many of them are driven to Tianjin Port in one truckload...

However, the frequency of new goods has dropped in the past two months, and replenishment does not only happen every two or three days.

But one trip a week can still guarantee your stay.

If you're lucky, you'll catch it four times.

Gao Shihong thought that after searching this warehouse two or three times, she would do a little more next month, and then move to the warehouse on Dongsi to continue the night shift...

He suddenly lost more than 20 pieces of small yellow croaker on this trip, so he had to work harder and work harder to earn it back.

Gao Shihong stayed up all night, rummaging through boxes and cabinets and searching, and she was really tired.

He just wanted to put the things in his pocket back quickly and then sleep comfortably.

When I got home, I went directly into my room.

His hand reached under the bed.

Well, that is this exploration.

He almost shook his waist.

It’s too light to start with.

He sat down on the ground as soon as he could.

Gao Shihong woke up completely at once.

It was impossible to feel sleepy at this time. My mind was so clear that I felt like I would not be unconscious even after receiving two blows.

Gone.

All gone.

What kind of god damn Buddha is targeting his own family?

Gao Shihong was so angry that her teeth itched with hatred, and she was also very frightened.

If this was exposed, I would have to die a few times to get over it.

Looking back again, my heart felt so cold.

Months of accumulation returned to zero overnight.

How can a sad word describe my mood?

After all, two days ago, he still owned countless wealth, and he felt very comfortable sleeping at home.

Now it's all gone.

The excitement of ups and downs cannot be experienced by those who have never had something and then lost it.

Gao Shihong once owned it, and also owned many.

The mood is like bungee jumping.

I have the heart to want to die.

After being stunned for a while, I suddenly had a new question.

He was so shocked just now that he forgot to think about anything else.

I just remembered it again now.

Who could it be?

Who would know that there is real money hidden in this shabby house?

Who can steal so many valuable things silently?

You know, most of the boxes were packed with stuff and were very heavy.

But this was destined to be someone he couldn't even think of.

This outcome has been doomed since their unscrupulous troubles in the 703 Research Institute.

It's just their bad luck.

Who asked Yan Qing to be transferred back to the capital and placed in this unit?

Who would have thought that the guard was so cowardly that he wanted to search Captain Sumusu’s woman?

These are all ways to commit suicide.

And there's more than one.

Shu Xingwei's home inventory is no less than Gao Shihong's, and if the value of jewelry and antiques is included, it is even greater than Gao Shihong's.

He is seriously ill in bed now.

He was discovered that night.

This is a little money addict.

Without so many small yellow croakers, Shu Xingwei felt distressed when he returned from sending them out that day.

He just wanted to take a look at his wealth again and count it, otherwise he would not be able to sleep well.

As a result, it disappeared.

He said nothing.

Shu Xingwei felt that there was no one else.

It must be Yu Xiaojiu who sent people to follow him, and it was Yu Xiaojiu who did it.