The Pentium Era - South to North

Wenwen and Qianqian were still sleeping when they were woken up by the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong-pong in the corridor. They also heard the vague voices of Yilin's mother and Xiao Zhao. Wenwen got out of bed, rubbed her eyes and walked to the door. Outside, I saw Xiao Zhao in the corridor, scrubbing an old desk.

"What are you doing?" Wenwen asked.

Xiao Zhao looked at her and smiled: "Did I wake you up? Sorry, I just bought a lot of things, and aunt helped me bring them up."

"What are you using this broken table for?" Wenwen asked.

Xiao Zhao asked back: "There are so many of you and you don't even have a pot?"

"No, I almost forgot what the pot looks like." Wenwen shook her head like a rattle.

"Then what do you eat?"

"Whatever, biscuits, bread, instant noodles, or go to the street to eat noodles."

Xiao Zhao frowned and said, "It's so pitiful. You treat yourselves like pigs? Even pigs eat better than you."

"Then what should we do? Otherwise?" Wenwen giggled, "How about you support us?"

Xiao Zhao patted the desk and said to Wenwen: "Okay, I will support you from now on. Did you see that this one is for the gas stove?"

While the two were talking, Yilin's mother came up carrying a gas tank. Xiao Zhao saw it and hurried over and said to her: "Auntie, I didn't mean that I came down to carry it."

Yilin's mother looked at her and said, "Why do you still need to carry this little thing here?" I'm half a pig, so I snorted and got on the tricycle.

Xiao Zhao and Wenwen both laughed, and Xiao Zhao praised: "Auntie is still awesome!"

Wenwen stretched her head to see that there was something in the yard below, so she opened the door behind her with her foot and shouted: "Qianqian, get up and help."

Qianqian walked out and the two of them went downstairs. Yilin's mother looked at the desk and said to Xiao Zhao, put it over there. It's spacious and convenient for washing vegetables.

She pointed to the edge of the pool. Xiao Zhao thought it made sense, so he and Yilin's mother carried the table over there. When they moved the gas tanks there, Wenwen and Qianqian came up carrying a basket. In the basket are gas stoves, pots, shovels, chopping boards, knives and so on.

They put the gas stove and chopping board on the desk, put the gas tank next to the desk, connected the gas, and Yilin's mother lit the gas with a "pop". Wenwen and Qianqian both clapped their hands. .

There was also a cardboard box below, which was lifted up and contained tableware. Yilin's mother brought a hammer and cement nails and nailed a row of nails on the wall so that she could hang spatulas, dishcloths and the like.

Yilin's mother went to the utility room downstairs and brought up two pieces of bamboo used in construction sites. One end was tied to the eaves above with wire, and the other end was tied to the railing and handrail below. Then she tied a piece of plastic sheet to the bamboo pieces. This place instantly became a semi-enclosed space. When the wind blows, the gas stove's fire will not be disturbed.

After all this was done, Yilin’s mother asked, how many of you are going to have dinner?

Xiao Zhao said five.

Yilin's mother said, do you know how to eat?

She looked at the corridor and told them that there was a table below me, but it didn't fit in the corridor.

Wenwen ran back to the room, took the key, walked over, opened Liu Ligan's door, and said to them: "Put it here, we will eat in this room."

Xiao Zhao hesitated: "Then why don't you wait until Brother Zhanzi comes back and talk to him first?"

"No, what are you telling him? There are two of you, we are two, and he is the only one. Where can we put him if we don't put him here?" Qianqian said.

"That's right, let's put it here." Wenwen said carelessly, not shying away from suspicion at all, "If he wants to dislike it, let him squeeze into our room. Anyway, he likes it too and can't even drive him away."

Yilin's mother and Xiao Zhao burst into laughter.

The four people went downstairs and went to the utility room below. They took out an Eight Immortals table and eight stools, placed them in the yard, rinsed them with tap water, then carried them upstairs, carried them into Liu Ligan's room and put them next to the window. Two people can sit on one side, so you don't have to move it at ordinary times. No matter how many guests come, you can just lift it out.

Everything was packed up and Yilin's mother was going out. Xiao Zhao asked Wenwen and Qianqian what they wanted to eat for lunch, and I went to buy groceries.

Wenwen and Qianqian quickly shook their heads. Wenwen hugged Xiao Zhao and said, you smell so good, either sleep with me or I want to eat you.

"Rogue!" Xiao Zhao laughed and cursed.

Wenwen and Qianqian sneaked into the room to sleep. Xiao Zhao decided to go to the shop to buy some noodles first, eat noodles by himself at noon, and then go to the market to buy vegetables at around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Before Xiao Zhao could walk out of the room, he heard someone shouting from downstairs: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!"

This voice seemed familiar. Xiao Zhao walked outside the door and looked down. She couldn't help being surprised. She saw the idiot who came with Brother Tan last night, standing outside the courtyard with three people. Behind them , and a truck filled with furniture.

Xiao Zhao thought to himself, where is he going to deliver goods? He should pass by here.

The second-rate guy saw Xiao Zhao and called out, "Sister-in-law, come down quickly and open the door."

In front of the courtyard door, Yilin's mother closed it when she went out. Xiao Zhao went downstairs, opened the door, and asked Er Huo, "What's the matter?"

The second guy opened the courtyard door completely and told those people to carry everything down.

Xiao Zhao asked curiously: "What is this for?"

The second-hand guy chuckled: "Old Tan asked us to buy it and send it over. He said he wanted to decorate this place."

Xiao Zhao asked: "Does Zhang Chen know?"

"I don't know about that." Erhuo said, "I guess he doesn't know. Lao Tan probably doesn't even bother to tell him about this kind of thing."

Xiao Zhao became anxious and said, "That won't work. Don't unload the goods."

The second-rate guy was more anxious than she was and shouted: "Sister-in-law, please don't embarrass us. If I can't do this well, I will be kicked to death by Lao Tan when I go back."

The second-rate guy thought for a moment and said, "By the way, sister-in-law, you can either go and call the instructor."

"Which instructor?"

"Zhang Chen."

Xiao Zhao said okay, then don't move here, I'll make a call.

Xiao Zhao said and went to the back street. When she arrived at the shop, she detained Zhang Chen. After a while, Zhang Chen called back. Xiao Zhao told him the matter. Zhang Chen was shocked when he heard it. Say Xiao Zhao, just wait in the shop and I will call you later.

Zhang Chen hung up the phone and went to Mr. Tan's office to ask Mr. Tan. Mr. Tan said without raising his head, "Yes, I asked the second-hand guy to do it. I told him that he wouldn't pick one." Stack up the junk and send it over?

"Brother, this, I really can't have this." Zhang Chen was anxious.

"I'm not giving it to you, I'm giving it to my brother and sister." Mr. Tan raised his head, looked at Zhang Chen and asked, "I want to give my brother and sister some furniture, do I need your permission first?"

"No, brother, this..." Zhang Chen was a little incoherent, "We live like this now, it's quite good."

"That's what you said? There's just one more bed and a few more stools than the main road. If you were alone, I wouldn't bother to care about you!"

Mr. Tan cursed. After the scolding, his tone became more tactful: "Don't even think about it. Now that you are two people, you have a family. This family should be like a family. Do you understand? I'm a girl." I don’t covet your glory and wealth, but you can’t bully others either, do you understand?”

Zhang Chen could only nod his head and said to Mr. Tan, "I understand."

"Is there anything else?"

Zhang Chen shook his head.

"Then go ahead." Mr. Tan said.

Zhang Chen walked back to his office and made a call to the store. The person who answered the phone was Xiao Zhao. Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao said, "I can't help it. I went to see my elder brother and was scolded by him. Why don't you let me go?" Let them move."

Xiao Zhao said "Oh" and when he was about to hang up, he remembered and said to Zhang Chen: "You and Zhuangzi should come back early. I bought a gas stove and I will cook you some authentic Sichuan food tonight."

Zhang Chen said okay, don’t work too hard.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Zhao returned to Yilin's house and saw that everything on the truck had been moved to the yard. The second-hand gang was upstairs, moving their old furniture from the room to the corridor.

When Xiao Zhao saw it, he couldn't help but shake his head. Why should he make a call? This person disagreed. They had already decided that asking him to make a call was just to find an excuse to distract himself.

As Xiao Zhao went upstairs, he felt funny in his heart. This brother is really like a robber when he gives away things. Whether you want it or not, I will give it to you first.

Xiao Zhao smiled and felt warm in her heart. She thought that from yesterday to today, the people she met were so nice, whether it was the pole, the eldest brother, or the landlord Yilin's mother, including Wenwen Qianqian next door, and This second-rate guy upstairs.

Xiao Zhao walked upstairs. Er Guo and the others had already moved everything out and were laying rubber sheets on the floor. Seeing Xiao Zhao, Er Guo asked with a wicked smile: "Sister-in-law, have you asked the instructor? You lied and got scolded by him?"

"How do you know?" Xiao Zhaoqi asked.

"Haha, how could I not know? As soon as my uncle Tan raised his butt, I knew what he was going to fart."

As Erguo said, not only Xiao Zhao, but also the workers working inside started laughing.

The idiot pointed at them and cursed: "You guys, you guys, don't go to Mr. Tan to learn how to talk, or I won't let you go."

"If you block our mouths with cigarettes, we won't talk anymore," someone shouted.

"You idiot, you're laying the floor, and you still want to smoke? You'll smoke later!" the idiot scolded.