After the sound stopped, Li Chu slowed down for a long time before recovering.

Open the warehouse and see if there is anything good this time.

In the open space in the middle of the warehouse, the most common things are canned foods, milk powder, a bunch of cash and various tickets, and the essential yellow croaker.

I sorted out all these things and put them in my respective boxes, and finally a book was left.

Li Chu picked up the book with excitement, and when he saw the cover, his heart immediately became cold.

English skills experience, learn it immediately after opening it, and is only for personal use.

It’s not that English skills books are not good, as long as they are skills books, there is nothing bad, how can it be bad if you open the book and you can fill up your skills? The problem is that English is not practical now, and he dares not use it even if he knows it.

Li Chu and the others learned Russian when they were in school. Now you suddenly know English. Where did you learn it? Do you have any secrets that you cannot tell? Have you had an affair with foreign affairs?

Alas, he looked at the skill book in his hand and sighed secretly.

Let’s find some time to learn it. If you have more skills, you won’t be too strong. But you must pay attention in the future and never show that you understand English.

Their medical school has subscribed many foreign journals, and there are many in the hospital's library, including German, English, Russian, etc.

However, these books are basically understood by those who have study abroad experience, and only those who read them.

Doctors who have never studied before read the translation after they have been released.

When Li Chu read those Russian journals, he could basically understand the meaning, but there were many professional words that he couldn't understand.

Keep this English skill, take some time to learn it, and pay attention not to reveal it in front of others in the future.

Putting the book in the warehouse, Li Chu opened the box where he put the cash again.

I haven't noticed it before, but I just remembered that there is still a lot of money for the second set of money here. Now the exchange time has passed and I can't use it at all.

I sorted out all the second set of money separately, including three yuan, five yuan and ten yuan, which are combined, a total of about one thousand yuan, and other small-degree money can continue to be used.

It’s impossible to collect this money if you don’t want to collect it. Forty years later, I don’t know how much the money can be worth, so I will keep it for my son and daughter.

The money he has good quality, basically 90% new, I believe it should be exchanged a lot by then.

The rest are the third set. After counting about it, there are nearly 30,000 yuan left, and the lid is closed.

Li Chu ignored the money anymore, and he had no place to use it now.

Now, it is impossible for their family to use the salary of two people alone. Ding Qiunan doesn't know how much he has saved, and he has never asked.

He opened the box containing the tickets again. He just found out that he had given him a lot of coal tickets this time, so he didn't have to ask his brother-in-law to find someone to issue coal tickets for him this year.

There are actually gasoline tickets and diesel tickets. I don’t know what to do with this thing. Does the system think he can drive a car?

Let’s put all the tickets that can be used at home at home. If you don’t have them, keep putting them in the warehouse to eat dust.

After sorting out the gains from signing in this time, Li Chu's mind retreated from his mind. Overall, it was pretty good. At least he gave him a skill book, although he couldn't use it for the time being.

Li Chu, who was in a good mood, raised his feet on the table, shook his head and hummed a song for a while, and saw that it was ten minutes left before getting off work. He took out the lunch box from the cabinet under the table and prepared to go to the cafeteria to get food.

After lunch with his wife in the cafeteria, the two returned to the clinic together.

Ding Qiunan put the clean lunch box back into the cabinet under the table, and looked up and saw the letter that Li Chu threw there casually on the table.

"Hey, Li Chu, someone else is writing to you." Ding Qiunan picked up the letter: "Why is it mine?"

"Ah, I forgot that Mr. Zhang gave it to me in the morning communication room. I originally wanted to send it to you at that time, but I didn't see that you were a lot of people."

Ding Qiunan looked at the address on the envelope and said in confusion: "I don't know the people there because I sent it from Quanshui City."

Li Chu walked behind Ding Qiunan and hugged her, put his chin on her shoulder, and joked: "Did anyone write a love letter to you?"

"Pa" As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Qiunan took the letter and patted his head back.

"What are you talking about? I don't know the people over there." Ding Qiunan put the letter on the table again, pressed her husband to sit on the chair, and then she sat on his lap and snuggled in his arms.

"You open it and take a look."

Li Chu looked down at his wife who was lying in his arms: "Why don't you open your letter?"

"Didn't you say that this is a love letter written to me by someone? Then you can open it yourself to see if it is."

"Oh, I'm joking with you."

"It's okay, look, I'm a little tired, let me lean in your arms for a while." As he said that, Ding Qiunan put his little face on her husband's chest and half-squinted his eyes.

"Then I'll take you to bed and sleep?"

"Wait until you go over, open the letter first and see what it is."

Li Chu picked up the letter on the table: "Then I really tore it apart."

"Oh, hurry up, let's see it."

"Hiss" Li Chu tore open the envelope and poured out the strange-shaped letter paper stacked inside.

"Hmm? What's here?"

Hearing her husband's muttering, Ding Qiunan broke away and looked at his hand.

Li Chu held the envelope in his left hand, the other hand held the letter paper poured out of the envelope, and there were some white powder-shaped objects in his hand.

"What is this, flour?"

Li Chu put the letter paper and envelope on the table. He was about to put his hand in front of his nose and smell what these pink things were. Why did these things appear in the envelope? Suddenly, he thought of some things his father had told him before, and hurriedly raised his right hand.

"Wife, come down from my lap quickly and don't touch the letters and the flour on the table."

Ding Qiunan was inexplicably made by her husband's actions, but she still obediently got off his legs.

"What's wrong with Li Chu?"

"I'll tell you later, is there a duty at the Western Pharmacy at noon?"

"Yes, why are you asking this?"

"Wife, let me explain it later. You can go to the Western Pharmacy to get two bottles of salt water."

Ding Qiunan did not ask any more, and opened the door and went to the outpatient hall as her husband told him.

Li Chu looked at the letter on the table with a complicated expression. He hoped that he was thinking too much.

Soon Ding Qiunan ran back with two bottles of salt water.

Li Chu walked to the basin shelf and said, "Wife, open the bottle and pour it on my hand."

At this time, Ding Qiunan also reacted. She looked at her husband's hand and then at the letter on the table. She spoke with a hint of tremolo: "Li Chu, are you saying that the flour noodles are poisonous?"
Chapter completed!