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Chapter 402: That year I put my hands in my pockets(3/5)

This is the new house when Yan Jiecheng was "first marriage", which is not very good.

Yu Li used to clean up her clothes, but she still looked like she was.

Now that the two brothers have lived there for two months, they can't see what they were like.

"What kind of house is this!"

Ge Shuqin shook the bag in her hand and pouted, saying, "It's just a little bigger place, both of them feel crowded when they stand. How can they stay!"

Of course Ge Shuqin was unhappy, it was far from the small courtyard that Yan Jiecheng rented for her.

There is a house with a unique courtyard there, she can walk around and play casually.

Yan Jiecheng covered his wife's mouth and advised, "Oh my aunt, just let me go."

"How can I just let it go!"

Ge Shuqin is about to cry now. Yesterday, this was the place where my brother-in-law lived, so she didn't come to see her.

It wasn't a good place at first, and I thought my two brothers could live in a spacious place, but I didn't expect it to be so narrow.

"The rear window is broken, and the front window is not light. We are going to live in a cellar!"

Although Yan Jiecheng didn't know what the cellar was, he could understand his wife's complaints.

He also knows how to talk, and uses the words Ge Shuqin persuaded him just now to persuade Ge Shuqin.

"Everything is for the "children" and everything for the "children"!"

"Hmph~Yeah~"

Ge Shuqin pouted and stomped her feet, and hummed in dissatisfaction.

Seeing his wife's tears in tears, Yan Jiecheng's heart was about to break.

"Then open the rear window and I'll find someone to rebuild the kang."

"Repaint, lay the floor with bricks, and bring two more cabinets over"

"I'll take another box for you!"

Yan Jiecheng coaxed Ge Shuqin and made guarantees in the same way. Finally, he discussed and asked, "Do you think this is OK?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The rear window was not closed before, because Yan Fugui is very concerned and is afraid that it will be unsafe for his daughter-in-law to be alone at home with a rear window.

But now Ge Shuqin is not afraid, but Yan Jiecheng is not afraid.

After getting married last year, the house was like a steamer, but it made Yu Li very angry.

It's not warm in winter, and it's so cold again.

Ge Shuqin and Yan Jiecheng came to the capital to enjoy their fortunes, not because she was suffering. She didn't learn from Yu Li and suffered this.

Even if Yan Jiecheng said so much, she would still be a hard time for a while when she hired people, and would not be a hard time for a lifetime to encourage herself.

Her words were a car crash with Lao Biaozi, who was a life lecturer.

"People will suffer for a while, not for a lifetime!"

"Thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi!"

"I put my hands in my pockets that year, so poor that I didn't know what the opponent was!"

"But look at me again now, who would have thought that Li Wenbiao could make a living by himself!"

At this moment of breakfast, Lao Biaozi was painting big cakes for Thirteen Taibao.

Talking about how promising waste recycling is, and talking about reuse of resources is the law of scientific development.

Taking him as an example of collecting broken wood to sell furniture, Thirteen Taibao admired him a little.

Because Lao Biaozi didn't say who came up with the idea, he pressed it on himself.

Li Xuewu, Da Lao and others all smiled and watched Lao Biaozi brag. This was a reserved scene for eating.

Lao Biaozi was like playing with a monkey, either saying this or encouraging that.

Li Xuewu looked at him like the psychopaths in later generations who held motivational morning meetings.

With this kind of eloquence, I will never be hungry in later generations.

Go to be a life tutor and teach those micro-businesses success.

Li Xuewu believes that he will also say the bullshit saying that he will give the traitor five million to the backhand.

Once again, I'm not better than this master who fights because there are no chicken legs in the lunch box~

Just as Lao Biaozi's current style, it seems that what he collects is not junk, but arms.

Li Xuewu and his wife sat at one end of the table, still far from the Thirteenth Taibao.

Shen Guodong raised his eyebrows and whispered to Li Xuewu sitting opposite him: "He didn't have this before."

Erhaier smiled and lowered her head and said, "Maybe the condition has worsened."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha"

“Cool and cool”

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough"

There is nothing in your mouth, and the laughter is hehe, and the laughter is cool, and the laughter is choking.

Erko'er is a cold-faced assassin. He doesn't like to talk, but just say a word, he can poke a hole in the lung tube.

Lao Biaozi also saw that the people at the end of the table were not listening carefully.

I don't know what I'm talking about, but I must be making fun of myself.

But he had no choice, because there were either worshipers or shareholders, and there were also capital bosses.

But he doesn't care, he doesn't care about face, he doesn't care about face, he never wants face.

After a few people laughed, Li Xuewu asked to Ye Erye who was sitting aside, “Second Master, do you know the master who can frame it?”

“Framed?”

The second master was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I know someone, but I haven't contacted him for a long time. I have to go to Liulichang to inquire."

"Then I'll have to ask the second master to go with me today."

Li Xuewu explained when he saw the second master asking, "I got a copy of the characters and needs to be framed and kept."

“Is it very important?”

The second master gave up his bowl and said to Li Xuewu: "If it were ordinary calligraphy and paintings, I could also frame them."

“It’s very important”

Li Xuewu said it very seriously.

The second master also saw Li Xuewu's serious expression. There were many people on the table, so he didn't ask much, just nodded to show that he understood.

After Li Xuewu finished talking to the second master, he said to Yu Li, who was busy filling the porridge for everyone: "Let them fill it by themselves, you have to cook a pot of warm water and use a car later."

"knew"

Yu Li responded readily, put the porridge pot in her hand in the middle of the table, and went to the kitchen to boil water.

She knew that Li Xuewu would go out to frame the character later.

Although she didn't know who wrote it, Li Xuewu kept it properly since he brought it back.

When she was released, she also told her not to touch her and be careful.

She has keys in the cabinet in the backyard, but she has never seen anything inside.

But Li Xuewu was very concerned about this, which made her have to treat it carefully.

After making a decision with the second master, Li Xuewu would have a meal in his arms. There were a lot of things happening today, and it seems that he might not be able to rest now.

Seeing that Li Xuewu didn't say anything, he just kept eating here, which made Lao Biaozi think something was wrong.

The rhythm of the speech was disrupted, and Lao Biaozi was not in the mood to be bullshit anymore. He picked up the cold porridge bowl and started eating.

After breakfast, Li Xuewu wanted to add water to the car, but Huo Yongfang snatched the bucket of water from his hand.

"Brother Wu, we will do this job, you can rest."

Huo Yongfang could speak, and carried the bucket, took the water scoop in Yu Li's hand and started scooping water.

Li Xuewu looked at the boys who wanted to help, and Mo Yongjie, who was with him, was inside.

Seeing Li Xuewu's gaze coming, the boy lowered his head.

"Raise your head"

The name of the Thirteen Taibao is in the middle. Because they are all orphans, the second master gave them a name.

They don’t wear very well, but their names are good, and the second master is also educated.

When he heard Li Xuewu say that he raised his head, he lowered his head here, so he knew that he was talking about himself.

"Wu...Wu Brother"
To be continued...
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