CHAPTER 4

The man's lightly pursed lips were gentle and handsome, with a good shape of his lips, without a trace of curvature, Su Yue was lost in thought.

It turned out that he was the maintenance master called by Sister Yang, but this "master" was younger than she thought, and he was a "little master".

Su Yue turned sideways to make way for him, and said with a smile, "Come in, please."

Qiao Jingming nodded slightly, and entered the room sideways.

Su Yue took him to the bedroom and asked him to fix the window first.

Repairing the windows is not a difficult task, the man skillfully took out the tools and began to knock.

Su Yue stood behind him and looked at him for a while, seeing that he was focused and serious, she didn't bother to disturb him.

"I'm going out first, I'll call if something happens."

Qiao Jingming didn't look back, his hands kept moving: "Yes."

In the living room, under the cover of the sack, Su Yue took out a five-kilogram bag of flour from the space. There were words on the flour. In order not to be seen by others and cause suspicion, she also took out a cloth bag from the flea market., put the flour into it.

It took three cloth bags to pour it all out.

The old lady watched from the side as Su Yue scooped up flour on the table, and it sprinkled white like snow. It didn't spill into the bag, but into her heart.

Her eyes were all white, so white, dazzlingly white, so white that it moistened her eyes.

"Here, mother-in-law, I promise you white noodles." Su Yue handed her: "You can take these three bags and put them in the kitchen. You can watch how much steamed buns you want for each meal. I don't know how to cook. But Hide it well, let's eat it secretly, don't be discovered by others."

The old lady took the flour and held it in her arms, trembling, excited, her eyes full of joy, the corners of her mouth were full of smiles, and the brows were dyed with joy, which made her gray hair seem a little darker.

"Okay, okay..." There are steamed buns, and she has steamed buns to eat!

The big white steamed buns are sweet, white and fat, and they are soft when you swallow them. After swallowing them, you will dream of big soft steamed buns when you go to bed at night, like milk dolls running towards her. Don't mention how happy you are!

The old lady looked at Su Yue with a grin, and suddenly took out a key from her trouser pocket and handed it to her.

Su Yue took it in surprise, "Thank you, mother-in-law!"

The old lady smiled and hid the flour in her locked wardrobe. There were not many clothes in that wardrobe, but it was all the food she hid.

Except for the flour that Su Yue gave, there is actually nothing good hidden, but in the eyes of the old lady, the food stored in this cabinet is her "treasure".

The banging sound in the bedroom stopped suddenly, and Qiao Jingming walked out holding the hammer.

Su Yue pursed her lips and smiled, pointing to the bedroom: "Fixed?"

"No, is there a flashlight?" Su Yue's bedroom was backlit, and the dim light made it difficult for him to operate accurately. Just when the flashlight ran out of power, he came out to look for her.

"Yes." Su Yue took out the flashlight from the sack, "Let's go, I'll help you."

The two entered the bedroom again. When they passed the bedside table, Su Yue found that there was a light in the room, and a long light line was hanging in the air.

Turning on the light these days is not to press the switch, but to pull the wire. A long wire falls from the base of the light bulb. If you want to turn on the light, you just pull it, and if you want to turn off the light, you also pull it.

"Isn't there a light here?"

she reaches out.

"Batt-"

Su Yue didn't expect that the light cord in this bedroom would break if she pulled it... She was embarrassed and helpless.

"Ah... this..."

The lights in this room haven't been turned on for hundreds of years? The wires are brittle and snap when pulled.

Seeing this, Qiao Jingming was also slightly stunned, looked up at Su Yue who was awkwardly standing there, and walked over.

Su Yue hastily stepped aside.

Qiao Jingming stood under the light line. Taking advantage of his height, he stretched out his long arm to grab another short line hanging in the air, and gently pulled it down, but there was no response.

His magnetic voice is melodious like a cello, low and mellow, calm: "The light bulb may be broken. Is there a bench? I'll go up and have a look."

"Have."

Su Yue went to the living room and brought the small stool over. The height of about ten centimeters was just enough for him to step on to repair the light bulb.

When inspecting the house yesterday, Su Yue only paid attention to the size and layout of the house, and didn't care about so many details at all. Who knew that there were so many problems after moving in.

Fortunately, it's a small problem, but it doesn't get in the way.

"It's burnt and needs to be replaced."

"Ah? Burned?" Su Yue scratched her head. Because of the close distance between the two, a clean and clear soapy smell poured into her nostrils from his body. She accidentally took a deep breath and took a big gulp.

The lungs were lightly burned.

"En." He responded lightly, and got off the small bench.

Su Yue breathed out and couldn't help but look at him more.

"Should I still have to buy light

bulbs?"

Qiao Jingming glanced at her from the corner of his eye: "I want to buy it."

"Then I'll go buy it, you fix it first." After finishing speaking, he was about to run out the door, and then remembered something: "Forget it, I have a flashlight, you fix the window first, I'll go out and buy it later."

Qiao Jingming nodded without any objection, so Su Yue found the flashlight in the sack in the living room, and the sound of ping, ping, pong, pong resounded throughout the room.

It took a full half an hour to repair the windows of Su Yue's room and the window of the old lady's room. Qiao Jingming then checked the damaged foot of the bed, then stood up, his eyebrows slightly closed.

"I have to find some wood to back it up. It's quite short and shakes a lot. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night."

Su Yue nodded, pushed the wooden bed, and it started to shake with a slight push, and it also had its own creaking sound, which was so noisy.

"correct."

Su Yue gave him the semiconductor radio placed on the round table in the living room, and asked him to repair it if it was broken.

Qiao Jingming was stunned for a moment, and quickly left the room with the radio in his arms, came to the balcony door, and carefully looked at the radio in the sunlight outside.

He poked the button, turned the small rings on both sides of the radio, and said in a clear voice with a little confusion, "Xiaotang didn't tell me that you have a radio here."

It turned out that Sister Yang asked her younger daughter to look for him. Children are very talkative, so of course you can't tell her about such things.

"Then sister Yang asked Xiaotang to call you over because you can repair it, right?"

Qiao Jingming's lips were drawn straight, he looked up at her, and said, "Well, let me see."

Su Yue smiled brightly: "Don't worry just take your time to fix it I'll go out to buy light bulbs first, and then I'll come back with a piece of wood."

"Ok."

The old lady had very little furniture in her house, except for a wooden chair, there was only a small bench left.

The table was full of Su Yue's sundries, and the small bench was too short. Qiao Jingming simply put the radio on the bench, squatted down, and fiddled with the radio attentively. Then he took the screwdriver and pliers from the tool bag......take the radio apart.

After a while, Su Yue saw some fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Before leaving, he went to the kitchen again, took out a glass from the space, rinsed it with water, poured warm water into it, and brought it to him.

" Little master has worked hard, drink some water to quench your thirst."

The man's nostrils fluttered, and he smelled a faint fragrance, which seemed to be coming from her, so his attention shifted from the radio to Su Yue's hands.

As soon as he raised his eyelids, he saw a pair of white hands like porcelain lying in front of him.

Qiao Jingming was obviously stunned, and his eyes slowly moved up to Su Yue's smiling eyes.

As if being pricked by a needle, he felt a secret shudder all over his body.

In the end, the line of sight glides from her creamy white jade-like face, past her straight nose, onto her translucent pink lips, and then to her jade-like knuckles.

Her smile was very sincere, Qiao Jingming wanted to refuse, but raised his arm disobediently, took the glass, and swallowed.

He gulped down the warm water in the cup, and the unfit white shirt was stuck to his arm, where the muscles were tense, Su Yue couldn't help but take another look.

She smiled, then turned and went out to buy light bulbs.

After Su Yue left, Qiao Jingming got up and went to the kitchen to rinse the glass, and finally put it on the stove carefully.

Su Yong, who had just come back from the outside, was sweating profusely, washed her hands, and carried her things to the living room, only to hear the rustling sound of a robot after a while.

Looking up, the old lady had already lifted up the wooden chair and sat beside Qiao Jingming, staring at him fiddle with the radio.

"It was fixed so quickly? You are amazing!"

Both of them turned their heads to look at Su Yong at the same time. Qiao Jingming squatted on the ground, looking at her with joy in his eyes.

"I want to ask, where did you buy this radio?"

Where did you buy it?

Su Yue was stunned, and put the light bulb and wood on the table: "Well... Let me think about it..."

Search memory, if I remember correctly, it should be...

"It seems that my father asked someone to bring it back from abroad."

Sure enough, he didn't expect it.

"Foreign goods?" He reconfirmed.

"Yes." Su Yue nodded.

The old lady was listening very excitedly, just now the radio was saying that next month's Mid-Autumn Festival, each household would have to supply two taels more soybean oil, but she was so happy that Qiao Jingming turned off the radio again, dismantled the After removing the shell, he fiddled with it even more vigorously.

He said a little excitedly: "No wonder I have never seen some parts. The workmanship is very meticulous and exquisite. The most important thing is that there is FM stereo without interference from the antenna!"

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