The Age of Rebirth: Being spoiled and crying after marrying a retired veteran

Chapter 121 Objects

Shiye didn't close the car door when he got out just now.

This time it was seen rightly.

"Ahem, cough, cough, this is my boss, Brother Zhou. You can just call me Brother Zhou. The one with the prettiest appearance is my sister-in-law. They are all very nice."

The lesbian's face was red and swollen, and she was a little embarrassed, but she held on. When she heard this, she tried her best to smile: "Brother, I should be older than you, I am 28 this year."

"Hey, Sister Zhao, she's really older than us, but it doesn't matter. I'm older than Brother Zhou, but Brother Zhou is more capable, so we all call him brother." Shi Ye didn't feel embarrassed at all to be led away by his younger brother.

He felt that Zhou Xiaoyuan was a real and capable person, so he felt more at ease working with him.

"Brother Zhou, this is Sister Zhao Qingju. Her mother is sick and she is rushing to the provincial capital. Can you give her a ride? She is willing to give me one dollar."

Zhou Xiaoyuan glanced lightly and said: "There is no extra space in the car, you can figure it out yourself."

Zhou Xiaoyuan does not stop employees from finding opportunities to earn extra money, as long as they don't delay their usual work and arrive on time, otherwise they will be dealt with according to regulations.

When Shiye heard this, he happily responded: "Brother Yuan, let Sister Zhao sit in the passenger seat, and I'll squeeze in the car behind."

One dollar.

He could take it back, which would be enough for his wife to live for three days, and he could also buy a pound of meat. Shi Ye didn't mind suffering a little now.

Zhou Xiaoyuan's face turned dark.

If this kid had known he was so dishonest, he should have given him money to lie on the bed in the back and let the co-pilot go to Xiaoyao.

Although with a dark face.

Zhou Xiaoyuan still asked Zhao Qingju to come up.

When she sat firmly, Zhou Xiaoyuan said: "Xiao Yao, are you lying down? I'm going to drive."

"Okay, Brother Yuan, let's go." Qiao's face was turned away from him again. Her face was hot and she was still a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, Zhao Qingju, a lesbian, sat up. If Shi Ye made her even more embarrassed.

"Okay." Zhou Xiaoyuan smiled, stepped on the accelerator and continued to drive forward.

He would try to drive to the provincial capital before ten o'clock tonight.

Qiao was bored for a while, and finally recovered. She turned around and saw sweat on Zhou Xiaoyuan's forehead, and then realized that the small fan in the car was basically blowing towards her, and Zhao Qingju was also very satisfied. She was sweating profusely, but apparently Zhao Qingju didn't mind it. She had a sad face and didn't even notice the fan or heat problem.

Qiao quietly turned the fan to Zhou Xiaoyuan again and wiped his sweat again.

"Sister Zhao, you are very hot, don't you? Do you have a handkerchief? If you don't mind it, can I give you one?"

At this time, everyone was reluctant to use luxury goods like toilet paper. Even straw paper only came into ordinary people's homes in the mid-80s. Now they use simple things like handkerchiefs.

Zhao Qingju was awakened from her thoughts. She shook her head gently and smiled kindly at Qiao again: "No, little girl, thank you, I'm not hot."

"Oh." Seeing that she didn't want it again, Qiao took it back. She wasn't used to talking to strangers, so she was about to lie down and rest for a while to continue drawing the design.

Zhao Qingju took the initiative to talk to her.

"Little girl, you don't look very old, why... you just got married. It should be a good marriage arranged by your family."

Qiao blinked again: "Sister Zhao, I'm not young anymore, I've grown up long ago, you say Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan is the one I fall in love with, and others are fine."

(End of this chapter)