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

Chapter 182 Fans
After he finished speaking, he shook his head and refused: "There is no need for it in the maintenance team."

"Why?" Qiao was a little discouraged again. She originally wanted to surprise the other party, but her intuition was not very good, so she asked tentatively. Who knew that she refused when she opened her mouth, and Qiao was a little unhappy.

Sensing her emotions, Zhou Xiaoyuan rubbed his head with his hand and said, "Don't be unhappy, I know you love me."

Qiao felt better now, raised his eyes and blinked: "Then why did you refuse?"

"I didn't even refuse your kindness."

"Xiao Yao, you didn't consider a practical problem. There are so many people in the maintenance team, and one fan alone is not enough, and it is impossible for me to use it alone. Let others watch."

"What's more..." Zhou Xiaoyuan frowned and got to the point: "In order to complete the mission, we have not been in any harsh environment. This is nothing, it can't even compare to a little bit."

"Besides, compared to adding a fan, it's more practical to pay more."

"I don't care, I'm going to give you a fan. We can use it together when we finish our work and eat." After hearing this, Qiao refused again just because of his hard-working temperament, and immediately refused.

"Xiao Yao..."

Zhou Xiaoyuan was helpless: "You are good."

"Who said I was good?" Qiao's eyes flashed with a cunning light again. She also had her own temper, but she couldn't let him control it.

Zhou Xiaoyuan was so attracted by her arrogant little appearance that he never looked away. His eyes shone with a dark light, but he didn't say anything else.

After sending this batch of clothes to the factory, tell Zhao Qingju to put the things in the warehouse and put them away.

Qiao turned around again and pulled Zhou Xiaoyuan towards the department store.

The two of them hadn't walked together like this for a long time.

On the road I met a shop selling iced mung bean soup.

Zhou Xiaoyuan walked over and bought a glass, handed it to Qiao and said, "Xiao Yao, drink it first. Give it to me if you can't finish it."

Qiao has a small appetite, and the things sold at this time are solid and cheap. This cup of mung bean soup can be filled in an enamel cup, and Qiao can finish half of it, which is considered good.

"Okay." Qiao happened to be too hot again, so he drank a lot to feel comfortable, and gave the remaining half to Zhou Xiaoyuan.

"Do you two need to buy an electric fan or a refrigerator?" the receptionist in the department store asked with a smile on his face.

Qiao saw the refrigerator next to her again and couldn't help but look at it a few more times. Living in an era where refrigerators have been around for a long time, she was somewhat unaccustomed to it this summer.

For example, there is never any leftover food at home, and the leftover food is almost inedible for the second meal.

Even for pickles, you have to control the amount you take out when eating them.

The most painful thing is that there is no ice.

Although Qiao Youyou was not used to it, she didn't feel any discomfort. Anyway, Brother Yuan took care of the leftovers, which solved her problem of not being wasteful and having a small appetite.

"I'll buy an electric fan."

"This is the Tongbaishan electric fan." Looking at this familiar fan brand that has been used for 20 years, Qiao decisively chose it again.

"Comrade, pay here," the waiter said.

There are not many customers who can afford electric fans, and very few are as decisive as Qiao.

When buying large items, there are dedicated people in the mall who are responsible for transporting them. Qiao and Zhou Xiaoyuan took a ride on the tricycle again.

Joe then asked the delivery man to send it directly to the maintenance team.

"Yes, that's right here." Joe jumped off the tricycle again.

(End of this chapter)