Yang Weimin did not feel any excitement after he first shut Qin Huiru out and then tricked Yi Zhonghai into becoming a cripple. Instead, he felt a little vexed.
Previously, he had always been a lone wolf in the courtyard, lowering his sense of presence. However, it seemed that sometimes being a lone wolf was more prominent. For example, Yi Zhonghai had come to find him because Yang Weimin ignored him.
Yang Weimin felt a little helpless. It wasn't like the male protagonist of a novel would look down on the rich lady, and then the rich lady would fall for it and think that the male protagonist was very special.
Why was a man like Yi Zhonghai so calculative? Wasn't it better to mind your own business?
As for "White Lotus" Qin Huairu, Yang Weimin would hide as far as he could. He knew how good Qin Huairu was at sucking blood.
Silly Zhu had never been able to escape Qin Huiru's clutches. He had the chance to marry a wife, but Qin Huiru had ruined it on purpose.
Yang Weimin was a high-quality stock right now, and Jia Dongxu was still doing fine. However, once he died, Qin Huairu might not choose Silly Zhu. Yang Weimin, who had once pursued her, would definitely be better.
Yang Weimin had to draw a clear line between himself and Qin Huiru first. He had to let Qin Huiru understand that he was a man she could not have. Only a silly person like Silly Zhu was suitable for her to suck blood from.
After the meal, there was no entertainment. Not long after, Yang Weimin washed up and went to bed.
When he first transmigrated, Yang Weimin was really not used to it. In the past, he would sleep at eleven or twelve at the earliest. Especially after reading Fei Lu's novels, he would sometimes be so engrossed that he could sleep until four or five o'clock.
In the end, when she woke up the next day, she was not sleepy. She wanted to continue watching, but her appetite became more and more picky. Occasionally, she would stay up all night when she was engrossed in watching. However, she usually did not go to bed very early.
After all, there was a small group of authors who stayed up late every day to write, so they had to be kind. Occasionally, they would give flowers or something to encourage them, so that those authors would not attack them…
However, after staying here for less than a month, Yang Weimin had developed a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early.
There was no other reason. It was simply too boring. When he was bored, he would feel sleepy. He couldn't read novels, and he had nothing to talk to the birds in the courtyard. He could only do sit-ups and then sleep.
The advantage of going to bed early was that he could wake up naturally and not feel sleepy when he woke up, except for the occasional rooster crowing in the yard.
In the past, Yang Weimin had always thought that the rooster would only crow at daybreak. However, after coming here, he realized that the rooster would crow at night, and it was continuous.
There were a few nights when Yang Weimin wanted to get out of bed and slaughter the chicken, but the chicken was a treasure. It would be troublesome to slaughter it casually, and he didn't want to be a chicken thief.
Yang Weimin missed a toy from the past, the " Screaming Chicken ", a magical tool for relieving stress. Every time he couldn't sleep well because of the crow of the chicken, he wanted to kill the chicken.
Fortunately, there was no rooster crowing tonight, so Yang Weimin slept until dawn.
The first thing he did when he woke up was to complete his daily mission.
"Sign in."
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining 30 catties of fresh oranges, a big gift bag of milk candy, and 10 sets of snake potato chips.”
After Yang Weimin finished washing up, he took out a fresh orange and cut it into four halves. He put a little bit of the two ends into it, then broke it open and ate it.
Unless he didn't have a knife, Yang Weimin liked to cut it open and eat it. It was too troublesome to peel it by hand. If the check-in reward was a pomegranate, Yang Weimin might have left it in the space without moving.
Just like eating watermelons, Yang Weimin liked to buy half of them and eat them directly with a spoon. He didn't like to use a skewer.
There were many varieties of milk candy in the gift bag. In addition to the most popular fruit candy, there were also peanut candy, kaoliang candy, prawn crisp, and white rabbit milk candy.
There were three famous candies in the flower plantation: Yanjing Crisp Candy, Shencheng Milk Candy, and Yuedong Fruit Candy. The candies were very expensive. The cheapest fruit candy cost 2.5 yuan per catty, which was much more expensive than pork.
Crispy candies and White Rabbit Creamy Candies were even more expensive. The people of Yan Jin liked crispy candies more, and children liked fruit candies and creamy candies.
If they could give some candy when they visited relatives, it would make the host's family more proud. They could also instantly become the king of the children, with a bunch of children surrounding them.
Yang Weimin didn't eat more after eating one candy. It seemed that he would gradually lose interest in candy as he got older.
Then, Yang Weimin looked at the Snake Potato Chips and smiled.
Yang Weimin would never put good things like canned food, braised pork, and milk candy in his room. Wouldn't he be waiting for the God Thief Stick to steal them?
However, the Snake Potato Chips were different. This was a prank. Inside the potato chip box was a realistic snake. Yang Weimin took the snake out and placed it on the lowest level of the cupboard.
Usually, he hardly used this layer. He didn't put it on top so that he wouldn't forget. If he didn't scare the stick, it would be funny if he scared himself.
Yang Weimin closed the cabinet door and left for the factory.
What Yang Weimin didn't expect was that he 'coincidentally' bumped into Yan Bugui today. However, a hint of disappointment flashed across Yan Bugui's eyes when he saw him.
Yang Weimin couldn't help but find it funny. This was because he didn't get any advantage from him yesterday and wanted to try his luck again today.
"Good morning, Third Uncle."
"Morning."
"Is Third Uncle waiting for someone?"
"No, I'm not. I'm on my way to school.”
Yang Weimin nodded." I'll be leaving first."”
Yan Bugui watched as Yang Weimin's figure left and muttered," How petty! He didn't even know how to split the good stuff.”
Yesterday morning, Yan Bugui had heard a sound coming from Yang Weimin's bag. At first, he didn't know what it was, but when he arrived at the school, a male teacher carried two bottles of Arctic Ocean and gave one to Ran Qiuye.
Yan Bugui heard the sound of bottles hitting each other again, and then realized that Yang Weimin's large bag was filled with Arctic Ocean. It was obvious that there was more than one bottle.
At first, Yan Bugui really believed what Yang Weimin said about glass bottles for the factory.
Later, when he saw the Arctic Ocean and Yang Weimin worked at the Red Star Rolling Mill, he realized that he had been cheated.
But Yan Bugui didn't point it out. After all, he couldn't ask Yang Weimin directly. He was the Third Master of the courtyard. If others didn't intend to give it to him, he couldn't force it.
So this morning, Yan Bugui was waiting at the entrance of the courtyard, planning to run into Yang Weimin again and then hint to him. Unexpectedly, Yang Weimin was empty-handed today.
When Yang Weimin asked him who he was waiting for, his smile was obviously teasing him.
Yan Bugui made a mental note of this. He planned to get a bottle of Arctic Ocean from Yang Weimin if he had the chance in the future. No, he wanted at least two bottles.
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