Chen Weiguo walked to the front of his room. He Yuzhu threw him a cigarette and smiled.
"Brother made a good meal. Come to my room to eat. Isn't it lonely to eat alone?”
Chen Weiguo thought that He Yuzhu was just being polite with him. He did not expect that He Yuzhu would really drag him to dinner.
"Brother Zhu Zi, did you really make my share?”Chen Weiguo had just finished eating melon seeds. His mouth was dry and he couldn't smoke, so he put the cigarette in his ear.
"I ate too much at noon. If you prepared meat, I really can't eat it.”
He Yuzhu said," It's so boring to eat meat in the middle of the night. I'm sure you'll feel comfortable eating my food."”
Chen Weiguo nodded." I have millet porridge in my room. This is the main dish!”
"That's good! You even saved me food!" He Yuzhu smiled, turned around, and returned to the house. She brought out the two dishes that were heated in the pot.
The two of them ate in He Yuzhu's room.
He Yuzhu prepared two dishes. One was steamed baby cabbage, and the other was garlic green vegetables. One was yellow and the other was green. The colors were fresh and delicious, and they looked comfortable.
Coupled with the millet porridge that Chen Weiguo had made, the two of them drank a cup of wine and felt very comfortable.
After the meal, Chen Weiguo found a conversation and returned to his room.
Xu Damao's words today reminded him that it was indeed unsafe to have so many old things piled up in his house.
As the saying went, one was not afraid of thieves stealing, but they were afraid of thieves thinking about it.
In this day and age, even a young boy like the stick could open the lock, let alone others. It could be said that they could not even do the most basic protection function.
The stick had entered his room a few times before, but fortunately, he wasn't home. He didn't know about this. What if he suddenly came home one day and happened to bump into the stick stealing in his room? What if this kid had an iron rod or blade in his hand?
Then he would be in danger!
Under special circumstances, people might do something!
Fortunately, he had the interspatial ring now. He did not have to worry about these messy things in the future.
Chen Weiguo was prepared to put everything in his room into his space except for daily necessities.
He went to the storeroom first. There was a layer of newspapers under the storeroom, and there were two horizontal rows of rice noodles stacked side by side on the paper, almost reaching the roof.
In the other corners of the storeroom, there were all kinds of scattered food and dry goods.
Chen Weiguo glanced at it and summoned the space in his mind. He opened his hand and waved at the storage room.
The supplies in the storage room, including the newspapers on the ground, were all stored in the space.
He entered the storage space and saw that the storage room was filled with items. It only took up about one-tenth of the space on the shelf.
He didn't dare to imagine how many resources would be needed to fill up the countless shelves in the space.
Chen Weiguo kissed the ring happily.
When he was about to go back to his bedroom to sleep, an unclear footprint on the ground attracted all his attention.
The footprint was very small. It was obvious that it belonged to a child. The footprint was originally covered by a corner of a newspaper. Now that Chen Weiguo had put everything into the space, the footprint was exposed to Chen Weiguo's vision.
Good heavens, this brat was quite meticulous in preparing for the aftermath of stealing.
More than half of his room was filled with flour, and the floor was all cement. If it was stained with flour, it would be easy to leave footprints.
The stick terrier must have taken his things and left first, then wrapped his shoes and returned to his room to clean up the footprints.
The footprints under the newspaper were probably left behind by accident when he was high enough. The newspaper covered the back, so he did not see them when he was cleaning up. That was why he left evidence.
Chen Weiguo wished that he had a phone in his hand so that he could keep the evidence in front of him. It was not because he wanted to expose the gangster for stealing his things. He simply wanted to hold the gangster in his hand so that the Old Merchant's family would not frame him one day.
Chen Weiguo thought for a moment, then took out the newspaper and continued to cover the original place to cover the footprints.
He had to keep this evidence!
When he was free, he would go out and buy a camera.
He remembered that there were already cameras in this era, the most primitive ones that used film.
After tidying up the storage room, Chen Weiguo returned to the bedroom.
His bed was an old object, probably left behind by the former owner of the courtyard house. It looked like it was in the style of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, at least a hundred years old.
The wood of the wooden bed was red to black, and there were wooden shelves at the four corners. The wooden shelves were carved with delicate hollowed-out mandarin ducks.
There was a wooden footstool under the bed. The stool was very big, almost equivalent to a single bed.
It was said that in that era, when the masters of the wealthy families slept on the bed, the servant girls and servants who kept watch for them would sleep on this footstool to facilitate the master's orders.
Corrupted, really corrupted.
Chen Weiguo shook his head. If only he could find someone to serve him!
It was a pity that in a socialistic society, doing such things would be considered petty capitalists, and it would go against the spirit of the working people.
Chen Weiguo pulled open the secret compartment at the head of the bed and put the tickets and money hidden inside into his interspatial ring.
He didn't even know how much money and tickets he had, so he didn't even know if the meme had been stolen.
He sighed again. Fortunately, he had the interspatial ring. Otherwise, he might not even know that he had been sucked dry by the Old Merchant's family!
As soon as he put the money note in, Chen Weiguo noticed a few rows of thin golden words appearing in the corner of his interspatial ring.
The amount written on it was RMB 362.78. 80 catties of rice, 60 catties of noodles, cigarettes (10 packets of Da Qianmen),(2 packets of peony cigarettes),(5 packets of panda cigarettes)…
The interspatial ring tidied up the notes that he had thrown in.
Chen Weiguo wanted to take out a pack of tickets for the Big Front Gate. As soon as he thought about it, a ticket for the Big Front Gate appeared in his hand, and the data displayed in the spatial ring automatically changed to (Big Front Gate Nine Pack).
This was equivalent to carrying a bank with him!
Chen Weiguo had a very strong aura and was very generous when dealing with others. He had never liked to count the money. He had always spent as much as he had until he had spent all the money in his pocket.
Although he was carefree, he was still muddle-headed. That was why he often missed the future of WeChat and AliPay.
Now that the interspatial ring had given him a clear account of the money in his pocket, he no longer had to count the money and tickets one by one in the future…comfortable!
Chen Weiguo walked around again and stuffed all his clothes and clothes into the space.
Now, no matter where he went, as long as he had the ring on him, he would be carrying the entire storage room and all his personal belongings.
Even if he was thrown into the Sahara Desert, he could live a year without pain.
No, that was not right. They were still short of supplies like drinking water.
He still hadn't figured out what the golden pond in his interspatial ring was for.
The golden water was like melted gold. He didn't dare to drink it.
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