put aside Yuan Changming's question first, and the two rode home on a battery car first.

When he got home, Liao Mingfei began to pack his things.

Fan's mother already knew that he was going home, and wrapped a large bag of steamed buns and dumplings made by herself and stuffed them for him, "Your mother hasn't come back yet, if you are lazy to cook these days, you can come here to eat, you take these, and you don't have to be hungry when you don't want to run over on a cold day." “

Liao Mingfei was very embarrassed, "It's enough to trouble my aunt on weekdays, but now I'm going to leave and trouble you, I'm really embarrassed." It's hard enough for you to make so many things, so it's better to keep it at home and eat it slowly. “

Fan's mother was already stuffing it into his bag, "If you want to take it, you can take it, and be polite to your aunt." I'm retired now and I'm at home every day, so it's okay to make something to eat. “

Liao Mingfei really couldn't refuse, so he had to take it, but he grimaced, "There are so many, I can't finish eating them until the end of the year." “

"If you can't finish eating, eat slowly." Mother Fan watched with satisfaction as he put things away, "Do you want to help?" “

"No, no," Liao Mingfei stuffed all the clothes into his bag with three or two clicks, "It's just a few clothes, and there's nothing troublesome." “

After turning around twice to see that he really didn't need any help, Fan's mother said politely, "Come and play if it's okay." “

"Okay, thank you, Auntie."

Fan's mother went out just now.

Fan Xiaoyi saw that there was nothing wrong with him here, and was about to turn around and go out. Liao Mingfei grabbed her.

Fan Xiaoyi turned around in surprise, thinking that something was wrong with him, but his lips were suddenly gagged.

Fan Xiaoyi was so frightened that she looked back reflexively, and her mother had obviously walked out, and she didn't notice what he had done at all.

One of her hearts was just a little back in her stomach, but she couldn't help glaring at him fiercely. This man is always so bold!

Liao Mingfei pursed his lips and smiled like a cat that had stolen a fishy fish, and while cleaning up his things, he actually hummed a song. Squinting his eyes and looking at Fan Xiaoyi, who was blushing like a boiled prawn, he was overjoyed.

Fan Xiaoyi was so angry that she reached out and twisted him.

Liao Mingfei pretended to squeeze his eyebrows and make a strange look to beg for mercy.

Seeing her hateful expression, Liao Mingfei secretly laughed so much that his stomach was about to cramp.

It's a pity that I'm going to move out now, and there will be fewer opportunities like this in the future. Liao Mingfei secretly thought to himself, it seemed that he really had to find a way to abduct Fan Xiaoyi to his house.

Seeing Liao Mingfei go out with a large bag, Fan Xiaoyi suddenly felt very lonely.

I used to watch him dangling in front of my eyes every day, and I was annoyed by him. But now that he is gone, she finally feels why she didn't cherish the good times she used to have, blindly hypocritical, and now she can't go back if she wants to.

Seeing that she was stunned, Fan's father came over, "What?" Reluctant? “

Fan Xiaoyi was so frightened that she jumped up, "Dad, why are you here?!" “

Dad Fan was inexplicable, "What time is it, I came back from work early." “

Fan Xiaoyi squeaked and agreed, and ran back to the kitchen to find dinner with a cigarette.

Fan's father felt sour in his heart, no wonder they all say that girls are extroverted, this is not so good, as soon as people leave, they will not give up. If you are going to get married in the future, you will not run away quickly and leave your mother's family behind. No, I have to remind the two of them, I can't just forget about my parents.

Liao Mingfei didn't know that he had tried his best to get Fan Xiaoyi to get it, it was the time when life was full of joy, how did he know that this long march had actually just begun, and there would be countless hurdles waiting for him to cross in the future.

The next day, Fan Xiaoyi rushed to the store early, ready to count things and close the store for the New Year.

This store was originally a husband-and-wife store of the original owner and the proprietor's wife, and the people invited were all working, involving management, and the internal and external affairs were all decided by their husband and wife, and there was no need to ask the store manager to take care of it.

Now that Fan Xiaoyi has taken over, there is no one to help manage it, she has to rely on herself, and she has no management experience herself, so she is really a little powerless. Thinking about it, I look forward to hurrying to the New Year, and when Yuan Changming's wife comes, maybe it will be better.

But that was after the year, and now she still has to rely on herself for these things before the year.

After she took Li Yirong and another male clerk to work all day, she finally finished counting things.

Everyone else is cleaning. When these chores were over, Fan Xiaoyi gathered everyone together and set the eighth day of the new year to open. It's the off-season at this time, and it doesn't make much difference if you open early and later. I asked one by one what arrangements were made at home during the Chinese New Year, and shifts were arranged until the Lantern Festival, and only one person needed to stay every day. Everyone was able to take a few more days off, and everyone was happy.

and each person wrapped a red envelope of 500, and said that he would send a good start on the eighth day of the new year, and he was ready to close the store. This year, if you don't give a year-end bonus, you only give a red envelope of 500 during the New Year, which is really a bit shabby. But now that she has just taken over the store, her finances are tight, and she really can't take out much, so she can only secretly decide in her heart that she must give more tomorrow. It's not easy for everyone to follow her all year long.

She was busy checking the couplets and preparing for the Chinese New Year's Eve, and thinking that tomorrow she would have to prepare small gifts for long-term customers. When all these chores are done, it will be dark. Fan Xiaoyi dispersed, and everyone packed up and prepared to go home for the New Year.

Liao Mingfei hurried over.

Fan Xiaoyi asked him, "Is the cleaning done?" “

Liao Mingfei waved his hand, "I've finished cleaning early." The house was unoccupied all year round, and my mother had already put everything in the cupboard and covered her face with plastic sheeting. I'm just mopping the floor and washing things today. Then he asked, "Are you done cleaning up here?" “

Someone came over next to him, "Xiao Fan, is your boyfriend coming to pick you up?" “

Fan Xiaoyi smiled sweetly, "Yes." “

Liao Mingfei smiled with satisfaction. In the past, when Fan Xiaoyi refused to agree to him, if anyone mentioned a boyfriend to her, she quickly cleared it up faster than a rabbit. Now that she can finally admit it in front of everyone, Liao Mingfei is in a very good mood.

Everyone made fun of her and then dispersed.

Fan Xiaoyi is also ready to turn off the lights and close the store.

Liao Mingfei asked her, "Are you tired?" “

Fan Xiaoyi sighed slightly, "Physically, I'm not too tired, but I'm really not good at management, and I always feel that I can't do anything well." “

"It's okay, you can learn these things slowly." Liao Mingfei helped her pull the scattered sideburns behind her ears, "The key is what route you want to take for your store in the future, how to adapt and develop the market, this is the most critical, and everything else can be done slowly." “

"Hmm." Fan Xiaoyi smiled, "Anyway, it's much better than when I couldn't sell it at the beginning, and I didn't even have money for food." “

Liao Mingfei turned on the power supply of her battery car and asked her to sit in the back, "Don't worry, let's take our time together after the New Year." “

With Liao Mingfei together, Fan Xiaoyi always felt much more confident, and obediently responded, "Hmm." “