Chapter 8 How I want to have a private bathroom of my own

Xu is feeling the weight, Jian Xiaoxing's mouth clicked, wiped his mouth with his hand, turned over, and lay on his side, his sleeping face was facing Shen Ze.

Jian Xiaoxing slept peacefully, lying motionless with her long and thick eyelashes, a small strand of hair fell out and rested on the side of her rosy lips, adding a touch of playfulness and sexiness.

Shen Ze realized that he was distracted, hurriedly withdrew his eyes, and continued to go back to read.

Today's books seem to have been enchanted and obscure.

Shen Ze thought to himself, in the end, he was a secret fiancée, and he couldn't be treated like an ordinary subordinate, thinking like this, he was a little relieved.

But when he thought of his mother's sudden change, his heart was like the tide of the sea, revealing a sharp rocky beach.

His father had always regarded him as a hero in a mining accident because of his rescue of people, and in the face of his depressed mother, he was obsessed with work and tried to maintain peace, just so that his mother could use him as a strong backing to regain his strength.

And when his mother regained his strength, the invisible burden on his shoulders was lightened, and another unspeakable sorrow came upon him.

The details of his father's death, he didn't dare to think about before, but now, he has only read the accident report once, but he drilled into his head line by line.

He buried his face in his calloused hands, salty tears streaming from his fingers.

A quarter of an hour later, he raised his head again, his body feeling as if he had been unloaded with a heavy burden.

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In the evening, Jian Xiaoxing suddenly woke up, her big eyes rolled for a long time, and she had a full view of the layout of the house, and it took a long time to recover and make sure that she was still in Shen Ze's room.

Shen Ze was no longer visible, probably out of the desk, the desk he used, a row of books on it was neatly placed.

Jian Xiaoxing raised her hand to look at her watch and found that it was already past four o'clock, probably because she didn't sleep well last night, and she slept a little long this night.

She scrambled to her feet, a men's light green military shirt slipping off her body.

Thinking of the temperament of the owner of the clothes, Jian Xiaoxing folded the clothes and put them on the pillow.

When I went out, I found that Shen's mother was chopping meat filling, probably to make dumplings.

looked around, but didn't find Shen Ze's figure.

"Auntie, Shen Ze is gone?" Jian Xiaoxing approached Chen Xiulian and asked a little puzzled.

"I left early, and the factory called and said that there was something he needed to deal with. He's always like this, every time he comes back, his ass doesn't get hot. Chen Xiulian replied loudly with a smile.

Shen Ze was responsible, afraid that he would not find anyone in the factory, so he installed a phone at home not long ago, and the initial installation fee cost 1,500 yuan, and the factory reimbursed half of it.

"So what can I do to help?"

"No, just sit there and chat with me."

The stuffing is almost chopped, and it will be time to roll out the dumplings and wrap the dumplings.

Jian Xiaoxing sat on the wooden chair next to him and chatted with Chen Xiulian.

Chen Xiulian excitedly told Jian Xiaoxing about the project she inspected, what kind of stall, restaurant, and commissary, she thought it was all good.

Jian Xiaoxing agrees with this very much, in this era, as long as you are bold and have enough capital, you can do anything better than going to work to make money.

It's just that many people still cling to the concept of iron rice bowls, and not many people agree with the precarious small business.

"Auntie, what you said is good, depending on your existing conditions, if you have enough money, it is good to open a restaurant, and your food is good." Jian Xiaoxing analyzed.

"It's similar to what I thought, opening a dumpling restaurant and cooking home-cooked food, there must be a lot of people coming."

Obviously, Annette Chen also has this plan.

"What do you need to help you, just say, you know my office phone. When the hotel opens, I'll help you advertise. ”

"That's a good idea, you can help me try it when the time comes. Write me a note from your office phone number, and my memory is getting worse and worse. ”

The two chatted for a while about opening a restaurant, which was very speculative.

"Hyosung, I see that the relationship between you and Zeze is still not close enough, he is an elm pimple, you should take the initiative a little more. This woman, you still have to find a man to rely on, you can rely on Zeze more in the future. Chen Xiulian changed her words and mentioned Shen Ze.

Jian Xiaoxing's face sank, why did Shen's mother say the same thing as her own mother?

Her mother, who was obviously heartbroken by a man, knew that she could do a good job in business and have no worries about food and clothing, but she still wanted to rely on men.

She was only twenty-six years old, and her mother forced her to go on a blind date as if she was afraid that she would not be able to get married.

She runs a medium-sized decoration company by herself, and she has a small career, and the man she goes on a blind date earns less than him, and the key is that she always stares at the waiter's ass, which is very scummy.

Anyway, she doesn't have that much desire for men.

She wanted to refute Shen's mother, but in view of her current identity, she didn't say anything in the end, but just said that it was difficult to walk when it was dark, and she had to go back to the factory early.

Chen Xiulian saw her quickly go out of the kitchen, pushed the bicycle, and chased to the door.

"You kid, why are you talking about leaving, it's not too late to leave after eating dumplings! Today's stuffing is mushroom meat, fragrant! ”

Jian Xiaoxing paused, as if the aroma of dumplings had penetrated into his nose, and swallowed his saliva, "No, auntie, next time, I'll eat again." ”

This time with Shen's mother, Jian Xiaoxing felt that he was becoming more and more familiar with her, and had a feeling that he had been with her for a long time.

After a bumpy ride from the family area, Jian Xiaoxing spent forty minutes and finally rode back to the factory.

When she returned to the dormitory in the four-person room, she felt that there was no place that was completely her own.

How she would love to have her own set of houses, and a private bathroom.

At this moment, the rest of the dormitory was not there, and she could enjoy a moment of peace.

She took out the old high school textbook from the cloth bag, and the textbook was still an old textbook from the seventies, which was turned out from home and used by the original owner a few years ago.

She should have asked Jian Xia to find out her textbook, hers was up to date.

One night, Jian Xia didn't come back, probably sleeping at home.

The next day, Jian Xiaoxing started the day's work by cleaning up Shen Ze's office.

Unexpectedly, Director Xue rearranged the work of checking alcohol consumption in the dormitory, requiring a team of two, each group responsible for two buildings.

Ms. Jian and another colleague were in charge of buildings four and five, but the colleague said strongly that she was in charge of four.

Gotcha, things are back to square one.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, the night shift workers go to work, and the middle shift workers go back to the dormitory.

What Jian Xiaoxing wants to check is whether the person who gets off work at this point is going to sleep obediently after coming back.

Take a quick shower in the bathhouse, and the obedient and honest workers will be able to lie down in bed after half an hour.

The other buildings were quiet, but the five buildings were still brightly lit and noisy.

Jian Xiaoxing walked alone in the corridor, and the iron flashlight he was holding was useless at all.

"Don't make any noise, turn off the lights and go to bed."

Jian Xiaoxing checked the dormitory one by one, and reminded him by the way.

In the past, when she was in college, she hated the teacher the most, but now, she has become the person she hates.