After more than ten minutes, Shi Qinghuan returned home, and then she saw that the walnuts she dried at noon were already a little brown, and if she continued in this form, she should be able to dry them thoroughly for another five or six days.

It seems that she has to hurry up and finish processing the walnuts in the space, otherwise the sun will not be so good in late autumn.

So she simply ate dinner and peeled the walnuts in the space.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Shi Qinghuan rubbed her sore wrist, and then she took the unprocessed walnuts back into the space, and then picked up the peeled walnuts and went to the kitchen to wash them.

After she had washed the walnuts, she poured them all into the dustpan and brought it to the balcony to put it on.

Then she went into the kitchen to boil water and take a shower.

An hour later, when Shi Qinghuan took a shower and returned to her room, she saw that it was almost ten o'clock, so she didn't plan to write a story, so she went to bed directly.

The next morning, Shi Qinghuan opened her eyes and looked at the alarm clock, and saw that it was almost seven o'clock, so she immediately lifted the quilt and prepared to get up.

But as soon as she lifted the quilt, she was shivering from the cold, and then she immediately put the quilt back on her body.

"Why did it suddenly get so cold?" Shi Qinghuan, who was shrunk under the quilt, muttered quietly while rubbing his arms with his hands.

It wasn't until her body became warm again that she sat up from the bed, then took out a sweatshirt from the space and put it on, then lifted the quilt and got up, and went to the bathroom to wash.

When she washed up and came out of the bathroom, she only felt that the whole person was not good, because the water was too cold.

It's only the end of September now, and the weather is so cold, if it continues to be cold like this, how will she live in winter?

Just as Shi Qinghuan was in infinite sorrow, she heard a knock on the door, so she went to the door of the room to open it.

When she opened the door, she saw Wang Ailan standing at the door of her house with a piece of clothing, so she asked Wang Ailan, "Aunt Wang, is there anything wrong with you?" ”

"I'm here to deliver you clothes, but it doesn't seem necessary now."

After Shi Qinghuan heard Wang Ailan's words, she looked at the clothes in Wang Ailan's hand, and then she looked at the sweatshirt she was wearing, and couldn't help but feel nervous.

But fortunately, the sweatshirt she is wearing is basic, without any patterns, and the fabric is also cotton, although the style looks new, but it is not too out of line.

So she said to Wang Ailan with a little weakness: "The clothes I am wearing are bought for me by my brother." ”

"The child's vision is good, you look good in this dress, and people look very spiritual."

"I think too, but this dress is too eye-catching to wear out, and I don't plan to wear it out."

"How so? Last year, I saw the female comrades in our research institute wear clothes like yours, but their clothes have patterns, but yours doesn't. ”

"What? There are also people in our research institute who wear clothes like mine? ”

"Yes, what's strange about this, the researchers in our research institute are all from big cities, so it's normal for them to wear new clothes."

Shi Qinghuan was completely relieved after listening to Wang Ailan's words, it seems that the clothes of this era are not the same black, white and gray, nor are they the same cardigans, so she doesn't have to follow the crowd too much in the future, after all, the style of the clothes is really not good-looking now.

However, she still plans to observe and observe first, to see what kind of clothes the female comrades in the research institute usually wear, and then she controls the style within their dressing style, so that she will not be eye-catching, and she can still develop obscenely.

(End of chapter)