House Management Chapter 74: Tofu residue project

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The large floor-to-ceiling windows are made of tempered glass, and the shelves on the side are also made of stainless steel. They are very strong and can be pushed by people.

Yang Ying went on to push hard, and she didn't move even after several pushes.

"Yeah!"

Yang Ying yelled abruptly in excitement, then turned around, rushed to Zhang Yu's body, and yelled again in her mouth, "Send! Send! We're developed this time!"

While speaking, she pressed Zhang Yu's shoulders, her feet pressed hard, jumped up, and directly held Zhang Yu's waist. She hugged Zhang Yu's neck with one hand, beat Zhang Yu's shoulder lightly with one hand, and continued yelling cheerfully in her mouth, "Send! Send!"

Yang Ying often did this action when she was a child. Whenever she was happy, she would jump on Zhang Yu and start yelling.

Seeing Yang Ying's cheerful look, Zhang Yu couldn't help but think of the past. He subconsciously hugged Yang Ying's buttocks with both hands and turned his feet. When he was young, he cooperated with Yang Ying in this way, because at that time as long as the little aunt was happy, he was happy.

Seeing Zhang Yu turning like she did when she was a child, Yang Ying raised her hands and shouted loudly, "Yeah! Yeah! Great! Send it! Send it! This time it’s developed! Yeah!" /

The hair on her head drifted away with Zhang Yu's turning, her arms stretched out like a light dance.

Zhang Yu's turning faster and faster, Yang Ying saw a flower in front of her. At this moment, the man in front of him is no longer the big boy who has grown up and is simple and solid, but has become the one who always bullied herself. , A little boy who always coaxes himself happy.

Yang Ying looked at the little boy in front of her, her face showing sweetness and happiness. As if now, it was not in Zhenhai City at all, but in the countryside.

Finally, Zhang Yu's legs stopped, and Yang Ying leaped forward, and her arms directly hugged Zhang Yu's neck. Immediately afterwards, her face pressed towards Zhang Yu, and a pair of fiery lips slowly and gently glued to Zhang Yu's thick lips.

"Swipe!"

Time seemed to stop in an instant.

I don’t know how long it took, a man’s voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "Is anyone inside?"

As soon as they heard this voice, Yang Ying and Zhang Yu, who were speaking to each other, gave an instant shock. Especially Yang Ying, immediately broke free from Zhang Yu's embrace, her cheeks were already red, she quickly turned around and pretended to stretch out her hand to fix her hair.

Zhang Yu also felt a little embarrassed, but still said: "Someone! Who is it?"

"I'm 902." While speaking, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked in from outside.

It turned out that when Zhang Yu and Yang Ying came in, they went to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows in a hurry, and they didn't close the door. But also, there is really nothing to steal in this house, it doesn't matter whether the door is closed or not.

As soon as the middle-aged man came in, he looked at the large living room and said: "You bought this house? Huh? Are the windows okay?"

"It's okay." Zhang Yu deliberately made an inexplicable look.

"I heard about you pressing the window yesterday. There were always rumors that the window would have to be broken by the wind after only one night. It seems to be a rumor." The middle-aged man said. Turning around and shouting: "Old lady, come in and see, the windows of the house are okay, don't listen to rumors outside."

When the voice fell to the ground, a middle-aged woman who could be fifty years old walked in from outside. The woman carried a vegetable basket in her hand, and looked like she was going to the morning market to buy vegetables.

The woman also looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows for the first time, and then said in a puzzled voice: "It's okay, then how come I always hear people say that this house is a wicked door, or else I can't stay without windows."

"What's wrong? Listening to outsiders' nonsense, I have been suspicious all the time. I have said that this broken building is purely a tofu project, otherwise, the window can be broken. If you make it stronger, it will definitely not break. "The man said grinningly.

Looking at him, it's like giving lessons to his wife again.

Zhang Yu knows that there is something wrong with the house, so you must never talk to the outside world, otherwise, even the future buyer will be suspicious.

So, Zhang Yu deliberately said: "In fact, the quality is not good enough. I checked it yesterday. The inside of the wall is not very reliable. Ten more steel nails were added and the holes were deep. In this way, the floor-to-ceiling windows There will be no problem."

"The same as I thought, it’s the quality problem, and I haven’t encountered anyone who knows how to do it. This little brother saw it. When installing it, take a deeper look and add a few more steel nails. It’s all right now. , You don’t need to listen to the nonsense of those old ladies outside!” The man said to his wife again loudly and boldly.

"Know, I know...Now that it's okay, then I can rest assured..." the middle-aged woman said.

Through their conversation, Zhang Yu also understood. It turns out that this middle-aged woman has always been suspicious. After all, she lives on the first floor, and there is a problem next door. Who can't worry about it. I guess I can't sleep well at night.

Now his husband is to relieve the doubts in his heart, so as to save the wife from thinking about it.

Zhang Yu also helped to clarify a few words and chatted for a while before the couple left and went downstairs to buy groceries.

After the two left, Zhang Yu turned to look at Yang Ying. Yang Ying slowly twisted her body, hung her head, and fiddled with her hands. She looked like Mr. Yang on weekdays, but like a little girl next door.

Seeing the appearance of Little Auntie, Zhang Yu also lowered his head and said embarrassingly: "Little Auntie...just...I suddenly felt like I was back... You have kissed me like this before..."

After listening to Zhang Yu's words, Yang Ying's heart trembled, and then she remembered, isn't it, when she was happy that year, she was riding on Zhang Yu like this, Zhang Yu circling hard, making her very happy, etc. When Zhang Yu stopped, she threw herself on Zhang Yu and kissed Zhang Yu as a reward.

Remembering that it was the same before, Yang Ying's embarrassment barely calmed down, she deliberately pouted and said, "Now it's the same as when I was a kid...it was the little aunty who rewarded you..."

"Well, I know." Zhang Yu nodded.

"But you have to remember that you are not allowed to tell others that the little aunt rewards you, otherwise, I will be very angry, and I will never reward you again." Yang Ying pouted her mouth, her tone of voice was just like childhood general.

"I know, I won't say it." Zhang Yu nodded obediently just like when he was a child.

"It's almost the same..." Yang Ying smiled, reached out her hand to pinch Zhang Yu's ear, and said with a grin: "You can save your leather whip stew tonight. Eat stew."

"Thank you, Auntie." Zhang Yu also smiled.

Yang Ying grabbed Zhang Yu's hand and said: "Let's go, go to the agency to work, and try to sell this house in two days."

The two went out together, locked the door, and took the elevator downstairs. When they were about to walk out of the riverside garden, a Passat car drove in from the outside and passed by the two of them. Because the color of the glass is too dark, it is not clear from the outside who is sitting inside, but it turns to stare at the license plate number of the car.

"It's him..." Yang Ying frowned and said.