Chapter 182: Chapter 183[183] picking up furniture in the city 1

Author: The snow of an iceberg Machine Translation

Only then did Song Yi pick up his chopsticks and eat. He sighed and said, "daughter-in-law, after we pick up the furniture tomorrow, we will leave this place. This is our first home. "

Lin Lei suddenly felt sad. Indeed, this House had many memories of the two of them from knowing each other, knowing each other, and falling in love with each other.

It was indeed a little reluctant to move out like this.

That's right Lin Lei took out her phone and found a camera. She quickly took a few photos of Song Yi. "take a few photos. After that, you can develop them and make them into a memoir. "

Song Yi nodded after seeing the pictures.

This way, when he reminisced with his wife in the future, he could look at the pictures in his phone.

Song Yi recovered from his disappointment and said, "I met Li Jian when I went to look for Zhao Feng this morning. He wants to compete with me! "

Lin Lei had just eaten a mouthful of food and swallowed it. Her eyes were filled with excitement as she said, "then he must have lost badly, right? That piece of trash just needs to be taught a lesson. Oh right, did the old factory manager say anything about building a vegetable shed? "

Song Yi was very happy that his wife praised him. He continued, "En! I didn't do anything special. I was just a little faster than him. The old factory manager will have to report the matter of the vegetable shed to the higher-ups. It's most likely a success. "

Lin Lei nodded and added another bowl of rice. It was within her expectations that the proposal would succeed.

Song Yi said, "wife! Is there still Kimchi in the space? I want two large jars. The brigade commander and old Zhao will each have one jar. Also, when you come back early tomorrow, go to the Brigade Commander's house for dinner. He wants to eat braised pork. "

Lin Lei:"...". ...

Why did the topic change to eating.

"KIMCHI! There should be. Old Zhao finished eating that one jar of Kimchi so quickly? "

That was a whole five Jin of Kimchi He didn't eat other dishes, could it be that he only ate pickles with Rice?

Song Yi then told her everything that happened during the meal after the competition.

Lin Lei burst into laughter after hearing that. These two people were too cute, quarreling over a jar of pickles.

"Hubby, I'll make more braised pork tomorrow. Let's not enter the space today! We'll just sleep here. After all, it's our last night. "

Song Yi nodded, got up, cleaned up the dishes, and went to the kitchen to wash up.

Lin Lei stood up and followed him. She took pictures of Song Yi from various angles, and then the two of them took pictures together until their phones ran out of battery.

The two of them were completely tired of playing, and they returned to bed and hugged each other to sleep. They had a good night's sleep.

The next day, Lin Lei woke up first to make breakfast, then called Song Yi to wake up.

The two of them quickly finished their breakfast, and Lin Lei took out two jars of pickles from her space, ready to send them to the gluttonous old Zhao.

Song Yi and Lin Lei came to the cafeteria, and Song Yi just shouted, "old... "

He hadn't even called out the word "old Zhao" yet!

Old Zhao's happy and loud voice quickly replied, "you two wait for me. I'll be out soon. "

Song Yi: ... ...

Lin Lei: ... ...

There were no words to describe this old foodie.

He seemed to have expected that Song Yi would send him Kimchi today.

After a few minutes, old Zhao walked out in a hurry with a smile. When he saw the two jars of Kimchi, his laughter grew several times louder.

"Look! I was just casually saying, but you only sent two jars. How embarrassing. "

After saying that, she walked over to take the pickles.

Lin Lei dodged old Zhao's hand and raised her eyebrows, "so you think it's too much! Then I'll send it to the old factory director! "

"Don't! Little ancestor, can I take back what I said just now? Hurry up and give me the pickles. I HAVEN'T EATEN BREAKFAST YET! "