MTL - Rebirth of the Flying Era-Chapter 81 Training the Pretty Widow (Twenty Updates for Subscription)

  Chapter 81 Training the Pretty Widow (Twenty Updates for Subscription)

   Du Fei was stunned, why did the pretty widow come to the door?

   "Hey" and went over to open the door.

   "Sister Qin, come in quickly~" Du Fei let her in.

  Pretty Widow hadn't seen her for a few days, probably because of her father's medical treatment, she was obviously haggard, even though she was naturally beautiful, she couldn't hide her tiredness.

   When she saw Du Fei, mixed emotions flashed in her eyes, and she forced a smile: "Xiao Du, are you back here?"

  Du Fei nodded and said again: "Sister Qin, don't stand, go to the room and sit down."

   Qin Huairou was about to follow her in, when she suddenly saw a clean, reflective gold brick floor.

   Looking at the dirty cotton shoes on his feet, he immediately retracted his feet, and Ai Ai said, "That...my soles are dirty, so don't do it."

   "Hey~ I have slippers here." Du Fei squatted down and took out a new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet.

   Widow Pretty looked down at Du Fei, who put his slippers at her feet, feeling a little overwhelmed.

   "Put it on~" Du Fei smiled and stood up.

   "Oh~" Qin Huairu obediently squatted down to untie his shoelaces, but when he took off his shoes, he got a big red face!

  The socks were torn and the heels were exposed before they could be repaired.

   Widow Pretty hurriedly pulled down the stocking tube to block the hole, and peeked at Du Fei again.

   Seeing that he was pouring water with his back to him, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked in.

   At this time, Qin Huairou had time to look carefully at Du Fei's new home.

   In fact, she has seen it from a distance these past few days, and feels that except for the translucent glass window, she can't see any difference outside.

   Until this time, the first time she walked in, it made her speechless.

   Not to mention, the big light bulb like a small sun alone cannot be used by ordinary families.

   In comparison, the 15-watt light bulb in her house was like a candle head.

   There is also the ground, the large black floor tiles, which I don’t know how to polish, can actually reflect light!

   There is also the big iron stove built into the wall, and it feels like a rush of heat from far away.

  The only fly in the ointment is that there is no furniture in the house.

   There is a large vertical cabinet and a set of tables and chairs, all of which the Du Fei family used in the past.

   This is also what Du Fei did on purpose. The large 150-watt light bulb and the ground paved with gold bricks are enough. Just a compromise with the furniture from the past, so as not to be too dazzling.

   Du Fei is also thinking about it these days. He rejected the leather sofa he was going to buy, so he would buy some simple and simple furniture to fill it in to fit the characteristics of this era as much as possible.

   Qin Huairou looked at the bright and spacious room and couldn't help but think of the cramped darkness of her own home.

  It is obviously the same house, why is there such a big gap!

   But when he thought that Du Fei had spent hundreds of dollars to repair the house, he felt relieved.

   "Sister Qin?" Du Fei found Widow Pretty lost and called her.

   "Uh~" Qin Huairou came back to her senses and smiled reluctantly: "That... Thank you last time!" Then she took out ten yuan from her trouser pocket: "It's useless to be hospitalized, I'll pay you this first."

  Du Fei smiled without being pretentious, and reached out to take it: "Sister Qin, there's really no need to be in such a hurry."

   Pretty Widow pursed her lips, holding on to her last stubbornness: "Sister is afraid that the more you owe, the more you will not pay!"

  Du Fei said with a half-smile, "What about Brother Zhuzi? You're not afraid of owed him?"

   Qin Huairou's face turned pale, biting his lower lip, his eyes dodged, and whispered, "I'll go back first."

   turned around and walked out, but was grabbed by Du Fei.

   "What are you doing!" Widow Pretty, as if she had been electrocuted, broke free, but kept her voice low, for fear of being heard outside.

  Du Fei smiled and pointed to her feet: "Sister Qin, you haven't put on your shoes yet~"

   Qin Huairou was stunned for a moment, and even more panicked, he was in a hurry to put on shoes.

   Du Fei didn't stop him, and said calmly, "Sister Qin, the windows of my house have been replaced, so do the cotton curtains have to be re-measured?"

   Qin Huai moved softly before remembering this.

   In fact, she came here not only to pay back the money, but also for this.

  The last time she received Du Fei's money, cloth, and cotton, because she was in time to repair the house, and the cotton curtains were not made.

   Just now she saw Du Fei coming back in the middle courtyard. Besides repaying the money, she also wanted to ask, is the curtain still made?

   was directly broken by Du Fei's words, and he forgot about it.

   Pretty Widow felt powerless in her heart.

   Since that time in the cellar, she has shown her most embarrassed appearance, and has long been no deterrent to Du Fei.

   Moreover, she recently heard that Du Fei is very good at the street office.

   Chinese cabbage is delivered to home by people from the neighborhood committee on their own initiative.

  Although she has no culture, she is gifted with talent, has insight into people's hearts, and has a natural sensitivity.

   Don't look at Du Fei's smile every time, and he is also very polite to others. When the aunt and aunt shout, she can smell the scent of hidden predators.

  Compared to it, the pillars that are always squeaking, are at most a dog with a messy fangs.

  So, from the beginning, she didn't plan to play tricks with Du Fei.

   This is also where she is smart, she knows how to watch people serve dishes.

   But just now, Du Fei suddenly asked her, are you not afraid of owed money to the pillars?

   is equivalent to poking her sore spot in person.

   This made Qin Huairou both wronged and angry.

   She didn't understand why Du Fei treated her like this, tore off her fig leaf, trampled on her dignity, and didn't let her go.

   If the front was replaced by a pillar, or someone else, she would have slammed the door and left.

   But facing Du Fei...

   Qin Huairou wanted to cry, but tears rolled around her eyes, but she couldn't cry.

   Her mind was like a mush, and she went up to the second floor with Du Fei in a daze.

   It wasn't until Du Fei opened the bedroom door on the second floor that Qin Huairou regained his senses and widened his eyes slightly.

   She didn't expect this house to have a second floor!

   walked in and saw the sloping roof and the protruding dormer windows, and then suddenly realized that Du Fei actually built an attic on the roof!

   Although this house is not spacious, it is enough as a bedroom.

  Especially after turning on the lights, with a sudden sound, a white light shone down, the kind of fluorescent light that can only be found in the factory director's office and the engineer's drawing room!

  Du Fei pointed to the front and rear dormer windows: "Sister Qin, only these two windows."

  The Pretty Widow gave a "hmm", took out the tape measure she brought, and went to measure the size of the window.

   But after measuring the front, and then measuring the back, you have to go to the kang.

   Pretty Widow hesitated.

   The last time she was able to put on her shoes on the kang without hesitation was because there was neither bedding nor matting on the kang at that time.

   And at that time, Du Fei was just a child in her eyes, the Pretty Widow had neither reverence nor messy thoughts in her heart.

   But now, looking at the clean bed, Qin Huairou felt that even if she took off her shoes, her stinky socks would be dirty.

  If the other party is just an irrelevant person, that's all, but in her heart, there is still a trace of smugness.

   At this moment, Qin Huairou's sense of shame and inferiority almost burst.

   (end of this chapter)