Rebirth of the Flying Era

Chapter 81 Training the Pretty Widow ([-] more for subscription)

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

"Hey", went to open the door.

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

The pretty widow hasn't seen her for the past few days, probably because of her father's medical treatment, she is visibly haggard, even though she is naturally beautiful, she can't hide her exhaustion.

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

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

Qin Huairou was about to follow in, but suddenly saw the clean and reflective gold brick floor.

Looking at the dirty cotton shoes on her feet, she immediately retracted her feet, Qiqi Ai said: "That...my soles are dirty, I'd better leave them alone."

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

The pretty widow looked down at Du Fei who put the slippers at her feet, a little at a loss.

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

"Oh~" Qin Huai squatted down obediently to untie his shoelaces, but when he took off his shoes, he blushed a lot!
The socks were frayed, and the heels were exposed before mending.

The pretty widow quickly pulled down the stocking tube to block the hole, and took another peek at Du Fei.

Seeing him pouring water with his back turned, he breathed a sigh of relief and followed him in.

Only then did Qin Huairou have time to take a closer look at Du Fei's new home.

In fact, in the past few days, she has also looked at it from a distance, and feels that apart from replacing the transparent glass windows, she can't see any difference from the outside.

Until now, when she walked in for the first time, she was secretly speechless.

Among other things, the big light bulb like a small sun is beyond the reach of ordinary households. How much is the electricity bill for a month!
In comparison, the small fifteen-watt light bulb in her house is like the end of a candle.

There is also the ground, the large chunks of black floor tiles, which have been polished somehow, can reflect light!

There is also the big iron stove embedded in the wall, which feels a rush of heat from a long distance.

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

There is a large cabinet and a set of tables and chairs, which were used by Du Fei's family in the past.

This is also what Du Fei did on purpose. A large 150-watt light bulb and a floor paved with gold bricks are enough. It is just a compromise with the old furniture so as not to be too eye-catching.

These days Du Fei is also thinking, the leather sofa that he planned to buy was rejected by him, and he will buy some simple and simple furniture to fill it in, trying to fit the characteristics of this era as much as possible.

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

It is obviously the same house, why the difference is so big!
But when he thought that Du Fei had spent hundreds of dollars to repair the house, he felt relieved.

"Sister Qin?" Du Fei noticed that the pretty widow was a little lost, and called her.

"Uh~" Qin Huairou came back to his senses, forced a smile, "Well...thank you last time!" Then he took out ten yuan from his trouser pocket: "It's useless to be hospitalized, so I'll pay you back first."

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

The pretty widow pursed her lips, holding on to her last stubbornness: "I'm afraid that the more you owe, the more you owe, and you really can't pay!"

Du Fei said with a half smile but not a smile: "What about Brother Zhuzi? Are you not afraid of owing him?"

Qin Huairou turned pale, bit her lower lip, dodged her eyes, and whispered: "It's nothing, I'll go back first."

As he said that, he turned around and walked out, but was grabbed by Du Fei.

"What are you doing!" The pretty widow struggled to get away as if she had been electrocuted, but lowered her voice for fear of being heard outside.

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

Qin Huairou was taken aback for a moment, and became even more flustered, rushing to put on his shoes.

Du Fei didn't stop him, and said in a calm and unhurried manner: "Sister Qin, the windows of my house have been replaced, so the cotton curtains need to be re-measured?"

It was only after Qin Huairou paused that he remembered this matter.

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

Last time she took Du Fei's money, cloth, and cotton, but she didn't make the cotton curtains because she was in time for house repairs.

Just now when she saw Du Fei coming back in the middle courtyard, besides paying back the money, she also wanted to ask, is the curtain still being made?
But Du Fei directly broke the defense with a word, and he forgot about it.

The pretty widow felt powerless for a while.

Since that time in the cellar, she showed the most distressed appearance, and she has no deterrent to Du Fei for a long time.

Moreover, she recently heard that Du Fei was very successful at the street office.

The Chinese cabbage is delivered to the house by the people of the neighborhood committee on their own initiative.

Although she has no culture, she is very talented, has insight into people's hearts, and has a natural sensitivity.

Don't look at Du Fei who always smiles and treats people very politely, but she can smell the hidden predator's breath when the uncle and aunt are yelling.

In comparison, the always bluffing pillar is at most a dog with bared teeth.

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

This is also where she is smart, knowing how to watch people order dishes.

But just now, Du Fei suddenly asked her, are you not afraid of owing Zhuzi money?

It was like poking her sore spot face to face.

This made Qin Huairou 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 it was a pillar in front of her, 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 muddled, 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 came back to his senses and widened his eyes slightly.

She didn't expect that there was a second floor in this house!
Walking in, seeing the sloping roof and the protruding dormer windows, it dawned on me that Du Fei actually built an attic on the roof!
Although this room is not spacious, it is enough for a bedroom.

Especially after turning on the light, a white light flooded down with a sudden sound, the kind of fluorescent light only found in the factory manager's office and the engineer's drawing room!
Du Fei pointed to the front and rear dormer windows: "Sister Qin, just these two windows."

The pretty widow said "hmm", took out the tape measure she brought, and went to measure the size of the window.

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

The pretty widow hesitated.

The last time she was able to put on her shoes directly on the kang without hesitation, it was because there was neither bedding nor mats on the kang.

And at that time, Du Fei was just a child in her eyes, and 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 he took off his shoes, his stinky socks would be dirty.

It's fine if the other party is just an irrelevant person, but in her heart, there is still a trace of charm hidden.

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

(End of this chapter)