Happy life of a woman in the space apocalypse

Who is Pu Ruqing? His psychological quality is amazing. He first frowned, then looked around, and then was surprised.

"So it's you! First of all, I wasn't following you, secondly, we've met before, and lastly, we should get out of the way of the door."

Jian Wu curled the corners of her mouth and stretched out her hand to signal the other party to go first. She finally caught the feeling of being followed and could not let it go no matter what.

Pu Ruqing is very happy now. Whether this can be considered as their formal meeting or not, it is a huge surprise that they will have the opportunity to have a "long talk" soon.

In an empty corner, two people looked at each other directly. One of them was exerting his charm invisibly, but the other was looking at the other as if he were a dead person.

"There are shops on both sides of the street, but I happened to see you every time I entered ten shops. Moreover, I ordered food in every shop and sat there to eat. How is it possible that I met you ten times when you didn't eat anything?"

Very good, he observed carefully enough and he really couldn't help but follow every one of them into the house.

"That may be because we like similar things. Like when we met once at Longqiao Store because of jewelry. I reminded you at that time that you could buy more if you had money."

Jian Wu looked up and down at the person in front of her. This incident did happen but the person had no recollection of it.

"Haha, I don't know if it's fate, but as long as I'm determined, I'll definitely stick with it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he got punched in the face. He looks good but is a pervert. I'll beat him up first.

Pu Ruqing felt his nose was sore and liquid was flowing down. He quickly covered his nose with his hands while gesturing with his other hand, threatening not to have a group of people rush out and scare him.

"You really misunderstood. Some people are just destined to be together. Otherwise, how could we meet after so long, even though we don't even know each other."

Jian Wu kicked him twice more and turned away. This guy was definitely a psychopath.

"Let me see you again and I'll beat you up."

Pu Ruqing wiped the blood from his nose with a handkerchief but looked at her back with a smile, to see if she was different from other girls.

"Mr. Pu, are you okay?"

"It's okay, just send me back to the old house first. This image is not suitable to appear in front of her."

Jian Wu pushed the car angrily out to the street. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She turned around and went back. Not long after she walked, she saw the pervert being surrounded by several people and leaving. What was going on with this person? She had never provoked anyone before. The only man she knew was Shang Weidong. How could she have provoked a man who was obviously not an ordinary person?

She wanted to follow him all the way to find out where this man's lair was, and if he was really a big trouble, she could deal with him secretly, but he actually left on four wheels, and she couldn't catch up with him on two wheels.

Forget it. If she meets him again, she will never let him go. If she does, it will prove that this person is targeting her. Could he be the real owner of the gold? If so, he must be dealt with. She said she would never give it back.

Pu Ruqing looked at the two footprints on his leg and smiled happily. It is really hard to win over a girl who doesn't give in to any persuasion.

Xiang Rongen had a plaster on his hand. He looked at the purple bruise on the nose of the man in front of him and the footprints on his black pants, which meant that both of them were defeated by a little girl.

"Mr. Pu, do you want to try another approach?"

"Change what method."

"Let's go for the hard one. Let's have a strong confrontation. I don't believe you can't even beat her."

"Are you out of your mind? She's the one I want to pursue and marry, but you want me to beat her up!"

"That's not what I meant. I just wanted to be direct and forceful. Can't I just marry her once this is over?"

Pu Ruqing was so angry that he laughed. If he tried to use force, he would be defeated before he even started.

"I, Pu Ruqing, want her heart. If you only want a beautiful woman, why would you waste your time on her? Xiang Rongen, listen to me. She is very special. You'd better not mess around with me."

"Yes, I understand."

I knew it was that I thought it was too long.

Jian Wu went to the department store and bought some wool. She planned to learn how to knit a sweater by following the video. She still had time to kill, otherwise it would be a waste to just lie down and eat every day.

She also passed by the supply and marketing cooperative and asked someone to deliver two large jars, one for pickling sauerkraut and the other for brewing wine. These things could keep her busy for a long time.

In fact, Jian Wu was not very good at doing things with her hands. She had more tools than vegetables to wash the cabbage. She had to break off the cabbage leaves one by one, wash them one by one, and lay them out neatly to dry them.

She spent the whole day washing vegetable leaves. There was basically no place to step in the whole yard. In fact, she only used less than twenty cabbages.

Sitting at the door of the room at night and looking at the white space, she laughed at herself for looking for trouble. There were so many different kinds of pickled vegetables in her space.

Having too many things in hand makes people lose desire. In fact, what she lacks now is interest in things and people. As long as she is interested, she will find it interesting even if she is peeling garlic at home.

The pot was dry, the vegetables were dry, and she turned on the video to play it in a loop. She sprinkled some salt on a layer of green vegetables, and only half of the pot was used by the time the vegetables were all spread out. How big a pot did she buy?

It seems that washing grapes will be even worse than today.

Add water, sprinkle peppercorns and cover the lid. The success or failure depends on the result after opening the lid.

After cleaning the yard and kitchen, I looked at the time and it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Great, I had a fulfilling day today.

When Jian Wu woke up the next day, she sat on the bed and started winding the yarn, round and round, until it was almost noon before she finished.

I once again took my basket and rode my bicycle to buy groceries. Today I ate whatever I bought. It was three in the afternoon.

Get everything ready and open the video again. Beginners are suitable for flat stitching. She doesn't consider how wide or long the knitting is, because the two knitting needles are always fighting.

It seemed like my left and right hands were out of control and I was sweating from just hooking 166 stitches.

After three hours of watching the twisted thread wrapped around a knitting needle, she suddenly realized that talent is really important.

Three days, three whole days, Jian Wu knitted a woolen handkerchief the size of a handkerchief. It was too thick to put in her pocket, and it didn't absorb water when she wiped sweat.

She silently took out a cloth bag and stuffed everything that belonged to wool into it. This would be something she would never want to touch in her life, never again.

She scrolled up and down the video on the tablet. If she tried everything on it, she would probably be able to survive.

Today I officially started washing grapes. I took out hundreds of pounds of grapes from the space and washed them one by one in the yard. I also added some baking soda to ensure they were cleaner.

When she was numb from washing, she heard a knock on the door. Jian Wu waved her hand, took away all the things, and wiped her hands on her apron.

When I opened the door, I saw the previous decorator, with a smile on his face.

"Comrade, we took on an urgent job a few days ago. After we finished the job, we came to check and found that you had not yet raised the wall. Do you still need to raise it now?"

"Have the neighbors agreed to raise the height? There hasn't been any movement."

"The neighbor agreed to it before, but suddenly stopped the work and didn't say whether to continue. What do you think about your side?"