The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

A week was not too much, but not too little. By the time the neighbors in the building knew that the Feng family had moved out, Ms. Feng Ya and Shen Wenjiao had already moved the most expensive and light items in the house to the new house one after another, like ants moving house. Today they were going to move the last and heaviest furniture and books.

At the beginning, in order to store the various books she had bought, Shen Wenjiao bought five bookshelves alone. If it weren't for the small study room that Jian Xingzhi kindly gave up, she would probably have piled up the books in boxes!

Shen Wenjiao: Haha, I really didn’t notice it at other times, but when I moved, I realized that she bought too many books.

In fact, after Ms. Feng Ya and her family had roughly renovated the house, Aunt San's family moved in earlier than the owners.

There was no other way. Aunt San and her family had not been in Shanghai for long, and the things they bought at home were limited. It was not much easier for them to move than for Shen Wenjiao, a girl who spent money without counting.

Today, the young man Shen Wenmo was also sent here by his third aunt to help. Now he was looking at the sorted furniture and bookshelves in a daze.

"Hiss, Jiaojiao, you are exaggerating! How much did you spend on so many books?" Shen Wenmo saw that several of them were ancient books. These things are not easy to buy! You know, some books were published in limited quantities at that time. Most of the people who had these books were not short of money. They were rarely sold, and there were very few circulating on the market.

Shen Wenjiao looked at the book that Mo Ge'er was staring at, and instantly felt a little sweat on her forehead. His eyes were too sharp! He immediately saw the books she bought from the system mall. They were not difficult to find on the market, but someone just kept them in his hands and didn't take them out.

Shen Wenjiao's system mall cannot be created out of nothing, but as long as someone sells it, she can trade it without showing up. Unfortunately, various intelligence and technical documents cannot be bought and sold at will, otherwise Shen Wenjiao would have bought it and sent it away long ago.

"It's okay. Stop talking and help me with the work. We agreed that if you help me move today, I will teach you how to take and develop photos later. Are you going to regret it?"

Shen Wenjiao looked at Shen Wenmo with suspicion. This boy is not honest! Is he trying to be lazy? The laborers can only help to move things up and down. They have to do the sorting themselves.

Yes, Shen Wenjiao knew that she had a lot of stuff, so she hired a laborer to help pull it over. Could it be that she really counted on Shen Wenmo, a 15-year-old boy?

"No, it's just organizing some books. It's nothing, just be the supervisor. I promise to make sure everything is in perfect order and not a single book is missing."

After saying that, Shen Wenmo started to work, sorting the books one by one into wooden boxes prepared in advance, and then asked a laborer to move them to the cart downstairs.

When the car was full, Shen Wenjiao said a few words to her brother Xiaojiu, who was already a little dusty, and then followed the car to the villa. She was also busy today!

Compared to the small rented house, the house that is decorated and arranged according to one's own ideas is much more comfortable.

Ms. Feng Ya still lived in the same room with Feng Ma, and Shen Wenjiao never interrupted them as long as they were happy. But this time, Shen Wenjiao had her own large study room, and she also separated a small darkroom for developing photos.

Shen Wenjiao finally doesn't have to squeeze in and develop photos in her bedroom anymore, long live ≧▽≦~ It seems that buying a big house has many benefits. At least this study room that belongs entirely to her is very worthwhile.

Shen Wenjiao's family and Third Aunt's family live on the first floor of the villa. The house upstairs has also been renovated according to Ms. Feng Ya's ideas, waiting for the next tenants to move in!

Originally she rented a house, but many of Ms. Feng Ya's ideas were not realized. Now she owns her own house. She is not stingy anymore, and bought all kinds of practical furniture, including tables, chairs, benches, sofas, and beds.

But after all, we are just people who live our lives, and we don’t pursue good quality wood. We just want it to be strong and useful.

"Jiaojiao, you're back! Where's Mo Ge'er?" Third Aunt was standing at the door of her room, which was actually opposite Shen Wenjiao's house. She looked behind Shen Wenjiao and asked.

"Aunt San, Brother Jiu is sorting out my books in the small building! I don't think I can move all of them in one car. I'll have to make at least two more trips."

In order to move the boxes faster, Shen Wenjiao started to move the boxes herself, and subconsciously ignored the surprised look of the laborer.

Third Aunt watched Shen Wenjiao carrying a box into the house with apparent ease, and subconsciously thought that the thing was not heavy, so she no longer had any worries about her son.

"Okay, hurry up. Come to Third Aunt's house for dinner tonight, okay? Let's celebrate too. Our two families will have a house-warming party together."

Shen Wenjiao nodded subconsciously, only to find that her Third Aunt had gone back after she finished speaking, so this was not a discussion but a notification. Fortunately, Shen Wenjiao was used to her Third Aunt's somewhat impetuous and strong personality.

"Got it~"

After the last truckload of things was pulled back, Shen Wenjiao looked at Shen Wenmo, who came back panting, and asked a question that went straight to the soul.

"Ninth brother, isn't it just sorting out some books? You didn't have to move them, so why are you so tired? Tsk, you look a little weak! You don't pay enough attention to exercise normally, maybe you don't even have the strength as Third Sister!"

To be honest, although Shen Wenxiu is busy every day, she is probably in a good mood and has been fully trained in greeting customers in the store. Now her face is rosy and she has recovered a lot. She is much better than the pale and timid look at the beginning. She also looks gentle and virtuous in Shen Wenjiao's impression.

"Jiaojiao, Xiaojiu doesn't usually do any work, so he's a little uncomfortable with this sudden incident. It will be fine when he grows up~" Shen Wenxiu took out an embroidered handkerchief to wipe the sweat off her brother's face with some heartache. In her eyes, her brother has always been a child who has not grown up.

"Tsk~ I say, Sister Xiu, you are almost there. Wenmo just lacks exercise! I saw Jiaojiao move several boxes today. How heavy can they be?" Aunt San couldn't help but say as she brought out the last dish from the kitchen. She had long been annoyed by her daughter's behavior of treating her son like a child, and she couldn't help but say a few words every day.

Complaints from one's own mother were the most deadly. Shen Wenmo rolled his eyes and muttered, "Practice, practice, I'll find a martial arts gym to practice tomorrow, okay? I won't give up until I become a great hero, okay?"

This was originally his next plan, but he never expected that he was not as strong as the delicate and weak Seventh Sister. What kind of suffering is this? It seems that he has to work harder to achieve his dream!