Let’s Go, Wheat

Chapter 179: 194 Inspiration bursts

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Within a few days, Peng Chen couldn't wait to take Qianmai to see his "good stuff".

Standing on the small high-rise top floor of "Huacheng Jiayuan" in Jiangbei, Peng Chen stood at the door of a certain house holding a large cardboard box, and gave orders to Qianmai: "Open the door, the password is my birthday."

Glancing sideways at someone arrogant, Qian Mai decided to wait and see the changes temporarily. This guy didn't even eat any food after get off work, so he eagerly pulled her here, without knowing what medicine was sold in the gourd. Step forward, press a few digits without thinking.

Then, the door opened.

Peng Chen seemed very satisfied with the scene in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up high, his legs stepped forward, and he quickly advanced the door. Put the cardboard box on the ground, then fold it out immediately, and pull the hazy wheat into it.

"Why are you stupid? Look around and think about how to arrange it."

The house in front of me is not big, only more than a hundred square meters, separated into two rooms and two halls, with a little simple decoration. At a glance, the empty interior was empty, and the afterglow of the setting sun penetrated through the tall sliding door, which was very bright and simple. The kitchen and bathroom are all hand-made solid wood European style fine decoration, all the necessary things are already available.

Qianmai walked around suspiciously, feeling quite comfortable. Light decoration in the early stage and heavy decoration in the later stage is a good way to be healthy and environmentally friendly. Moreover, this house is located on the top floor with a wide view. There is good wind and water, and the mountains are full of Dai, which looks very blessed.

"This is what you mentioned to me before to help design and decorate relatives' houses?" She didn't forget what she had promised.

Hearing this, a hint of playfulness flashed in Peng Chen's eyes, and the corners of his lips rose higher. He walked over with one hand on his waist, with one hand in his arms, gazing triumphantly around the room, he looked like a rich man with a three-acre land.

"Silly! This is our own house."

Qian Mai stared directly at him, dubiously. The Peng family base camp is in Jintian and Wenzhou. There must be many real estates in the two places. With such a close distance, there is really no need to buy such a small house in Huayang. But the password of the door is indeed clearly Peng Chen's birthday.

"This is our new house. The area is a bit smaller, so let's transition first."

"Then you are still talking around Wanwan?!" He strongly condemned his Wanwan intestines.

"It's fun to lie to you!" Peng Chen should not blush or breathe, as if doing a very glorious thing.

Latent wheat has mixed feelings, and my heart is sour, surprise and guilt. Gently punched him with a pink punch, red eyes and murmured: "Why didn't you say it earlier?... I can dress up the new house together..." With my toes, I know it, every brick, every wood, every stitch. A home created by oneself is not only a sense of accomplishment, but also more meaningful than full outsourcing.

"Who makes you busier than me!" Speaking of this, Peng Chen is also a hundred grievances. Every day, I watched her exhausting her brains to draw pictures. Sometimes she was so tired that she couldn't eat enough, and she cried out that she had a headache, where he would make her worry about it.

"It doesn't matter. I participated in the whole process, and it's the same."

"Oh? What did you do?" Qianmai curious.

"When you are not free, call and ask; when you are free, come over and gesticulate."

sweat! He is really honest. Sure enough, expectations cannot be too great.

"The door and bathroom facilities were selected by me in the decoration market. I personally went to the specialty store to order all kinds of kitchen utensils. Waxing the floor was very hard, so I chose floor tiles. Do you like it?"

Without waiting for her answer, Le Dian Le invited her to the bathroom again.

Standing in front of the sink, I saw Peng Chen took out the MP3 and inserted a hidden interface in three or two. Qian Mai felt strange, and a series of light blue control buttons appeared in the front mirror strangely.

Peng Chen stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and in an instant, an unknown exotic rock music rang through the bathroom.

"This mirror was brought back by my entrusted person. You can listen to songs or listen to the radio. There is an identical one in my room in Rome. Come, I will teach you how to use it..."

Peng Chen embraced her and gave a detailed introduction, lest she didn't understand, the function of each button had been repeatedly operated several times.

Listening to his trivial and trivial talking about housework that is totally inconsistent with his temperament, the hidden wheat listened to his ears, and was moved in his heart. A very soft and blunt distressed feeling rushed to my throat. Instead of touching the singing mirror, I stood on my tiptoe and looped around Peng Chen’s neck, sending a soft kiss like a dragonfly: "Peng Chen, you are so virtuous!!!"

Peng Chen was taken aback, then smiled, but he enjoyed the active kiss of the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, and said jokingly: "If you are moved, remember to be nice to me in the future..."

Hehe, how come the role of this dialogue is completely reversed

Both of them realized this and looked at each other, and there was another silly chuckle against their foreheads.

"Our house is so barren, we don't have a curtain or a chair."

"I am responsible for the decoration, and you will be responsible for the next layout..."

"OK!" Qianmai agreed very simply, taking it for granted: "You make the hard decoration, and I will make the soft decoration naturally! This home, we are a joint venture, and one person has half the shares."

Peng Chen gritted his teeth, this person really has an amazing talent. Her elm head, when will she truly understand his painstaking efforts.

As soon as she went to work the next day, Qianmai told Ouyang Xuan not to disturb her. Then, walk into the inner room, put down the office shutter, and form a room of its own, isolated from the outside.

This behavior surprised Ouyang Xuan who looked outside. This office roller shutter came in handy for the first time today. Before, she hadn't seen her put it down even if she was thinking about writing all night. Checking the calendar at hand, it is not surprising that the boss should have been more relaxed these days.

Of course, it may also be busy with the "cute you" side. It is said that Guitu has three caves, but his boss also has two caves.

Ouyang Xuan cleverly didn't probe his head, and guarded the outside. Soldiers came to block, water came and covered the earth, and all the people who came let him deal with it. But when Nan Weiwei came in, he hesitated for a moment. Others don't know the identity of her old Dong daughter, but he understands it very well.

"Miss Nan, the potential designer is very busy today."

"Is there anything special?" Nan Weiwei was also taken aback when she saw the solemnity.

Ouyang Xuan replied in a pragmatic manner: "Maybe it's an explosion of inspiration. Take the time to draw a picture. I haven't come out when I enter the door in the morning, and I have ordered not to disturb people."

"Really?!" Nan Weiwei glanced at the lowered office roller shutter, and walked out suspiciously. Could this be the work of Latent Wheat? Didn't she say that according to Mencius's disposition and talent, Meng's mother did not need to move three times at all? It's even more bragging, can she draw design drawings in the noisy vegetable market

At noon, Qianmai came out, stretched and finished the meal, took in a pile of down material, and there was no more movement.

This also strengthened Ouyang Xuan's guess.

At the end of get off work, Hidden Wheat came out. One hand rubbed the back of the neck, and the other hand carried a bulging black plastic bag, and said, "I'll get off work first. You don't need to give me away today."

Ouyang Xuan nodded. Since the boss's boyfriend showed up, he has become accustomed to this situation.

Along the way, the elevator turned on and off annoyingly. On the first floor, the impatient Qianmai no longer cared about the image of the OL, raised his calf and ran, and could not even stand the slow swallowing of the revolving door. He quickly pushed open the glass door next to it and sprinted out, sprinting towards the open parking lot 100 meters Away.

Nan Weiwei followed Nan Hao. She just came back from the outside and saw it from a distance. She couldn't help but exclaimed: "The speed of love!" Just now, she saw a car like Peng Chen in the parking lot. She thought she was wrong. Now it seems that it should be true.

Unlike her reaction, Nan Haoran looked at her watch and gave instructions abruptly: "Notify the finance office and deduct her salary."

Ahead, someone who got off work half an hour earlier was not fast enough. I got in the car and kept urging: "Hurry, hurry, and there will be traffic jams later. I went to Chengnan Furniture Mall, and I saw several favorite furniture on the Internet, and I made an appointment with the boss."

Peng Chen started the car and drove out of the parking lot in a hurry. After driving down the street, she glanced sideways at the big black bag in her arms, bulging. If you hold it so tightly, it makes you feel tricky. Ask: "What's inside?"

"Guess." Thinking of the "great feats" of this day, Qian Mai's eyes were bright and bright, and his excited face was so vivid.

Even Peng Chen became interested: "Clothes?"

"Cut!" Strong contempt: "You just have so little imagination?"

"banknote?"

"When I robbed the bank!"

"DLS?"

"Your head is pinched by the door!????"

"JSB???"

"rogue!!!!!!!!"

After playing around, guessing a few times, I still couldn't figure it out. At the red light, Peng Chen couldn't help being curious, and leaned over to take a look.

The answer was revealed, it turned out to be five or six soft pillows with different colors and patterns. Among them, there are two red and festive cross-stitch pillows. One is the smiling God of Wealth, and the other is the funny Seven-Rank Sesame Officer. Although the patterns have been simplified and the colors used are also concise, they still look vivid and make people laugh.

This person's taste is really different. Why don't you embroider a couple pattern or something. Fu picked up the weight again, and suddenly realized: "Are you doing this when you were at work?"

"Yeah..." The thief snickered, nodding like garlic, like a little fish who stole a cat: "Move fast, right? I did it a little bit last night, less than twelve hours."

A few fabric pillows are simple, just use the sewing machine to divide by two. But two cross-stitch pillows are definitely not simple. Although the pattern is simple, and after some special treatment, it took a lot of thought to make it. Throughout the day, I was constantly flying needles and wires, and all design drawings and press conferences were all forgotten.

Seeing her complacent look, Peng Chen didn't know why, but thought it was nonsense. Fortunately, I shouldn't have such a messy staff under my staff. Say: "Doing private work at work, should I say that you are courageous, or are you lucky?"

Thinking of the excitement and excitement of this whole day, Qian Mai laughed and said with a lot of emotion: "I finally understand why women on TV always like to secretly wear sweaters when they are at work... It is really a sense of accomplishment. Yes... Anyway, I’m working for myself, I want to knit one more stitch, another more stitch... I’ll work harder, and I will get the rest of them tomorrow and the day after tomorrow..."

In the small space, Qian Mai Ji Li Gu La excitedly talked a big deal. The messy sentences sounded like a spring breeze in Peng Chen's ears, and the corners of his mouth were raised, and I didn't feel that traffic jams were so annoying: Qianmai, you put your family in your heart, congratulations on your consciously integrated into the ranks of married women... To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)