classifiedscript Chapter 240 Cats, Don't Judge a Poor Person
Chapter 240 Cats, Don't Judge a Poor Person
Chapter 240 Cats, Don't Judge a Poor Person
After the phone call ended, Yu Huan was unusually clear-headed—
Without it.
My exposed arms became stiff from the cold in a short time!
Compared to yesterday's sunny weather, today's temperature has plummeted dramatically, catching everyone off guard.
Yu Huan leaned against the headboard, and could faintly hear the windows on the balcony rattling slightly in the howling, biting wind.
He slowly and deliberately pulled back the very warm blanket.
Exposed to the cold air, I shivered as I picked up my travel clothes from the bedside table and put them on.
The icy touch of the clothes and pants seemed to seep into Yu Huan's bones through her undershirt, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
I found a pair of cotton socks in the wardrobe drawer, put them on, slipped on my slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
After carefully tidying herself up, Yu Huan did not rush downstairs to Xie Gouhua's place.
Instead, she poured a glass of water in the kitchen, walked to the TV cabinet, bent down and took out a box of Oreo cookies from Yu Chengcheng's snack bag, and then took a tangerine from a plastic bag next to her.
This is for breakfast.
Then, she walked to the bedroom balcony.
He looked carefully at the sky through the window.
It was just windy and there weren't many dark clouds, so it didn't look like it was about to rain.
He then sat down at his desk, took a sip of warm water, and ate an Oreo. The crispy texture and rich chocolate flavor instantly spread in his mouth as he turned on his laptop.
Using the mouse, I opened the 2D design drawing saved on the desktop.
Yu Huan thought for a moment, moved her chair back slightly, opened the drawer of her desk, and took out an exercise book and a ballpoint pen.
Only two pages of Chinese language notes were written in the workbook.
Yu Huan's gaze swept lightly over Lin Yourong's delicate handwriting, and with a smile, she turned to the blank page, compared it with the design drawings, and made a list of materials.
A short while later, Yu Huan bent the paper, pressed it slightly from bottom to top with her wrist, and carefully tore off the list.
He then shut down his laptop, got up, collected the leftover food scraps, and threw them into the trash can.
Around 8:30, I went downstairs to the garage, hopped on my electric scooter, and headed towards West Lake Bridge in the biting cold morning.
During this time, Yu Huan didn't forget to buy a few packs of Furongwang cigarettes at the supermarket at the entrance of the residential area.
We sped along, the cold wind whipping at our faces, and we huddled together, soon arriving at West Lake Bridge.
The street was lined with low-rise shops selling building materials. Although it was almost nine o'clock, many shops were still closed.
Yu Huan rode his electric scooter directly onto the curb, leaning it to one side in front of the destination gate.
My gaze shifted from Xie Gouhua's van on the other side, and I looked up at the shop sign:
'Hualin Hardware Wholesale Department'.
Yu Huan gently removed his helmet, hung it on the handlebars, and strode into the bike.
Upon entering the store, rows of shelves come into view.
It was filled with all sorts of hardware tools and parts.
Although the store space is a bit cramped, the goods are arranged in an orderly manner, making them easy to see at a glance.
My gaze slowly swept across the room, and I saw Xie Gouhua sitting behind the counter, a half-burnt cigarette dangling from his lips, half-asleep as he played on the computer.
Based on Yu Huan's understanding of him, Xie Gouhua would not open for business until at least eight or nine o'clock in the winter.
Even if a phone call wakes them up, they've probably just gotten out of bed.
The two small speakers were crackling loudly, and just from the sound, you could tell that Xie Gouhua was hacking and slashing monsters.
Even when he's running a business or minding the shop, he's never idle. He plays games as soon as he gets up, showing his incredible energy.
Yu Huan lightly tapped the table and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Doggy!"
"Huan'er!" Xie Gouhua reacted instinctively and called out first.
Then, his previously weary face relaxed, and he looked up at Yu Huan, saying with a beaming smile, "Good morning!"
Yu Huan asked, "Have you eaten?"
"I ate a few steamed buns." Xie Gouhua released the mouse, flicked the ash from his cigarette into the open Coke can next to the mousepad.
After some pleasantries.
Yu Huan didn't waste any time and went straight to the point, taking a folded list from his pocket and placing it on the glass counter:
"I've made a list of everything we need."
"Let me see." Xie Gouhua reached out and picked up the paper, spreading it out.
His gaze slowly moved from top to bottom, and he suddenly said, "Huan'er, since you're going to install a wooden keel ceiling, you don't have to use expansion bolts."
"Safety first!" Yu Huan's words were firm and resolute.
“Okay… I have everything here except for timber and plasterboard.” Xie Gouhua thought for a moment and continued, “I also have some tools you need, such as a nail gun, a hammer drill, an electric screwdriver, and a folding ladder. They are all used, so you can take them and use them first.”
Yu Huan nodded: "Okay, I'll drag it back for you when it's done."
"No problem." Xie Gouhua said, handing the paper back to Yu Huan and standing up.
As he walked up the narrow and steep wooden stairs, he looked up and called out, "Linzi, I'm taking Yu Huan out for a bit. You come down and watch the shop, we're leaving now!"
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to lead Yu Huan out.
"Aren't we going to wait for Linzi to come down?" Yu Huan didn't take a step.
Xie Gouhua sighed, "She's so slow. If we don't hurry up, she'll spend ages feeling around up there."
“Linzi is always carrying her baby, unlike you who have nothing in your hands.” Yu Huan smiled, took out two boxes of Furongwang cigarettes from the right pocket of his coat, and handed them to Xie Gouhua: “Gouzi, this is for you.”
Xie Gouhua nodded slightly and accepted it.
Yu Huan patted her left pocket and continued, "I have two more packs here."
"So you're saying these two packs are for me?" Xie Gouhua clicked his tongue. "No wonder he's a man who married a rich woman; so generous!"
He didn't stand on ceremony and bent down to throw the two packs of cigarettes into the glass counter.
"It's alright, I'm just a simple gigolo," Yu Huan joked, displaying utmost humility.
Before the words were finished, the sound of footsteps could be heard.
Yu Huan turned her head and saw Linzi, wearing a thick brown cotton pajama, carrying a baby downstairs.
He quickly waved and greeted her, "Linzi!"
"Hey, good morning, Yu Huan!" Linzi greeted with a bright smile.
The baby's head was drooping on Linzi's shoulder, clearly still asleep.
Xie Gouhua turned and walked towards the door: "Huan'er, the lumber shop is not far across the street. It should be open by now. I'll take you to get this sorted out first."
"Ok."
Yu Huan withdrew her gaze and followed Xie Gouhua's steps closely.
The two walked side by side across the sparsely trafficked main road. Xie Gouhua suddenly spoke up: "Huan'er, didn't you say you'd bring the rich lady to have a meal with us sometime?"
"There's no chance! She's very busy with work at the end of the year, and when she occasionally comes back to Xingcheng, she only stays for a day or two before leaving again," Yu Huan chuckled.
“Men who are alone in their rooms are always lonely and can’t stand it.” Xie Gouhua winked and said, “Come visit me tonight if you have time. I’ll take you for a foot massage to cheer you up.”
"What do you mean by being alone in an empty room? I call this having the whole bed to myself!"
Xie Gouhua couldn't help but chuckle: "After I finish my work tonight, shall we go grab a late-night snack and get a foot massage?"
Yu Huan sighed, "I can't wash a single drop. If the rich woman found out, she'd probably have to use a steel wool pad to wash my feet."
“A rich woman is still a woman. How can a real man be controlled by a woman?” Xie Gouhua shook his head as he looked at Yu Huan.
Yu Huan glanced at her sideways: "You only have an excuse to ask Linzi to let you go out and have fun because I'm here, right?"
Hearing this, Xie Gouhua, who had been seen through, paused for a moment, but he quickly chuckled and said, "If she hadn't given me a child, I would have divorced this troublesome woman long ago, understand?"
The two stepped onto the curb at the same time. "Really?" Yu Huan smiled and took out her phone from her pocket: "I'll record it, so say it again."
Xie Gouhua coughed lightly, took a few quick steps, then passed Yu Huan and stopped in front of a building materials store.
He glanced at the Mediterranean man eating noodles from a large white porcelain bowl at the shop entrance and smiled, "Brother Sun, eating?"
As he spoke, Xie Gouhua put one hand behind his back and subtly stretched it out toward Yu Huan.
Yu Huan was surveying the store.
This shop is several times larger than Xie Gouhua's shop, and the space is filled to the brim with layers upon layers of boards.
Even the walls are covered with panels to serve as display areas.
Noticing Xie Gouhua's actions, Yu Huan quickly took out the list and two boxes of Furongwang cigarettes from her pocket, stacked them together, and placed them in his palm.
With his eyes slightly narrowed, Brother Sun skillfully moved his chopsticks in the bowl, rolling up the noodles and slowly putting them into his mouth. This series of movements was fluid and graceful.
While chewing, he said with a smile, "Little Xie, I see you opened quite early today."
"That's right, my best buddy is here, and I need to trouble you with something."
"What's the matter?" Brother Sun asked curiously.
Xie Gouhua started the conversation, and Yu Huan stepped forward to briefly explain her needs:
"Hello brother, it's like this..."
Brother Sun listened attentively, and after finishing his soup, he placed the large bowl on the desk that served as a cashier's counter near the entrance.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly pulled out a pack of Furongwang cigarettes from his coat pocket and offered them to Yu Huan and Xie Gouhua.
"Thank you, I don't smoke." Yu Huan waved her hand.
"Oh."
Brother Sun nodded, then handed the list to Xie Gouhua and took it from Xie Gouhua.
He put a cigarette in his mouth, took out a lighter, lit the cigarette, and glanced at the list.
Seeing this, Xie Gouhua stepped forward, placed two boxes of Furongwang cigarettes on the desk, grinned, and said, "Brother Sun, there's little work but many requirements, thank you for your trouble!"
"Two packs of Furongwang cigarettes?" Brother Sun looked at the two of them and said with a friendly smile, "Looks like I have no choice but to take this job."
Xie Gouhua took a drag of his cigarette, let out a long sigh, and raised an eyebrow: "Brother Sun, how about a wholesale price?"
"Of course! What kind of relationship do we have?" Brother Sun immediately went around behind the desk, took out an account book, and started copying it down.
Xie Gouhua chuckled.
Yu Huan, observing their expressions, could tell at a glance that they might be comrades who had washed feet and received massages together, even though they were a generation apart in age.
However, he was indeed a bit unfamiliar with this Brother Sun.
At this time in my past life, I was still working like a beast of burden at a newspaper, roughly equivalent to Wei Quan's current role, and Xie Gouhua's current shop is about to be demolished.
Xie Gouhua is about to move to live with his parents near the Hongxing Building Materials Market.
This place mainly deals in wholesale, and Yu Huan's little bit of stuff is really not enough, plus it's quite troublesome and has many requirements.
A piece of plasterboard is about three square meters.
Yu Huan ordered seven pieces, plus the agreed-upon pine wood, and after Sun Ge rounded down the price, he paid a total of three hundred-yuan bills.
The building materials used are all of relatively good quality, so the price is already very reasonable.
Brother Sun took the three banknotes Yu Huan handed him, casually put them in his pocket, and simultaneously pressed the calculator:
"Reset to zero—" the mechanical female voice said.
"Let's go to the back warehouse and pick out some timber." Brother Sun stood up.
Yu Huan turned her head to look at the inner room of the shop, which was a dark, poorly lit doorway, where she could vaguely see the outlines of boards and other materials.
He nodded and said, "Okay."
Timber is usually sold in bundles. High-grade pine timber is of very good quality, with few knots, and doesn't require much sorting.
Brother Sun walked ahead and turned on the warehouse light.
In the dim light, he took a sharp knife and used it to cut open the cable ties.
Yu Huan squatted down on the ground, parting the debris to examine it closely...
Not long after.
Yu Huan and Xie Gouhua strolled out of the plywood store leisurely.
The two were standing in the middle of the road, waiting for a Camry sedan in the lane ahead to pass.
The Camry suddenly stopped, screeching to a halt in front of them.
The car window rolled down quickly, and a young man with a thick beard and bushy eyebrows waved at Yu Huan: "Hey~ Boss, it really is you!"
The man had a very masculine appearance, but his behavior and tone of voice were like those of an older woman, and he was wearing a pink cotton-padded jacket.
These days, it's rare to see such a strange person.
It can only be described as extremely avant-garde.
Yu Huan smiled and replied, "Hello."
"Boss, you're so much more handsome in person than in photos and videos!" Before the words were even finished, the phone camera snapped a picture of Yu Huan.
The older woman put down her phone, leaned out the window, and waved: "Bye-bye, Boss!"
Yu Huan nodded slightly.
As the Camry sped away, Xie Gouhua stared at its taillights, unable to move for a long time.
It wasn't until Yu Huan nudged his shoulder that Xie Gouhua followed him to the opposite side of the road.
Xie Gouhua scratched his forehead and asked in surprise, "Boss? Huan'er, are you a celebrity now?"
"I work at a newspaper, and although it's just a nominal position, it's normal for some people to know me, isn't it?" Yu Huan said without batting an eye, trying her best to deceive him.
"real or fake?"
"if not?"
“Okay…” Xie Gouhua nodded gently.
The two walked slowly side by side into the hardware store, where Linzi was already serving a thin old man wearing a red hard hat.
The adorable little Xie was placed in a high chair, playing with a rubber hammer in her chubby little hands.
Yu Huan stepped forward and pinched her rosy cheeks.
Xiao Xie was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw Yu Huan's face. Immediately, the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a few sparse baby teeth.
Yu Huan then bent down and made a few funny faces, which made her giggle. Her laughter was as clear and melodious as a silver bell.
Xie Gouhua stood aside and dusted off the list in his hand: "Huan'er, just name a time. The timber and plasterboard can definitely be cut and prepared in the next two days. I'll deliver everything to your door then."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan's smile remained unchanged as she turned her head and said, "How about eight o'clock tomorrow night?"
"no problem."
Yu Huan turned back to continue teasing Xiao Xiao Xie's chubby, adorable face, and said:
"Dog, calculate how much the hardware materials will cost."
"Huan'er, if you're going to say these things, then take those two packs of cigarettes back!" Xie Gouhua said, feigning displeasure.
Yu Huan straightened up, turned her gaze to Xie Gouhua, and said after a moment's thought, "Between the two of us, I won't thank you."
Xie Gouhua grinned and said, "That's more like it. Huan'er, I probably have to go deliver some goods. If you're free, would you like to come with me?"
"I have to go too, I have a lot to do today," Yu Huan politely declined.
"Alright, even a small leadership position is still a leadership position!" Xie Gouhua patted Yu Huan's chest: "If you become Director Yu soon, don't forget me when you're rich and powerful!"
Yu Huan nodded and replied in a serious tone:
"Don't befriend a poor cat!"
(End of this chapter)