When she went out, Yi Qingqing glanced at the left side.
Zheng Xiaolong was sweeping the floor at the door of his house, but he looked at the heroine’s house opposite him from time to time. Presumably, the heroine was also in the house.
The door to the house where Qian Lailai’s room opened, but no one was there.
Chen Zhihe was also cleaning the house.
Finally, Yi Qingqing glanced at the opposite door. There was a lock on the door. She didn’t know where he went.
Suddenly, she felt something fall on her head. She looked up and saw a hand with sharp bones flashing between the tiles of the opposite roof.
“Yun Guyuan, are you up there?” Yi Qingqing shouted.
Yun Guyuan heard the sound and stuck his head out, “Well, I’m afraid it might rain tonight. I’m fixing up tiles. You…”
“Really? You are so awesome. I also asked someone to help fix up the tile and stove. If it rains, then you need to hurry. I won’t talk anymore. I will go get water.”
After Yi Qingqing finished speaking, she took the bucket and left.
As she walked, she was still thinking. This Yun Guyuan was so amazing, so why was he just a background in the book?
In the novel, it did rain on the second night after the heroine arrived at the educated youth point. The roof was still intact, but at night, it started to rain heavily outside and light rain inside.
The heroine had a supermarket space, so she could go in and take shelter, but Qingqing didn’t have it, so she quickly found someone to help fix the tiles. However, she didn’t expect that there was someone here who could read the sky.
Yun Guyuan looked at the figure who was full of energy and vigor, walking with the wind. He shook his head. He could not only pick up tiles but also build a stove. But, it seemed that she didn’t need his help.
After hearing what they said, the old carpenter who was repairing the door looked at the sky and muttered, “Does it look like it’s going to rain today?”
Not long after Yi Qingqing left, Zheng Xiaolong finally found a reason to knock on the door opposite, “Mengxue, I see that Yi Qingqing came back with a lot of items. Do you want to go with us to ask her?”
Li Mengxue, who was hiding in the supermarket space eating instant noodles, heard the noise outside. She looked over at Yi Qingqing’s house and agreed.
They called Chen Zhihe and went to the front yard together.
Not long after they left, Liu Chunxing and Wang Lingling also came out.
“Comrade Yun, can you help Wang Lingling and me fix up the tiles after you’re done? We don’t know how to do this.” Liu Chunxing shouted to the roof.
“…”
“Comrade Yun?”
“…”
“Forget it, Chunxing, we’re not familiar with him either. Why don’t we ask Yi Qingqing to see who she asked to help fix up the tiles? Just ask someone like her.” Wang Lingling thought that although this person looked good, he didn’t seem to be easy to talk to.
Liu Chunxing clenched her clothes, and instead of shouting, she said to Wang Lingling, “Wait a minute, our door also needs to be repaired.”
Liu Chunxing pulled her to the old carpenter, “Uncle, how much does it cost to repair a door? Can I exchange it with food?”
The old carpenter knocked loudly in his hands, “Ah? What did you say?”
Liu Chunxing glanced around and spoke louder, “I’m asking, how much does it cost to repair a door?”
“What are you talking about? My ears are not very good. I can’t hear!” The old carpenter pointed to his ears.
Liu Chunxing’s face turned pale for a while. What happened today? Only other people’s clear voices could reach their ears, but no one wanted to hear her Liu Chunxing’s voice?
Wang Lingling felt a little embarrassed. The old man obviously didn’t want to talk to them.
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