Xiaoya first called Wei Wenqing and told him that these people had been fired and that they had to remember to check whether the refund had been received.
Wei Wenqing was still a little dazed after answering the phone, so he called his brother Wei Wenjun again and shared the matter with him.
Wei Wenjun sighed with emotion: "Those idiots are finally out! Haha! I have been hating you for I don't know how long, but I didn't expect that I could get my money back after being kicked by a little duck..."
Wei Wenqing typed and pronounced: "The little duck is very brave. If we were so brave back then..."
Wei Wenjun told him: "Oh, that's not possible! My father is reluctant to beat the duckling, but he is willing to beat us."
"...What I said makes sense."
"Let's get down to business. These people are leaving. You have to remember the rules at home."
"understandable."
The brothers ended the call.
Wei Wenqing went out, called for the servants, and typed: "Keep an eye on them. Don't take any luggage with you when you leave."
According to the rules of the ghost family, when outsiders come to the house, the family will prepare the necessary things, so they cannot take anything with them when they leave.
This was decided by the old man after the Gui family had suffered losses.
After all, taking away things like gold and silver is a trivial matter, but if you take away any secrets... then the consequences will be serious!
The servant followed Wei Wenqing's instructions and waited at the door.
The monks and Taoists were sent away first.
Then came the archbishop and his party.
"Wait! You can't leave!" The servant stopped him.
The archbishop said angrily: "The money has been returned, what else do you want? You are so insulting to our faith!"
The servant pointed to the back: "You can't take the suitcase with you."
"What's inside is our own stuff..."
"You can't bring it with you. Didn't you read the terms carefully when you signed the contract?"
"Hey, listen, this isn't legal, there was never such a requirement!"
The servant paused for a moment and said hesitantly: "When our family was abroad, we occasionally did some illegal things. This is normal."
"..." The Archbishop was silent.
"We still have souvenirs in our box that we want to take home. How can we leave them here?" I don't know which nun said in a low voice.
"Yes, the key is that the people here have no faith at all. How can we leave the Bible in a place like this? After we leave, they will definitely destroy it first." Someone else said.
The Archbishop's brows frowned more and more: "That's right! We should fight for our rights! Get out of the way!"
Wei Wenqing didn't expect that this would cause a quarrel. He hurried over with his bodyguards and surrounded them.
He glanced silently at the men.
A little strange.
*
At this end, the little duck looked at the servant and asked: "Are they..."
Secretary Wang thought of his own personality and lied without batting an eyelid: "Oh, they are all part-time workers and will leave in a moment."
maid:?
The boss said let's go...then let's go.
The room suddenly became even quieter.
The little duck took a breath. The air was cold and there was no warmth in the west.
She got off the sofa and asked, "Where is the kitchen?"
Secretary Wang pointed: "What are you going to do?"
"Boil some water, I'm thirsty."
Secretary Wang stood up and gave her a bottle of mineral water: "Drink this."
The little duck caught it in his hand: "It's cold."
After saying that, she went into the kitchen and came out soon with two bowls of hot water.
She also generously gave Secretary Wang a bowl: "Drinking it cold will give you a stomachache, but drinking this will relieve it."
Secretary Wang said softly: "No wonder I always feel uncomfortable."
"What's for dinner?" the duck asked him proactively.
"Roasted potatoes, I watched your program and they looked delicious." Secretary Wang walked into the kitchen and turned on the gas stove, "Here, let's bake them."
The little duck frowned slightly and stared at the gas stove with blue flames: "Are you going to bake it here?"
"Can't you?"
"I don't think so."
Secretary Wang didn't give up and wanted to give it a try, but thinking about what he had just said to listen to the children, he gave up the attempt.
"What is this?" Little Duck pointed and asked.
Many things in this kitchen are unfamiliar to Xiaoya. She had used an earthen stove before, but when she returned to her grandpa's house, she didn't have the chance to go to the kitchen.
"This is a microwave."
"What about this?"
"dishwasher."
"this……"
"oven."
The little duck lay in front of the oven: "This looks like it can be baked."
Secretary Wang was happy: "Let's bake it now."
The little duck asked: "How to use this?"
Secretary Wang seemed very experienced: "Come here, I'll teach you how to adjust it."
The little duck thought for a while: "Forget it, I'll just read the instructions."
Secretary Wang narrowed his eyes: "You don't believe me so much?"
The little duck nodded vigorously and said without any pretense: "Yeah."
Secretary Wang retracted his hand: "Then I'll go find potatoes for you."
This home is really too big. Fortunately, it has been organized by professionals. Xiaoya spent some effort and found the instructions for all the electrical appliances in the home neatly arranged in the drawer.
A thick stack.
Little Duck likes to read books, and this pile is like a book to her.
She sat down and slowly began to turn over the pages, memorizing them bit by bit.
After a while, Secretary Wang raised his waist and handed out two potatoes: "They seem to be some kind of superior variety, very soft and waxy..."
The little duck stared at the potato: "But it has sprouts."
"Um, so what?"
"You will be poisoned if you eat it."
Secretary Wang suddenly realized again: "No wonder I put my eldest brother in the hospital last time."
Little Duck:?
The little duck quickly touched the two potatoes and smashed them into the trash can.
Secretary Wang sighed regretfully: "Then everything can't be eaten. I'll call someone right away..."
Send new ones to your door.
When the words came to his lips, Secretary Wang swallowed them back.
After all, his current personality doesn't seem to be like this.
"Let's go buy some new ones." Little Duck suggested.
Secretary Wang could only agree: "Okay."
Half an hour later, Secretary Wang stood silent at the door of the noisy vegetable market.
Waves of strong fishy smell drifted from not far away and penetrated into the heart of his brain.
The big fish jumped and brought water to the ground, forming depressions everywhere.
Moist, dirty, earthy smell...
Secretary Wang is a little uncomfortable.
…Shouldn’t we go to the supermarket to buy it?
"We..." Secretary Wang just started.
The little duck grabbed his hand and led him inside.
The two of them were so good-looking that they attracted a lot of eyes as soon as they walked in.
"Here comes a silver carp!" The little duck stood on tiptoe, making his head pop out a little from behind the tall aquarium.
"Hey!" The boss responded and walked out, watching the children single-handedly handle the process of picking the fish and paying.
I couldn't help but look at Secretary Wang in confusion, thinking that it was probably some kind of social practice to train children's self-care ability...
After buying the fish, the duck went to buy new potatoes, tomatoes, bamboo shoots...
After that, I went to the small shop next to the vegetable market to pick out dishes, shoes and socks, pillows, pillow covers, quilt covers...
Then go back to the apartment building.
There was a pair of plush shoes at the door, with a crooked stuffed pig sewn on them.
And a shopping basket.
There is also a practical stainless steel water cup on the table.
There is an extra quilt cover with the word "囍" printed on it. It is the best quality and most expensive quilt cover in Xiaoya's memory.
The kitchen has a big cock bowl and a red plaid apron...
The cold decoration style was instantly broken, and it had a charm of combining urban and rural areas.
Secretary Wang scanned around and asked, "I remember that your school has an appreciation class and a flower arrangement class..."
Xiaoya nodded: "Yes, yes. But the teacher said that I have no aesthetic sense. Then Sheng Yuxiao asked them to cancel the class!"
Nephew, you are really evil! Secretary Wang smacked his lips.
