On the way, Zhang the carpenter spoke up, "You weren't like this before."

Aunt Zhang was holding the cloth coupons and brown sugar, admiring them, when she heard this she rolled her eyes and said, "Pah, you don't know anything. I'm just trying to befriend them, you know?"

"Why bother befriending her?" Zhang the carpenter was puzzled. He had spent his whole life dealing with the tools in the yard, and he really couldn't handle these things outside as well as his own wife.

Seeing Zhang the carpenter's cluelessness, Aunt Zhang angrily called him a blockhead, "Didn't you see where they live?"

It's just a small courtyard. You know, our own courtyard is bigger than theirs.

"Fool, city people may seem glamorous, but frankly, they're all crammed together like pigeon coops, one layer on top of another. Just looking at them makes me feel suffocated. But is this place the same?"

This courtyard is indeed not as big as theirs in the village, but frankly speaking, what kind of simple person can afford to live in a courtyard in the city?

Furthermore, being able to produce five and a half feet of cloth ration coupons in one go is not something an ordinary person can do.

And then there's brown sugar, a truly precious and top-notch item. Thinking of this, it would be a real fool for Aunt Zhang not to take this opportunity to get to know them better.

“It’s just some cotton. We have plenty of it at home. Besides, even if we exchange it over there, we could only get about the same amount of cotton. It’s dangerous anyway. It’s safer to give it to this family.”

Carpenter Zhang thought about it and agreed, so he simply kept quiet, only saying at the end, "From now on, you'll be in charge of our family."

Aunt Zhang's face immediately lit up with a smile, and she snorted smugly, "Isn't this what should be done?"

The tinkling of cowbells, accompanied by laughter, carried far and wide.

The Shen family on Wutong Street.

Looking at the house that was completely full, Shen Fenghua was so satisfied that she could hardly contain herself!

Qi Ye was also happy. This little home was decorated by them bit by bit, and the feeling of satisfaction was something that couldn't be explained in just a few words.

Are you happy?

Shen Fenghua nodded frantically, her smile as bright as spring flowers, "Happy."

Grandma was overjoyed. All she wanted to do was watch the two children be well. Nianping and Nian'an huddled around Grandma like little chicks, chirping and saying they were hungry.

Shen Fenghua was delighted with the outcome. The next morning, she got up early and first took her grandmother to the hospital to check her injury. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, she returned with her new bandage on.

When he got home, Qi Ye had just returned from grocery shopping. Seeing Shen Fenghua, he hurriedly went over and asked, "How is it?"

"It's nothing," Grandma said with a smile. "It's just a minor scrape; it'll be fine in a while."

Shen Fenghua was a little annoyed. "You said it was just a scrape, but you'll have a scar on your head, you know that?"

Grandma laughed even harder, "So what if I get a scar? I'm old enough to not care about beauty or ugliness. A scar is a scar. People say scars are a man's badge of honor, and for your grandma, it's a badge of honor too!"

What kind of twisted logic and fallacy is this?!

Shen Fenghua couldn't help but laugh, amused by her grandmother. "Alright, alright, I won't say anything more, but you'd better learn your lesson..."

Shen Fenghua was about to continue nagging when Grandma gave Qi Ye a headache-inducing look.

Qi Ye: "..."

He understood, stepped forward, and subtly interrupted Shen Fenghua, "By the way, I also brought back some fish. Take a look and see if these fish are big."

"Fish?" Shen Fenghua's attention was instantly drawn to it.

"Okay, come with me and take a look."

In the evening, Qi Ye's comrades-in-arms were invited first. There weren't many people, but it was still a lively gathering at the table. As they toasted and exchanged drinks, Nianping and Nian'an, who were sitting next to the old lady and eating obediently, felt a little sad. Who would have thought?

I haven't seen this child for just a few days, and he's changed so much.

She's full of energy now, dressed neatly and cleanly, and even her little face has gotten rounder.

Shen Fenghua was originally from the publicity department, so he was naturally poised and generous in both his speech and actions. Seeing Qi Ye, who was quiet until he made a stunning statement, the men felt a little uncomfortable.

How to put it? It's like wanting your brother to be well, but not wanting him to be too well-off.

We've been playing together, so our lives should be pretty much the same. Now that you've suddenly moved up a level, it's inevitable that you'll feel a bit disappointed.

If Shen Fenghua could see it, Qi Ye could naturally see it too.

In life and in business, just follow your conscience.

After seeing their comrades off, the young couple let the grandmother take the child to sleep while they cleaned up the mess. As they were cleaning up, Shen Fenghua began to speak cautiously, "How are your friends doing?"

"They're all alright," Qi Ye thought for a moment and gave a fairly objective answer. "At least on the battlefield, we don't have to worry about these people stabbing us in the back."

When this was mentioned, Qi Ye smiled slightly, "Besides, no one is perfect, we just need to keep that in mind."

Upon hearing this, Shen Fenghua understood immediately and gave Qi Ye a thumbs up, saying, "Good job, you know what you're doing."

"Hey, we're not kids anymore, that's enough."

Skipping over these matters briefly, Qi Ye asked Shen Fenghua, "What about you? What are you planning to do?"

"What? What should we do?"

"We've registered our marriage, but we haven't had a wedding banquet yet. I've notified everyone I needed to, what about you?"

Although the words were phrased very euphemistically, they clearly implied a desire for recognition and status. Getting married definitely requires public announcement; otherwise, what's the difference between that and a gigolo hiding at home?

Qi Ye thought calmly: he wanted the marriage certificate, and he wanted the official status as well.

Actually, he didn't plan to invite so many people to today's dinner, but then he thought, now that he's married, he has to show off a little.

His mind raced with thoughts, but his face remained calm and composed, revealing nothing about his inner turmoil.

Shen Fenghua didn't understand, but she always felt that although the words were spoken in a calm and unhurried manner, there was something else going on.

She looked at Qi Ye suspiciously, but met his exceptionally sincere eyes.

Well, she was judging a gentleman by her own petty standards.

After thinking for a moment, Shen Fenghua shared her plan: "There are a lot of people in my factory, so I'm thinking of not bringing everyone home and just having them eat at the factory canteen."

At that time, the food served in the canteen was generally mediocre, but the food served to the leaders was quite delicious.

Shen Fenghua herself doesn't have that much influence, but Li Yanran does. As long as she says a word, Li Yanran will definitely make up for everything that's needed later.

Qi Ye was stunned for a moment, then became a little anxious. What? He was invited to a wedding dinner, and as the host, he couldn't even show up?

Say yes quickly, or he'll start making a scene.