Chapter 126 Your sister-in-law gave it to me

"Write it down."

Feng Shuo gave Yang He a piece of paper and asked him to mark down every detail of the items he needed to prepare when he took his wife to join the army.

Yang He was still wondering which friend could make the team leader do this.

He scratched his head, moved the stool, moved forward, picked up a pen on the table and was about to take off the cap.

With a snap!

I was hit on the back of my hand.

Feng Shuo glanced at Yang He with his hawk-like sharp eyes without any emotion, snatched the pen from his hand, raised his chin, and tapped the wooden pencil next to him.

Yang He didn't dare to say anything, he just picked up the pen and started writing.

Feng Shuo, on the other hand, explained to himself: "The pen was given by your sister-in-law, don't take it casually."

"Oh! Captain, your sister-in-law is so good to you!"

Yang He wrote furiously.

Feng Shuo stroked the pen that Zhu Yunying gave him, and his knuckles turned slightly white.

After a long while, he replied, "Yeah."

Zhu Yunying's love for him has always been open and shown on her face.

His little bit of liking is not good enough.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. Seeing Yang He had been writing for a long time and hadn't put down his pen yet, Feng Shuo couldn't help but urge him: "Why haven't you finished yet? Write faster."

Yang He didn't even raise his head: "I wrote it very quickly, but there's a lot of stuff! It will be done soon..."

Feng Shuo's eyes darkened: "..."

Half an hour later, Yang He finally finished writing the list.

Feng Shuo took the list and set off immediately.

…

In the town, supply and marketing cooperative.

Feng Shuo held the lucky bag list given by Yang He in one hand and the banknotes in the other.

I remembered the reminder Yang He gave me when he started writing: "Every household will definitely need different things. In fact, all you need to do is go through every counter in the supply and marketing cooperative. I was short of money at the time, so I didn't buy a dressing table for Zou Mei. It's a pity. In the army, I couldn't make it myself."

There is no shortage of large furniture such as wardrobes, tables, chairs and benches in the courtyard house.

A dressing mirror...

Feng Shuo pondered this thing and thought that Zhu Yunying would like it too.

When she was in Haicheng, she lived in a small mansion and was picked up and dropped off by car when going out. She could not avoid looking in the mirror when dressing up.

As he thought about this, his mind gradually began to imagine Zhu Yunyao lying on the dragon and phoenix quilt. Her skin was as white as snow, and her long, naturally curly hair, as thick as a waterfall, spread out on the pillow. It was soft and fluffy, and it looked very soft and smooth, and it felt even more silky to the touch...

Feng Shuo stood on a dressing table with a long oval mirror, his brows stern as he looked carefully.

"Is it the latest style?" he asked.

Seeing his dignified and serious demeanor, the salesperson at the supply and marketing cooperative didn't dare to neglect him at all. She said hurriedly, "It's the latest model. It's a little expensive! But there's only one. Many people come to ask about it, hoping to buy it for their wedding."

The word "marriage" touched Feng Shuo's nerves.

With his hands hanging by his side, he rubbed his knuckles secretly to suppress the heat in his heart.

"This is it."

"Okay, okay! We have wooden combs and brushes here too. Would you like to take one? Are you preparing some for your family members who are accompanying you in the army?"

The salesperson had really sharp eyes. When he saw Feng Shuo's little gesture, he immediately changed the topic.

"You live in a military compound, so you'll need at least thirty-six legs. Would you consider three turns and one ring?"

"Three turns and one ring?"

Feng Shuo has been guarding the border for many years, so he has no idea about these things that are familiar to everyone.

The salesperson explained, "Three turns means watches, bicycles, and sewing machines. Don't they all have wheels that turn? One sound means a radio. Families with the means can also buy these big items."

When Feng Shuo heard this, his heart sank again.

Zhu Yunyi's watch was a relic left by his mother, and he had accidentally broken it before. Although he later repaired it, he must have been very sad at the time, right?

She brought her own bicycle, but she didn't dare tell anyone when it broke. Yu Jincheng helped her fix it, and then it sat untouched in the courtyard. I don't know if it was because it wasn't repaired that she didn't want to ride it anymore.

Sewing machine... She bought the sewing machine herself.

There seemed to be a hole in Feng Shuo's heart, and cold air was rushing in.

A sense of indebtedness arises spontaneously.

Accustomed to living alone, Feng Shuo has no particular pursuit of material life. No matter what, simple and sufficient is enough.

Now it seems that there are indeed too many things I need to make up for.

It’s no wonder that Zhu Yunying refused to accept his money.

It was he who was negligent first, so he cannot blame others.

"Please take me to look at the watch and the bicycle. I just bought a sewing machine. Can I rip the cloth here? The kind suitable for little girls."

Feng Shuo thought about it and decided that he could tell the difference between good watches and bicycles, so he could buy a better one.

He didn't know much about sewing machines, but a machine alone wouldn't do much. Since Zhu Yunying wanted to learn the craft, he would give her some more cloth to practice on.

So, Feng Shuo picked out a "Shanghai brand" watch, which was a newer style than the one Zhu Yunying was wearing now.

Regarding bicycles, the salesperson recommended "Forever", saying it has good meaning and will bring a long-lasting marriage.

But the existing one is a 28-inch bicycle, which is inconvenient to get on and off, and is more suitable for men to ride.

In the end, he chose a Phoenix 26-type light vehicle, which had no crossbeam design and was very convenient to get on and off.

"The phoenix has a good meaning! Dragon and phoenix bring good luck, a perfect match made in heaven."

Feng Shuo paid the bill readily.

He also wanted to take the radio, but there were many people in the military compound and he was afraid that someone would make false accusations against Zhu Yunying, so he gave up for the time being.

As compensation, he actually walked around the supply and marketing cooperative and bought everything he saw at every counter that was suitable for Zhu Yunying.

Cakes, candied fruits and sweets were wrapped one by one in wax paper.

A nice shoulder bag, I picked the most youthful color and bought it.

A comb for combing hair, vanishing cream for applying face, and a red string for tying hair...

It was easy to choose. When he saw something that reminded him of Zhu Yunying, he would hand over the money.

Finally, I had two dollars left, and I didn't forget it, so I bought a big bathtub.

The last time he stuffed the shrimp into the shrimp, and although he cleaned it and put it back, he realized it too late now and was afraid that Zhu Yunying would dislike it.

All kinds of things.

He spent the whole afternoon shopping before finally returning home with a full load.

A jeep drove in front, followed by a tractor, helping to deliver furniture and bicycles.

People passing by all looked out to see!

Seeing this, Wang Huahua scolded her son again: "Look at other people. A man needs to be good at dealing with women and know how to love women before he can get a wife! As for you, I wonder how many girls you have to marry before you can bring home a daughter-in-law."

Song Xiaotian looked at the dust raised by Feng Shuo's wheels and just smiled.

"You've been with the army for so long, and you're only now thinking of buying something. How can that be considered loving a woman? Perhaps you're trying to please someone after a quarrel!"

"Pah! Pah! If you make fun of other couples, be careful of being single for the rest of your life! Burn some incense for your father to get rid of the bad luck!"

Wang Huahua pushed Song Xiaotian home.

Song Xiaotian's gaze was still fixed on the direction of the military compound, and his heart was no longer as calm as before.

How could a woman who could easily sell so much cotton and silk be short of such a small dowry?

What a military district chief, I'm afraid he doesn't know his partner at all.

Can you fool people by buying these things?

He felt that the woman might not even like him!

…

At this moment, at Zou Mei’s home.

Zhu Yunying sat cross-legged on the small sofa, imitating Shen Qian's slapping movements with her hands and feet, shaking her head and complaining: "She slapped the art soldier who stood up for her. I was dumbfounded watching it. What do you think of this person?..."

She stretched out her hand next to her temples and circled it.

Suddenly, there was a sudden sneeze——

“…Who’s scolding me?!”