Smiling Happily in the 80s: Marrying a Handsome Husband, Having Kids and Money

Waking up, Zheng Baozhu transmigrated to the 1980s, marrying a divorced man with a child and becoming a military wife in the family compound.

Fortunately, the other party also opposed arrange...

Chapter 6 The newlyweds meet formally

Song Zhiting agreed and returned home. Seeing that no one was at home, he went back to Political Commissar Qiu's home.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Zheng Baozhu in the kitchen.

When their eyes met, Zheng Baozhu didn't know how to respond and just stood there in a daze without saying a word.

Song Zhiting said happily: "So you are a relative of the political commissar's family."

Zheng Baozhu: “Uh…”

Ding Peizhi called out to Song Zhiting: "Captain Song, you have to try Baozhu's cooking. I guarantee you'll want to eat it again after this one."

"Baozhu...are you Zheng Baozhu?" Song Zhiting's face was full of disbelief.

Zheng Baozhu had adjusted her mentality and greeted generously: "Hello, Captain Song, I am Zheng Baozhu."

Song Zhiting did not expect that the newlyweds would meet formally in this way.

The hot pot on the stove was boiling. Ding Peizhi brought over the washed cabbage, radishes and potatoes. Political Commissar Qiu and the two children were already sitting around the stove with their bowls in their hands.

Ding Peizhi asked Zheng Baozhu and Song Zhiting to sit together.

While tasting the delicious fish balls, Political Commissar Qiu said to Song Zhiting, "Zhiting, Xiao Zheng is a good girl. You have neglected to take care of her during this period because of your work. After the selection is over, I will give you two days off to spend time with Xiao Zheng."

Zheng Baozhu was delighted when she heard this.

When Song Zhiting has his vacation, he can send her back to Beijing to get a divorce.

Song Zhiting said: "It takes a day and a night to go back by train, and there is not enough time to go back and forth."

Zheng Baozhu thought so too and said to Political Commissar Qiu: "Political Commissar, can you give me two more days of leave?"

Political Commissar Qiu said: "Zhi Ting is the battalion commander. There are many things that need to be handled by the troops. He cannot leave for too long."

Zheng Baozhu was a little disappointed, and could only turn her grief and anger into appetite, eating the fish balls in big mouthfuls.

Song Zhiting asked: "Why did you think of selling shredded squid?"

Zheng Baozhu said angrily: "I took the wrong luggage. I have no money. If I don't sell my things, am I going to starve to death?"

"I'm sorry. I was negligent."

After dinner, Zheng Baozhu wanted to help Ding Peizhi wash the dishes, but was gently pushed by Ding Peizhi to Song Zhiting.

"Go back quickly. We don't need your help here. Spend more time with Captain Song. Relationships are cultivated."

The two went back one after the other. Zheng Baozhu entered the house and Song Zhiting followed her in.

Zheng Baozhu saw this and said, "Um... don't you need to take care of work?"

Song Zhiting replied: "There is a break at noon."

Zheng Baozhu wanted to take a nap, but Song Zhiting refused to leave, so she had to sit on the chair.

"How have you been doing recently?" Song Zhiting asked.

Zheng Baozhu said perfunctorily: "It's OK. Except for the low temperature and strong wind, everything else is good."

"I'll try to get more time off."

"Um."

Seeing that Zheng Baozhu didn't want to talk, Song Zhiting left tactfully.

As soon as the person left, Zheng Baozhu closed the door and slipped into the space.

The temperature on the island is too cold. Although it hasn't reached the coldest time yet, Zheng Baozhu, who is used to air-conditioned rooms, still feels uncomfortable.

Zheng Baozhu woke up in the afternoon and had nothing to do, so she went for a walk on the beach.

A fisherman saw her and asked her if she wanted more seafood, and Zheng Baozhu said yes.

Because she bought a lot, the fishermen sent it to her near the family quarters.

Seeing Zheng Baozhu buying so much seafood again, the military wives asked, "Did you really make money from it?"

Zheng Baozhu hummed.

Captain Zhou's wife Zhao Li asked: "I also want to earn some money to support the family. Can you take me with you?"

Zheng Baozhu said: "I don't plan to go to the market anymore. If you want to go, just find an empty space in the market to sell your products."

After hearing this, the other military wives also wanted to try it out.

Ding Peizhi said: "If you want to make money, the food you make must be unique. Otherwise, everyone can cook seafood, so everyone can sell it."

Zhao Li walked up to Zheng Baozhu, took her hand and asked affectionately: "I'm not very good at cooking, can you teach me?"

Ding Peizhi said: "If you are not good at cooking, don't do this business, otherwise you won't be able to sell the food and the ingredients will be wasted."

She would have to leave the island sooner or later, and now she was not short of money. Zheng Baozhu did not plan to go to the market to sell spicy squid shreds anymore, so it would be okay to tell them the ingredients and method.

Zheng Baozhu said to the military wives, "I will go back and write down the recipe for you."

The military wives were all very happy to hear this.

"I didn't expect Captain Song's wife to be so easy to talk to. She doesn't put on airs at all."

"Yes, we didn't know her before. We should talk to her more often in the future."

Ding Peizhi knew that these people said it on purpose for Zheng Baozhu to hear, so she didn't expose them, but just asked them to take better care of Zheng Baozhu in the future.

Soon, Zheng Baozhu came out and handed the written recipe to Ding Peizhi, asking them to copy one each.

Looking at the seasonings required by the recipe, Zhao Li said, "I have never heard of these seasonings. It will cost a lot of money to buy so many seasonings. What if the seafood cannot be sold and I lose money?"

Ding Peizhi said: "In business, there are losses and gains. If you are not willing to take even this little risk, then don't sell it."

Zhao Li quickly apologized with a smile: "I just said that, I didn't say I don't want to do business."

Someone suggested: "Why don't you lend us some of your seasoning first? We'll make it and sell it once to see how it goes. If it does sell, we'll buy more seasoning."

Zheng Baozhu said: "I brought the seasoning from home and have used it up, so I don't sell squid strips. You can go to the store to buy a little bit and ask the boss to grind it into powder for you. It doesn't cost much."

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