Chapter 94 Returning

Qin Wanqiu finally found a point of attack.

She attacked Xia Fanxing from the moral high ground of hard work and simple lifestyle.

Xia Fanxing didn't rush to refute, but instead opened the door and turned to the side so that Qin Wanqiu could see the furnishings inside the room.

Her tone was calm and composed: "Captain Qin, I think you're overthinking it. I put plants and flowers on the windowsill to purify the air and uplift my mood. You're a military doctor, so you must know the working environment in the hospital. Coming back to look at the flowers and leaves helps the medical staff work and rest better."

"As for tablecloths, they are also for keeping the table clean and avoiding damage to public property. These are all expressions of hygiene and love of life, and the 'Hygiene Convention' also encourages the public to do so."

“I consider doing this to be particular, and I believe that appropriate attention to detail is beneficial to physical and mental health, and can also improve the efficiency of revolutionary work. This appropriate attention to detail is better than being sloppy and neglecting one’s duties, which can lead to the growth of bacteria.”

Xia Fanxing's words were reasonable and well-founded, and she even cited the "Sanitation Convention".

She equated being particular with being hygienic and taking care of public property, leaving Qin Wanqiu speechless for a moment.

Qin Wanqiu's smile faltered; she hadn't expected Xia Fanxing to be so eloquent.

But she just couldn't believe it. Was there absolutely nothing wrong with Xia Fanxing's dorm room?

After all, Xia Fanxing used to be a capitalist's daughter. Could she change her previous sophisticated capitalist ways so quickly?

So Qin Wanqiu raised her enamel mug slightly as a cover, but actually took the opportunity to quickly peek into Xia Fanxing's dormitory.

Unexpectedly, this glance made her heart ache even more.

Xia Fanxing's dorm room is indeed different from hers!

Although the furniture is all old and worn, it shows signs of being carefully maintained.

This is a two-person dormitory room. The other bed's sheet is covered up backwards, which means the other person is temporarily not there.

Xia Fanxing's bed sheets were laid out neatly and cleanly, with almost no wrinkles.

Although the quilt wasn't folded into a perfect square, it was still neatly folded.

The unidentified wildflowers on the windowsill grew lush and green, and were placed in a clean, transparent old tin can.

Just as Xia Fanxing said, watching it made me feel great, as if it could wash away the fatigue from a day's work.

A piece of blue printed fabric with a pattern was laid on the desk. Even though it had faded and turned white from washing, it was still a rare and beautiful decoration.

Several medical books were neatly arranged on the desk, and an old enamel mug sat on the corner of the desk, containing a few dried herbs that emitted a faint fragrance.

In the corner, a simple bookshelf was even built using old wooden planks, filled with all sorts of old but neatly arranged books.

This dormitory is simple, but clean and cozy, full of life while also exuding an indescribable sense of elegance.

In contrast, Qin Wanqiu's newly assigned dormitory room, which hadn't been properly tidied up yet, appeared particularly messy and cold.

Feeling such a stark contrast, Qin Wanqiu felt very uncomfortable.

This discomfort made her want to nitpick at Xia Fanxing again.

Pointing to the small bookshelf in the corner, she questioned Xia Fanxing, "These wooden planks belong to the public, right? Isn't it inappropriate for you to use public resources without permission?"

Xia Fanxing glanced at them and replied, "I picked those out from the scrap wood in the logistics department. I reported it before I picked them out. This is also considered recycling, which should be in line with the spirit of thrift. Captain Qin, don't you agree?"

Qin Wanqiu was once again speechless, choked by Xia Fanxing's words.

She felt that every move she made was like punching cotton, not only failing to cause any real harm to Xia Fanxing, but also making her look like an unreasonable person.

She forced a smile, but her tone was curt: "Hehe, it seems Comrade Xia Fanxing is quite thrifty. Alright, you should rest now, I'm going back."

After saying that, she turned around dejectedly, holding the empty cup, and went back to her dormitory.

The sound of her slamming the door was louder than usual, as if she wanted to vent her dissatisfaction and resentment in this way.

Xia Fanxing calmly closed the door.

She didn't care what Qin Wanqiu's mood was right now; after all, she had never been one to start trouble.

If Qin Wanqiu finally understands and stops bothering her, that's fine. But if Qin Wanqiu continues to target her and trip her up at every turn, then she will respond accordingly and show no mercy.

Xia Fanxing drew the curtains and sat down at her desk to read for a while.

I don't know if it's because she's further along in her pregnancy, but she's eating more now than before.

I just finished eating not long ago, but I feel a little hungry now.

Xia Fanxing took out various pastries from her spatial storage and placed them on the table, then took out a cup of hot milk.

A bite of pastry, a sip of hot milk—it's incredibly delicious and comforting.

She was enjoying her food while reading. When she finished eating and reading and was about to go into her space to wash up before going to sleep, she suddenly heard the sound of wheels rolling downstairs.

The sound was clearly the sound of a suitcase hitting the ground. Xia Fanxing paused slightly and listened carefully.

At this hour, it's impossible for someone to be pushing a suitcase around doing anything.

Then the rolling sound disappeared, and Xia Fanxing heard slightly heavy footsteps.

It was obvious that the other person carried the suitcase upstairs.

Hearing the commotion coming from this direction, Xia Fanxing quickly opened the window, letting the aroma of pastries and milk waft out.

Sure enough, the sound of the roller and footsteps stopped in front of the dormitory door.

The sound of keys rang out, the dormitory door opened, and an unfamiliar girl pushed her suitcase in.

The girl was tall and had a great figure. Even though she had rushed back and her military uniform was covered in dust, it couldn't hide her superior physique.

Her skin was a healthy tan, her eyes and brows were bright, and her nose was straight, but her face was expressionless.

When she saw Xia Fanxing sitting on the bed, she visibly froze for a moment, and a hint of nervousness seemed to flash in her eyes.

Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to greet her, but for some reason, she didn't say anything in the end. She just nodded stiffly to Xia Fanxing, and then silently pulled her suitcase to her bedside and began to tidy up the bed that hadn't been used for a long time.

When Xia Fanxing moved into this dormitory, she already knew that her roommate was named Su Nianxue, who was the lead dancer and a pillar of the performing arts troupe.

The reason I haven't seen her for so long is because Su Nianxue was touring various troupes, and it seems she only returned today.