Song Zhi looked at the other things and found that he didn't need them, so he took the things he had bought and rushed home to prepare.

When Song Zhi got home, he first kneaded a ball of dough and let it rise, then chopped the fillings for dumplings and buns and set them aside.

When Gu Huaijin got home, Song Zhi was making dumplings. Song Zhi was busy making dumplings and didn't pay attention to her. Unexpectedly, Gu Huaijin went into the house to change clothes and came out to wash his hands. He walked to her, rolled up his sleeves and sat down.

Song Zhi looked up at him in confusion, "You pack it?"

Her slightly questioning look made Gu Huaijin choke. He didn't know what strange thoughts were going on in her mind. Wouldn't it be normal for him to have these basic survival skills?

"Okay, let's do it together." Gu Huaijin said as he started to wrap it up. Song Zhi didn't react for a moment and stared at his actions blankly.

Watch him deftly put the filling into the rolled dough and wrap up a bun very skillfully and naturally.

The shapes he made looked pretty good, although not as good as hers.

"What time do you leave tomorrow morning?"

"Five-thirty, going to the next city." Gu Huaijin replied while wrapping buns.

"It's so early. When you get up tomorrow, wake me up too. I'll make some dumplings for you tomorrow morning." Song Zhi said casually.

When Gu Huaijin heard her words, his expression became obviously unnatural, mixed with a bit of disbelief. Although it was just a trivial matter under normal circumstances, Song Zhi's behavior surprised him. After all, they had never gotten along like this before.

At least it means he has a home here.

"good."

…

When Song Zhi got up early the next morning, it was already daybreak. Although she had something on her mind and told herself to get up early to cook, it was still difficult for her as she had never gotten up early before.

When she picked up her watch, she found that it was already past seven o'clock. She got up in a hurry, went out of the house and looked around the yard, but there was no one there.

Seeing that only half of the dumplings I made yesterday were left, I knew that Gu Huaijin had gotten up in the morning and cooked them for himself.

The thought brought a smile to her face.

She stood under the eaves and looked at the gloomy sky with some worry. It looked like it might rain today.

Gu Huaijin was not at home, and she was left alone in the lonely house.

Having nothing to do, she decided to water the strawberries first. After watering them, she went to find the carpenter in the family compound and wanted to make a long rack for hanging clothes. She wanted to add two boards underneath to put shoes and clothes hangers. She didn't like to put clothes that she wore frequently in the closet. It was better to hang them up, and it would be convenient to find them when she wanted to wear them.

She got down to work right away. She first drew a rough blueprint and then went to the place where the furniture was made.

"Hello, Master!" Song Zhi saw someone busy at the door and hurriedly greeted him.

The old craftsman who was carving wood in front of her was about 40 years old. He looked up at her and didn't know her face. He asked curiously, "Who are you?"

"I'm Song Zhi, the wife of Political Commissar Gu, who just moved in not long ago. I want to come here and make some furniture."

"What style do you want it to be?" The carpenter was sure that this was one of his own in the yard, so he stopped asking and instead asked her what she wanted to make.

"I want to make a long rack for hanging clothes." Song Zhi took out the blueprint he had drawn in advance and showed it to the carpenter. He then explained, "You can use two wooden boards underneath to place shoes. It would be best if the rack is a little higher, and there are also these supports for hanging clothes."

The carpenter stopped his work, took the blueprint from Song Zhi's hand, looked at it carefully for a moment, and asked curiously, "Are you not making a wardrobe?"

Nowadays young people like wardrobes, but this girl’s is unique.

Song Zhi smiled and said, "No, the wardrobe looks big, but it can't hold many clothes."

"Okay, let's make it according to your drawing. These things are not difficult to make. Come and get them in the afternoon!" The carpenter told her the specific time to come and pick up the goods, then lowered his head and continued to work.

Song Zhi looked over and saw a lot of ready-made furniture around. She saw a desk and remembered that the desk in her house should have been left by the previous resident. She didn't know if it was arranged by the organization.

It was just right for her to sit there, but Gu Huaijin felt a little cramped. Thinking about that scene, Song Zhi felt that he should buy him a taller desk so that it would be more convenient for him to work.

Seeing that the desk in front of her was just the right size and height, she asked, "Master, is this desk ordered by someone else, or is it for sale?"

The carpenter looked up and followed her gaze. "I saw this style at the dealership and tried to make it myself. It's been here for a long time, and you're the first one to ask about it."

Song Zhixin thought it was no wonder that she felt this was not the work of an ordinary carpenter, so she asked directly, "How much is this desk?"

"If you want it, it's 50 yuan. This is real sandalwood." The carpenter said with a pained look on his face. Seeing that Song Zhi didn't say anything, he thought she thought it was too expensive. It was not easy for a customer to ask about this desk. It would be better to sell it than to keep it here. He gritted his teeth and said, "45 yuan, it can't be any lower."

Song Zhi was just a little surprised that such a good thing only cost 50 yuan. Seeing the carpenter's painful look, she also knew that 45 yuan should be the carpenter's biggest concession.

"Okay, 45 yuan, I'll bring it to you in the afternoon, but can you help me send this desk back?" Song Zhi looked at this huge thing with some embarrassment, and the most important thing is that it was extremely heavy.

"That's easy. When you come over this afternoon, take me with you to pull the table over." The carpenter waved his hand indifferently when he heard her request and responded readily.

As Song Zhi expected, it started to drizzle at noon. Not knowing whether Gu Huaijin had brought thicker clothes, Song Zhi looked at the raindrops falling in the yard with some worry.

"Xiao Song?"

"I'm at home, come in, auntie!" Song Zhi was cleaning and quickly responded to the voice outside the yard.

"The rain started as soon as it started. I came over to bring you your clothes. They've already been washed."

"Aunt, why are you in such a hurry to bring it here? It's raining today. You can bring it here when the weather is better." Song Zhi put the clothes aside and let Aunt Zhao sit on the sofa and drink some water.

Aunt Zhao couldn't help but blurt out, "This is quite comfortable. I was also worried at home, so I thought of coming to you to talk to you."

Song Zhi also sat on the sofa and asked with concern, "Aunt, what happened that makes you look so sad?"

"It's all about Xiaoxue's blind date. Although that boy is innocent and looks honest, I still feel uneasy. That boy didn't grow up in front of us, and we don't know much about his character. So I thought of going over to take a look and get to know him. There's no harm in that. Who knew I would discover something so incredible when I went there?" Zhao Yun's face turned ugly when he said this, and he was also very angry.

"Is there a problem?" Song Zhi was very surprised. Logically speaking, since they were introduced by people who knew each other well, there shouldn't be any problems.

"That's right! I'm really angry..."