Ying Han asked Deng Chen to sit on the side near the kitchen, because there was a swing stool on the side near the living room, and it would be impolite to let Deng Chen sit there.

After pouring two glasses of beer, Ying Han picked them up and clinked them with Deng Chen. "Comrade Deng, thank you for your help back then. I don't drink much either, so let's just relax."

Deng Chen nodded and said, "It's just a piece of cake. Anyone who encounters it will ignore it."

"Not everyone can find someone in that hidden mountain. This is our fate." Ying Han put down his wine glass and helped Deng Chen pick up a piece of pork ribs.

"I can do it myself." Come to think of it, that was really a coincidence.

"I'm not a very good cook, don't mind me."

“It tastes great, much better than what’s sold outside.”

"Comrade Deng often eats out."

Deng Chen nodded and said, "It's not convenient for me to cook for myself. I'm lazy and want to save time. I usually eat at the state-owned restaurants nearby."

"The state-owned restaurant doesn't open in the morning. If I come here in the future, Comrade Deng can come to my house for dinner."

Deng Chen shook his head. "It's inconvenient."

"Why is it inconvenient? It only takes two minutes to get from your building to mine."

"I mean, it's not good for you, a lesbian, for me to come here so often."

Ying Han chuckled. "It's okay. I've never cared what others think of me. Over the years, I've been talked about a lot with that red spot on my face. When I was in school, I was the only girl in two classes in our architecture department. Guess what nickname they gave me?"

"I can't guess."

"The red flower in the Department of Architecture is because of that red spot on my face."

"Do they all bully you?"

"No, it's just a joke. The boys in my class and the teachers are very caring towards me."

Deng Chen smiled. If Ying Han was like this now, with a fair and clean face, there would definitely be a lot of people who like him.

While eating lunch, the two chatted about their experiences over the years.

When Deng Chen talked about his military service, Ying Han asked curiously, "How did you get injured so badly?"

Deng Chen was stunned for a moment. Ying Han thought the organization had some rules. "If it's inconvenient, don't worry about it."

“Not really, but when I suddenly thought of that time, I felt that God was helping me.

When I was evacuating, I was accidentally exposed and was followed by two enemy soldiers. I was shot in the body. They saw that I was alone, so they followed me for a while. I also discovered them at that time, but my ammunition was almost used up, and they had no bullets either, so they squeezed me into a remote place and started close combat.

They thought that there were only two of them, and I was a lone wounded soldier, and that I could easily be captured alive."

"They definitely underestimated you."

Deng Chen laughed. "I also had a near-death experience back then. They could have beaten me, but underestimating the enemy was their biggest mistake. In the end, they didn't kill me, but I killed them instead. Unfortunately, I was also seriously injured. It took a long time to walk to that mountain to hide. To be honest, I only had one bullet left in my gun at the time."

If the shot had missed, or if Zhu Liang had fought back hard, neither of them would be in this situation now.

Thanks to that coward Zhu Liang.

Ying Han smiled with emotion, "God is really helping us."

The name Deng Chen is not mentioned in the book.

Deng Chen also thought so. If she hadn't met Ying Han, she might have died there because he couldn't take out the flare on his body by himself.

(Note: In his previous life, Ying Han didn't run into the mountains with all his might, nor did he meet Deng Chen. Deng Chen died. Years later, a young man collecting herbs found a skeleton in the mountains. The pistol and combat uniform beside him suggested that he was a soldier. After years of searching for his son, Deng's father found only a pile of bones. Both of their lives ended in tragedy.)

The food cooked by Ying Han was very much to Deng Chen’s liking. It was his first time at her house, so he embarrassedly ate two bowls of rice.

In fact, Ying Han used the water in her storage space to cook the food this time.

I hope this helps Deng Chen.

"You studied architecture, so you must be able to design a house. When I buy a piece of land, can you help me design it?"

"Of course, what kind of house do you want?"

"Just like you. I love it."

"no problem."

Deng Chen nodded and said, "Okay, I'll find you when I buy it."

"Oh, excuse me, are you rich?" The homestead must be worth at least a thousand or eight hundred yuan.

"It's okay. I picked up a rock and sold it for a good price. I have some savings."

"If you have savings, I suggest you go to the Second Ring Road area and buy some desolate land."

"Why?"

"Because the Second Ring Road area will be replanned in the next two years, if it is planned to be in your area, you will be given a house according to the area. If you hoard land, it will definitely appreciate in value in a few years. Even if they can't give you so many houses, they will still give you money." This is also a business that is sure to make a profit or loss.

"I've heard that the Second Ring Road area is going to be redeveloped. But I don't know what they're going to do with all this land and all the houses they're going to build."

His goal in life is very simple, which is to have a home that he loves and live his life alone. That would be nice too.

As for getting married? He had never thought about it when he was in good health, and now that he was disabled, he had never thought about it.

Maybe one day, in order to stop his father from worrying, he will find someone to marry.

But he felt that was a distant thing.

"Comrade Deng, your ambitions are too small. Not to mention being unrealistic, it's only right that you improve your living conditions. When you're allocated a few apartments, you can sell them if you can't live in them. Even if you can't sell them, you can rent them out. In short, you don't have to do anything at home and still get paid. Isn't that great?"

Deng Chen smiled and said, "Girl, who would rent a house now..." Halfway through his words, he remembered that he was the one who rented the house.

Ying Han felt that this "new generation" from decades later should popularize to Deng Chen the future development momentum of the country.

"Comrade Deng, you can't say that. Our policies are changing now. The higher authorities have relaxed the rules. Educated youth can return to the cities, land has been distributed to households in the countryside, and individuals are now allowed to engage in business. Development will only get better in the future."

"You mean, there will be a lot of private factories in the future?"

"Yes, look at me. I'm planning to open a home furnishing store. The furniture in my store will definitely be cheaper than the factory. My costs are low, and I can meet any customer needs. I can also make custom orders."

"What is custom made?"

"He just gives me the dimensions, and I can make it in any size I want, in any style I want. It's very versatile, which is an advantage over those furniture factories."

Deng Chen nodded. "That's true."

"With more individuals doing business, people's lives are gradually improving. With more money in hand, they want to make their lives better. Now our city is seriously short of housing, and many people are waiting for housing allocations from their employers, but the employers don't have that many houses to give them. What should these people do if they don't meet the requirements and have nowhere to live?"