Chapter 182 Street Stooge
Hu Shan walked into the office listlessly.
Leaning on the table: "Xiao Han, are there any fun places to go in Kuncheng?"
Gu Yihan looked up at her upon hearing this.
Fun places to go?
Aren't all cities these days just like copy-pasting?
Aside from the supply and marketing cooperative, department stores, state-run restaurants, and cinemas, there probably weren't any other places.
Gu Yihan shook her head: "I don't know."
Seeing Hu Shan's dejected appearance, Min Jie smiled and said, "Didn't you go look at houses yesterday?"
She was furious when she talked about it.
Cheng Bo told her that she had been assigned two rooms, but the environment wasn't very good.
Hu Shan originally thought that even if the environment was bad, there was nothing she could do, as housing was extremely scarce at the moment.
They were only able to get housing because they had pulled a lot of strings; otherwise, they don't know when they would have gotten it.
Yesterday, she went to see the two rooms allocated to Cheng Bo.
I later learned that the people living there were a very diverse group, mostly from the surrounding factories.
And the neighbors can hear any noise inside the house.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I encountered a lecherous-looking guy with a sly look in his eyes.
She was so angry that she wanted to turn around and leave, but she was unwilling to give up when she didn't see the house.
So she went inside and asked the people in the courtyard about the situation of her neighbors.
Oh no! Their right-hand neighbor is the same thug they encountered when they first entered the tenement.
He turned out to be an unemployed street urchin, spending his days idly, stealing chickens and dogs.
He didn't flirt with the young women and wives in the courtyard, but he always liked to leer at people.
It's like a toad crawling on your foot—it doesn't bite, it just annoys you.
He originally had a regular job at a soy sauce factory, where he worked during the day and wasn't so disliked.
I don't know where this woman came from, but she managed to win over this street hustler, and after they got married, she actually transferred her job to his wife.
Now the street urchins have plenty of time; they spend all day loitering around the older and younger widows in the neighborhood.
Gu Yihan glanced at Hu Shan, who looked disgusted. She had never lived in a tenement courtyard and couldn't imagine that kind of environment.
Minjie laughed: "That's still better than living in a tenement building, where you wish you could fart here and the other side would know."
Gu Yihan: "..."
Hu Shan: "Sister Min, the tenement buildings aren't as exaggerated as you say."
Min glanced at Su Yonghong and sneered, "Just ask Su Jie, her husband grinds his teeth, farts, and snores in his sleep, and the neighbors can hear it."
Upon hearing this, Su Yonghong's face flushed red with anger. She couldn't stand it if this little woman didn't cause trouble every day.
Hu Shan: "..."
Gu Yihan lowered her head, suppressing a laugh.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the office wasn't very good, Hu Shan quickly changed the subject, saying, "Xiao Han, that street hustler's wife actually shares your surname."
"What's so strange about having the same surname?" Gu Yihan smiled slightly, not taking her words to heart.
Hu Shan nodded without saying anything more.
The woman who frequented the neighborhood always boasted that her sister was a military wife, and she always acted arrogantly in the courtyard, so no one dared to mess with her.
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weekend
After feeding the baby, Gu Yihan stretched and kissed the sleeping little one on the cheek.
When Lu Huailin wasn't on missions, he did all the housework. The washing machine was used for the baby's diapers and the family's clothes.
Grandma Gu poured her a glass of honey water and came over.
"Grandma, why don't you take a day off today? I'll take care of the baby," Gu Yihan said with a smile.
Grandma Gu glanced at her little granddaughter. How could someone who dotes on their grandchildren be tired? Others envy her immensely; she even complains that she doesn't have enough children.
It's the same whether you herd one sheep or two sheep.
"Take advantage of your youth and have another child quickly. You can take care of both children together with breastfeeding. The children will grow up in the blink of an eye."
Gu Yihan looked at Grandma Gu with amusement, then stopped talking and picked up a book to read.
Having a baby is not like doing anything else; one child is fine.
If the two children are about the same age, they will argue every day because the older child has something that the younger child doesn't.
They'll make so much noise they'll tear the roof off.
These were the days that Grandma Gu had always dreamed of.
She shook her head; she dared not even think about it.
Time passes
Lu Chenhao is 100 days old!
Gu Yihan and Lu Huailin got up early to pack the things they needed for the day.
Grandma Gu, dressed in clean clothes, walked into the bedroom with a smile: "Have you put away Hao Hao's diapers yet?"
"Grandma, go sit in the living room and rest for a while," Gu Yihan said with a smile.
"Not tired." She's practically half-buried in the earth, but her little granddaughter wanted to take her to take a family photo.
She was so excited that she couldn't sleep well all night. Today she's full of energy and not tired at all. She's really enjoying herself.
Gu Yihan smiled, picked up the little one, and directed Lu Huailin to pack up the rest of the things.
The family of four boarded a military jeep.
Kuncheng Photo Studio
Grandma Gu looked at the big red characters on the photo studio sign and whispered to her granddaughter, "What do those characters mean?"
Gu Yihan, holding the little one who had already woken up, smiled and said, "Red Star Photo Studio."
Grandma Gu looked curiously at the black and white photo pasted on the window and carefully stroked it with her hand.
Lu Huailin took his son from his wife's arms and said with a smile, "Grandma, let's have the master take a few more pictures."
When the photographer saw this family—the man holding the child was handsome, the woman was fair-skinned and beautiful, and even the old lady looked quite energetic—he knew they were important clients.
Before her master could speak, Gu Yihan said with a smile, "Master, let's take a family photo, and each of us who are single should take two photos."
Grandma Gu tugged at her granddaughter's clothes, wanting to tell her that she didn't need so much.
The photographer chuckled and asked, "What size do you want?"
“Seven inches,” Lu Huailin replied.
The nurse first took photos of the little one's 100-day celebration and said enviously, "Your child is so beautiful, you won't have to worry about finding a wife in the future."
Gu Yihan smiled. How could her child be ugly? When she agreed to marry Lu Huailin, it was because she was attracted to his good looks.
This era is not like later generations, where if you lack natural advantages, you can make up for them with money.
Otherwise, with an ugly husband lying on her left and an ugly child lying on her right, she would be so disgusted by her own appearance that she would cry at night.
After taking photos of the little one, we started taking a family photo.
Grandma Gu sat in the center, with the three of them holding their child behind them. After taking their individual photos, they agreed on a day to pick up the photos and then walked out of the photo studio.
State-run restaurants
Grandma Gu touched the new clothes she was wearing, never expecting that her little granddaughter had brought her a new outfit by herself.
Touched, she asked, "Why are you making clothes for Grandma again?"
As Gu Yihan fed the little one water, she smiled and said, "Grandma, you've worked so hard for us for a year."
"Your granddaughter gave you a piece of clothing as a token of respect, but she still felt it was beneath her."
Grandma Gu was so happy, although she didn't expect her granddaughter to think about her all the time.
But whenever her granddaughter shows her concern, her heart is warmed.
When Grandma Gu's gaze fell on the braised pork, braised yellow croaker, and sweet and sour pork ribs on the table, her heart ached.
He quickly waved his hand and called out to Lu Huailin, "Little Lu, that's enough, you can't eat anymore."
Lu Huailin: "Grandma, that's all. I'll go get the main course."
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