Wang Haiyang first took Song Yunting to meet Commander Xu and Commissioner Qin.
This was the first time Qin Qiwei met Song Yun, but it seemed like he had known Song Yun for a long time. After all, she was the one that Commander Xu praised in his ear five times a day.
They exchanged pleasantries first, and then talked about the situation of Chief Wu.
Qin Xiwei said, "Since you're already here, it won't take more than a day. Let Wang Haiyang take you to the family compound to settle you down first, and then go to the hospital to treat Mr. Wu early the next morning."
Song Yun was naturally satisfied with this arrangement.
Qi Mo Nan wanted to go house hunting with Song Yun, but Qin Xiwei stopped him and said he had something to discuss.
Song Yun had no choice but to move into the family compound with Wang Haiyang.
"Doctor Song, should we look at the bungalow or the building first?"
"Let's look at the bungalows first." In her heart, bungalows still come first.
Wang Haiyang drove the car to the supply and marketing cooperative in the bungalow area. There was a sycamore tree not far from the cooperative. It was not time to cook dinner yet. Six or seven women were sitting under the sycamore tree, gossiping. There was a grandmother with her grandson and granddaughter, a middle-aged military wife sewing shoe soles, and a young military wife knitting a sweater. They sat under the tree in the cold weather, catching the northwest wind without worrying about their teeth getting cold.
The lively chatter disappeared instantly after Song Yun got off the car. Everyone stared at Song Yun, their eyes flashing with gossip. Of course, there was more scrutiny and suspicion.
Song Yun recalled a short video she had seen in her previous life. The title was: Every time I pass by the 'intelligence station' at the entrance of the village, I feel like a prisoner who has escaped back to the village.
She wanted to laugh but held it back.
Someone couldn't help but shout at Wang Haiyang, "Wang Qizhi, is this your girlfriend?"
Wang Haiyang's face flushed with anxiety, and he quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no, no, no, don't talk nonsense. This is Doctor Song. Commissioner Qin asked me to bring her here to choose a house."
"Doctor? Such a young doctor? This must be fake!"
Although the voice was loud, Song Yun also heard it, but she didn't know who said it. Because she had already passed the "intelligence station", she didn't plan to look back.
Wang Haiyang wanted to explain, but Song Yun stopped him, "Don't bother, let's go."
No matter how many words you explain, it is not as practical as having the facts in front of you. Why waste your breath? It is not for these people to judge whether she is a fake or a parallel import.
Wang Haiyang obeyed and said nothing more, leading Song Yun to the bungalow and courtyard that Qin Weiwei mentioned.
Coincidentally, the courtyard was right next to the old man's, and the main layout and size of the courtyard were exactly the same as those of the old man's.
"This was originally where Captain Wu of the Fourth Battalion lived. Captain Wu's wife thought the house was too small and unsuitable, so she applied for a new house. She moved into a three-bedroom apartment in a building, and this small courtyard became vacant."
Song Yun fell in love with this small courtyard at first sight. It had two living rooms, a separate kitchen, and a firewood shed and coal shed in the backyard. Although there were no vegetables in the land, it was obvious that the land had been turned over. Vegetables must have been planted there before, but the people moved away and the vegetables were pulled out, leaving it bare now.
There was a pressurized water well in the front yard, and a brick laundry pool next to it. The drainage ditch was also well dug. It was obvious that Captain Wu and his family, who had lived here before, had put a lot of effort into this house. She had gotten a good deal.
"No need to look at other buildings, I'll choose this one."
Wang Haiyang was not surprised by Song Yun's choice. If he were asked, he would also choose this place. It has its own door and yard, which is much more comfortable. It is much better than the house where one family quarrels and everyone in the building watches.
The two rooms were empty, without a bed or a wardrobe.
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