"Are you building a toilet in your house too?"
Zhou Qiqi looked completely surprised.
Zhu Yingying nervously tugged at the hem of her clothes, nodded, and said.
"Okay, let's split the cost of the pipeline, booster pump, and check valve between our two companies."
Zhou Qiqi was pleasantly surprised. The cost of the pipeline was the biggest expense, and if the two companies split the cost, it would be even lower!
Basically, it's about the same as not taking a detour!
She excitedly grabbed Zhu Yingying's shoulders and said, "That's great! Why didn't you say so yesterday?"
"I didn't plan to build it yesterday."
Zhu Yingying explained in a low voice.
In fact, she had considered building a toilet.
However, she was timid and cowardly by nature and never dared to speak up. Moreover, the thought of the exorbitant cost made her heart ache, and she really couldn't bear to spend so much money.
It was her husband, Lao Wang, who first brought it up last night, and it was only after Lao Wang's persuasion that she finally made up her mind.
Looking at Zhu Yingying's flushed face, Zhou Qiqi couldn't help but tease her.
“Wow, Yingying, I didn’t expect your husband, Lao Wang, to be so thoughtful and doting on his wife, despite his rough and burly appearance.”
Zhu Yingying bit her lower lip. This time, instead of being coy and secretive as usual, she frankly admitted it.
“He is really good to me. Before I met him, no one had ever cared for me so wholeheartedly.”
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.
Zhou Qiqi quickly tried to liven things up by putting her arm around Zhu Yingying's shoulder affectionately.
He gently blew on the suspicious blush on her neck and teased her in an ambiguous tone.
"How does it hurt? Describe it in detail. Is it like this?"
"Hey, why are you being a pervert too!"
Zhu Yingying immediately held back her tears, feigning anger, and raised her hand as if to hit Zhou Qiqi.
While pretending to beg for mercy, Zhou Qiqi cleverly dodged and even deliberately reached out to tickle Zhu Yingying's ticklish spot.
The two women instantly burst into laughter, their clear, bell-like laughter rising and falling. The joyful laughter seemed to have grown wings, drifting all the way to the neighboring yard.
"Laugh, laugh, let's see if you can still laugh later?"
Qiu Chunfang was standing in front of the mirror, carefully arranging her hair, muttering angrily under her breath.
The fabric she was wearing was specially selected for her wedding; she had only worn it once in all these years. Today, in order to "show off" in front of Zhou Qiqi, she specially found it and wore it.
Last night, Qiu Chunfang deliberately took a stroll near Director Lin's house in the logistics department. Seemingly casually, she struck up a conversation with Director Lin and casually asked about Zhou Qiqi's house building a toilet.
Director Lin was kind to everyone and said frankly that if Zhou Qiqi's family wanted to build a toilet, according to the normal plan, they would have to run the pipes through Qiu Chunfang's backyard. If they took a detour, it would cost an extra 300 yuan.
Three hundred yuan!
This is no small sum of money. In Qiu Chunfang's eyes, Zhou Qiqi would definitely not be willing to spend this money unnecessarily, and would eventually have to beg her for help!
Qiu Chunfang felt resentful when she thought about how Zhou Qiqi's sharp tongue had made her lose face in front of all the other military wives, and how fewer military wives had come to chat with her recently.
This time, she was determined to thoroughly deflate Zhou Qiqi's arrogance, make the girl apologize to her, and then she would pretend to be magnanimous and agree to help.
That's right, Qiu Chunfang had no intention of refusing Zhou Qiqi at all. In fact, she had already planned it out. It was fine to run the pipe through her house, but Zhou Qiqi had to pay.
Of course, it couldn't be two hundred yuan. Saying two hundred was just to vent my anger.
You should give her at least 100 yuan; if that's not possible, 50 yuan will do.
How much she ultimately gives will depend on how much Zhou Qiqi begs her.
At this moment, looking in the mirror, Qiu Chunfang seemed to see Zhou Qiqi smiling obsequiously and pleading with her, and couldn't help but laugh out loud with pride.
She happily opened her front door wide, then moved a small stool and sat down at the doorway, holding a bunch of green vegetables in her hand. She seemed to be carefully picking the vegetables, but in reality, her eyes kept glancing at the neighbor next door, waiting for Zhou Qiqi to come and beg her.
However, she waited for an entire morning.
The sun rose higher and higher, and the sunlight became increasingly intense, but Zhou Qiqi still did not appear. Zhao Yi, however, returned first.
Zhao Yi looked miserable, his face covered in bruises, as if he had been severely beaten.
As soon as he saw Qiu Chunfang, he couldn't help but start complaining.
"I'm exhausted! This Shen Huaichuan is a complete madman! I don't think I've done anything to him, but these past two days he's been acting strangely, specifically targeting our regiment for combat drills, and even challenged me to a hand-to-hand combat. I'm no match for him!"
As he spoke, he plopped down on the stool, slapped the empty table, and shouted irritably.
"What did you make for lunch? Hurry up and bring it out, I'm starving!"
Qiu Chunfang subconsciously fidgeted with the hem of her clothes, and said somewhat guiltily, "I haven't done it yet..."
That morning, she was completely absorbed in figuring out how to make things difficult for Zhou Qiqi. While picking vegetables, she imagined all sorts of scenarios to embarrass Zhou Qiqi, so engrossed that she forgot to even look at the time.
"What do you mean? You're not even going to cook?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi flew into a rage and began shouting loudly.
The door that Qiu Chunfang had deliberately left open in the morning was still open when Zhao Yi shouted, and his voice carried instantly, attracting curious glances from passersby who were on their way home.
Qiu Chunfang's face flushed red and then paled, and she immediately became unhappy, retorting, "What are you yelling about?"
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