Chapter 8 Two fox spirits standing in a row



Despite feeling that Zhou Qiqi was not good, she still prepared everything that needed to be prepared.

After breakfast, I rushed to the logistics department and found a used coal stove that was about 80% new.

Then he rummaged through his own coal pile and pulled out two baskets of good-quality honeycomb briquettes. He also polished the kettle and aluminum pot that he hadn't used much, and filled them with rice and flour.

They gathered a few orderly and carried the things to Shen Huaichuan's courtyard.

This whole process took quite a bit of effort. By the time we arrived, it was already past ten o'clock. We knocked on the door but no one answered. We thought the person had gone to the bathroom.

But no matter how long they waited, no one came.

Where did this person go?

Just as she was wondering about it, a familiar military wife passed by and said something to her.

"Sister Qiu said she saw the new bride go out in a shopping car, and that she took a lot of money with her! She was also dressed very nicely!"

"Yeah?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shuhua's face immediately darkened.

Wasn't she supposed to be a girl from the village?

He went out and spent money on his very first day here.

She was increasingly convinced that her first impression was correct; there was definitely something wrong with this Zhou Qiqi!

Meanwhile, at the People's Hospital.

"Zhou Qiqi, number 18!"

The small window of the pharmacy was pushed open with a "whoosh," and a nurse in a white coat handed out several bottles of medicine.

"Here you are, thank you!"

Zhou Qiqi took the medicine and looked at the woman with glasses beside her with a smile.

"Sister Yingying, thank goodness for you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even be able to find my way!"

Zhu Yingying's ears turned red, and she twisted the strap of the cloth bag between her fingers, saying softly, "No...no need to thank me."

"Let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative now. I don't have anything at home, and I'm not familiar with this place. I'll need Sister Yingying to give me some advice."

Zhou Qiqi took the opportunity to link arms with her, which startled Zhu Yingying, but she didn't refuse, and a slight smile even appeared on her lips.

Zhou Qiqi keenly noticed that smile, tightened her grip on his arm, and felt fortunate to have met such a good neighbor.

Although she went to bed early last night, it didn't stop Qiqi from waking up late this morning, sleeping until after nine o'clock.

Shen Huaichuan had already left home, leaving only a note under the malted milk powder on the table, saying he was going to the army to report for duty. There was also a thermos next to him.

Zhou Qiqi opened the container and touched the water; it was still warm. She quickly soaked some in the lunchbox and drank it. It was so comforting and warm, much better than compressed biscuits.

She thought to herself, "This Shen Huaichuan, though seemingly cold and aloof, is actually quite thoughtful."

This was the first time Zhou Qiqi had ever received such quiet care, and she couldn't help but feel more favorably toward Shen Huaichuan.

For the first time, she felt that time travel might not be a bad thing.

But less than two minutes later, she overturned her idea.

What a terrible place! There isn't even a toilet in the house!

The original owner's body was already weak, and he had been eating irregularly for a long time. As soon as the malted milk powder entered his stomach, his stomach started rumbling and he was ready to have diarrhea at any moment.

Zhou Qiqi panicked and hurriedly went out to ask someone for directions.

She could clearly hear noises coming from inside the house on the left, but no matter how much she knocked, no one answered.

Fortunately, the resident on the right was about to leave when he heard her ask about the toilet. He quickly led her there, kindly gave her some toilet paper, and then waited for her at a distance to take it home.

She didn't say a word the whole time, and kept a distance from Zhou Qiqi. Whenever she saw Zhou Qiqi's gaze, she would quickly lower her head to avoid it.

Anyone else might have thought this person disliked them, but Zhou Qiqi could tell at a glance that this person was just socially awkward.

When she was in college, she had a roommate who was socially anxious. When they first got to know each other, she was like a little rabbit. Whenever she talked to someone, it was as if her brainstem had been emptied.

But after getting to know her, I found out that she was a really nice person, just a little sensitive and fragile, too concerned about what others thought, and afraid of bothering others.

Moreover, once such a person becomes your friend, they will give you their whole heart without reservation, instantly becoming a social butterfly.

Dealing with people like this is quite simple; all you need to do is be sincere.

Without thinking, Zhou Qiqi quickly stepped forward, said that she had injured her foot, and asked if the other person could take her to the infirmary.

Unfortunately, the previous doctor at the military dependents' clinic went on maternity leave and no new doctor was transferred there. So, if you need medical care, you have to go to the People's Hospital in the city.

"If you want to go, you can take the purchasing vehicle there. There's still time; it's over there... over there..."

As he gave directions, the man concealed his small bag, trying to escape and go home.

How could Zhou Qiqi let her escape? She immediately grabbed her and dragged her to get in the car.

The soldier in the procurement vehicle clearly recognized the man and let the two of them get in the car without much discussion.

On the way, Zhou Qiqi introduced herself, and the other person also introduced themselves.

Her name is Zhu Yingying, five years older than Zhou Qiqi, and she is twenty-five years old this year. Her husband is also a regimental commander, from the same division as Shen Huaichuan, and his name is Wang Tiejun. However, he is much older than Shen Huaichuan, and he is thirty-five years old.

Despite her social anxiety, Zhu Yingying has a very delicate appearance, a tall and slender figure, and is a true beauty with great temperament.

Zhou Qiqi wondered to herself, how could such a beautiful woman marry a man ten years older than her?

And judging from the name, he's probably a rough guy from the countryside.

She was a little curious, but didn't ask any further questions.

When they arrived at the hospital, the medicine that Shen Huaichuan gave Zhou Qiqi was quite effective; her foot had stopped hurting much by the end of the night.

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