Qiqi shook her head with a weak effort.
The two huddled together, one busy at the sewing machine, the other engrossed in translating with pen and paper. When they got tired, they would chat for a while, and time passed quite quickly.
Since Commander Wang wasn't home anyway, Qiqi invited Yingying to have lunch at her house both at noon and in the afternoon.
By the morning of the third day, the rain had finally stopped.
Zhou Qiqi went to Deng Cuixiang's house to deliver the altered clothes and asked her if she was going to the market.
She has a terrible sense of direction. The first time she came to the military dependents' area, she got lost and walked for two whole hours before finding the place. Her feet were blistered, and she didn't want to go through that pain again.
Deng Cuixiang's family happened to be out of oil, so I went with her.
This small market is not far from the military dependents' area, only a 20-minute walk, but you have to go through a small tunnel in the mountains.
It's similar to The Peach Blossom Spring.
After crawling through, a lively open space suddenly appeared before me.
Perhaps because of the rain in the past few days, there are an unusually large number of people coming to the market to sell their goods today.
The shouts of vendors rose and fell, selling meat, rice, noodles, vegetables, as well as bamboo baskets and straw hats.
The stalls were filled with all sorts of goods, and there were even live chickens flapping their wings on the stalls.
"Great! Now we won't have to worry about not having meat to eat."
Zhou Qiqi's eyes lit up. The meat and eggs at home had been gone for a long time, and after eating vegetables for two days in a row, she felt uncomfortable all over.
Deng Cuixiang joked with a smile.
“In our family compound, only your family has this ‘trouble’. No wonder Qiu Chunfang always says you’re greedy and a spendthrift!”
"Sister Cuixiang, do you think of me that way too?"
Zhou Qiqi pretended to be wronged.
Deng Cuixiang put her arm around her shoulder tightly.
"How could that be? If my man were as capable as Commander Shen and had such a high allowance, I'd cook braised pork every day!"
"It's a pity he's incompetent, and I'm not skilled either. We also have two sons who are both big eaters, so we can only laugh it off!"
As she spoke, she pointed to a spot not far away, "Come on, come on, there are roasted sweet potatoes over there, let's buy some hot ones!"
Zhou Qiqi had a very fruitful trip, buying quite a few things.
Before leaving, I remembered the goat milk again and asked a few vendors where I could buy it.
She guessed that Shen Huaichuan usually bought these things for her here.
But to my surprise, after asking several stall owners, none of them knew. It wasn't until I asked the stall that sold live chickens that I finally got the answer.
However, his answer was somewhat unexpected by Qiqi.
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