"In the inner room, against the north wall, there will be a large wardrobe, which will be used to store our clothes."
"Oh right, we also need to buy a stove, like the one at Commissar Xiao's house will do, we can use coal briquettes for cooking and heating from now on."
Lu Fangfang stroked her chin, looked at the window in the inner room, and pondered again, "Mingcheng, what do you think? Should we buy a wooden bed, or make a heated kang (traditional Chinese bed) ourselves? It must be very cold here in winter, right?"
After waiting for a while without receiving a reply, Lu Fangfang found it strange.
Looking back, she saw Zhuang Mingcheng staring blankly at her, his ears bright red, seemingly lost in thought.
"Mingcheng? Mingcheng?"
After calling his name twice and seeing no response, Lu Fangfang reached out and waved her hand in front of his eyes, "Comrade Zhuang Mingcheng, did you hear me?"
Zhuang Mingcheng was taken aback for a moment, then replied, "You can make the decisions at home."
"What?! I'm asking you if it's cold in winter!!!"
"ah……"
Zhuang Mingcheng blushed slightly.
He had just heard Lu Fangfang mention bed and such, and he unconsciously fantasized about his future life.
Cough cough...
Seeing that Lu Fangfang was still staring at him, he looked away and quickly nodded, "It's cold, very cold."
After saying that, Zhuang Mingcheng lowered his head guiltily.
He's a soldier; he can't let his mind wander like that, it's not good!
Lu Fangfang glanced at him with a puzzled look, but didn't think much of it, assuming he was just shy.
She turned her head and looked out the window again.
Since the winters in the Qilian Mountains are very cold, the bed cannot be placed in front of the window, otherwise the cold winter wind will blow in through the cracks and people will freeze to death.
"Forget it, let's put the bed against the north wall. It'll be cold in winter, so we'll build a fire pit so it'll be warm when we sleep."
Seeing that Zhuang Mingcheng did not object, Lu Fangfang happily made the decision.
Walking to the window, Lu Fangfang wiped the smudges off the glass. Looking into the distance through the glass, she could vaguely see the silhouette of a snow-capped mountain.
She imagined herself sitting by the window reading a book...
Looking down at a book, and when you get tired, looking up to admire the snow-capped mountains, and then planting a couple of potted plants on the window, it would create a truly atmospheric setting.
Lu Fangfang became happier and happier as she thought about it, and was very satisfied with the location of her new home.
"Mingcheng, I've made up my mind. We'll put a desk here and study here from now on. What do you think?"
Zhuang Mingcheng stepped forward and, through the glass, also saw the snow-capped mountains in the distance.
Knowing that Lu Fangfang liked this, he nodded, "We'll buy a bigger desk then, big enough for the two of us to sit down and study."
Lu Fangfang smiled and looked at Zhuang Mingcheng, then gave a sweet reply, "Okay."
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat ambiguous.
Lu Fangfang bit her lip, feeling a warm feeling in her heart.
After spending these few days together, she has come to accept Zhuang Mingcheng.
Lu Fangfang mustered her courage, took two steps forward, tiptoed, quickly kissed Zhuang Mingcheng's cheek, and then strode out of the inner room.
"hiss."
Zhuang Mingcheng stared blankly until Lu Fangfang left, at which point he finally came to his senses.
Reaching out to touch the spot where Lu Fangfang had kissed him, he felt a sudden weakness in his body, despite being a grown man.
Not only was my body weak, but my mind was also foggy.
He reached out and leaned against the wall, grinning foolishly.
...
After a while, when Zhuang Mingcheng had finished adjusting and went out again, Lu Fangfang was already pulling up weeds in the yard.
The two glanced at each other, then shyly looked away.
As if by unspoken agreement, neither of them mentioned what had just happened.
"I...I'll go borrow a hoe."
Seeing Zhuang Mingcheng leave, Lu Fangfang breathed a sigh of relief.
She touched her cheek; it was still warm. Recalling what had just happened, she felt a pang of regret.
In this day and age, her behavior was truly audacious; it's unknown whether it frightened Zhuang Mingcheng.
"It's all because of that damn ambiguous atmosphere. I'll have to be more careful in the future."
Lu Fangfang muttered a couple of words, then squatted down and continued pulling up weeds.
After a while, Zhuang Mingcheng returned with a hoe.
"Give it to me."
Lu Fangfang stood up and took it.
Holding a hoe, she began weeding, initially a little clumsy, but gradually becoming more skilled.
Since Zhuang Mingcheng had difficulty using one hand, he simply bent down and picked up the weeds that Lu Fangfang had hoeed away.
"Mingcheng, just throw the weeds you've hoeed down into the corner of the north wall. Once they're dry, they can be used as firewood."
Lu Fangfang said something casually, then focused on swinging the hoe.
She swung the pen with great force, as if it were a practice run for clearing the land.
The two of them, one hoeing and the other picking up the scraps, finished quickly.
Seeing that the ground was full of potholes, the two of them stomped on the ground in the yard and filled them all in.
After tidying up the yard, Zhuang Mingcheng borrowed a rag and a broom.
The two of them wiped and swept, cleaning the house.
By noon, the two were covered in dust and dirt, and had only tidied up half of the house.
"Cough cough."
Zhuang Mingcheng frowned and pulled Lu Fangfang outside.
The room was filled with floating dust; it was impossible to stay there.
Turning his head to look at Lu Fangfang, Zhuang Mingcheng noticed that the left side of her face was dirty. He took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped it.
Lu Fangfang was a little shy.
However, she didn't move, letting Zhuang Mingcheng wipe her.
"Fangfang, it's already noon. Don't be busy anymore. Take a break. I'll go to the cafeteria and get you something to eat."
"Okay, slow down."
After Zhuang Mingcheng left, Lu Fangfang found a stone, wiped herself clean, and plopped down on it.
She was tired after a busy morning.
However, looking at the new courtyard that she had cleaned up after her labor, she felt full of energy again.
Looking around, Lu Fangfang began to ponder to herself again.
My yard is quite big; I can build a quail shed on the east side against the wall later.
Let's build a cooking shed on the west side, so that we can cook in the yard when it gets hot.
However, the most important thing is to build a simple outhouse for use. Given the current conditions, it will probably have to be outdoors.
As she thought about it, Lu Fangfang gave a bitter smile and murmured, "Let's take it one step at a time. We'll have bread, we'll have milk, we'll have everything."
Remembering that line from the movie "Lenin 1918," she was filled with renewed energy!
...
Regimental Headquarters.
Zhuang Mingcheng didn't rush to the cafeteria to get food; instead, he went to the call room to inform his family.
Once their marriage application was approved, he wanted to register their marriage immediately.
Making a phone call these days is a hassle, especially when it's a call from across provinces to Beijing.
After greeting the soldiers in the call room, Zhuang Mingcheng made a registration, then shook the telephone and picked up the receiver.
After the call connected, he gave the operator his address, and then the call was transferred to the provincial capital.
After going through level after level, and waiting for more than ten minutes, the call finally reached the capital.
Upon hearing his mother's voice, Zhuang Mingcheng didn't waste any words and said directly, "Mom, it's me, Mingcheng. I'm getting married."
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