Chapter 24: 24-year-old self-made rich
Lu Youyou was biting the pen at the desk and reciting "Postpartum Care of Sows" from memory, but her eyes never left the busy man.
The shoulders are shoulders, the chest is the chest, the waist is the waist, the butt is the butt, and the legs are the legs. He is really handsome, and even more handsome when he works.
And when I saw her using corduroy as curtains, she didn't even frown, as if she didn't know that this material costs 70 cents a foot, and hanging a window costs more than ten dollars.
However, with Gu Qingye's meticulousness, how could he not know?
Lu Youyou was a delicate girl who grew up in the city. It didn't make sense for her to live in poverty after getting married. He was willing to give her everything he had, and if it wasn't enough, she would go out and earn it.
But Lu Youyou still explained: "I didn't use the money you gave me. I used some of the tickets, and the rest are in the drawer."
Gu Qingye turned around, his eyes were inexplicable: "Open it and take a look."
Lu Youyou was stunned, thinking that he wanted to check, so she stood up to get it without saying anything. When she opened the drawer, she found an extra passbook inside.
Seeing Lu Youyou standing there motionless, Gu Qingye walked up to her, picked up the passbook and handed it to her: "This is my allowance for these years."
Except for those sent back home and given to the orphans of comrades, the rest are all here.
Lu Youyou was slightly distracted, as if he didn't react.
Gu Qingye looked at her, and every word he said hit Lu Youyou's ears unexpectedly.
"I'll keep it for you from now on."
There are many married people in the army, and the most harmonious family is that of Captain Jiang and Wang Youcai. It just so happens that the mistresses of both families hold the financial power.
Effective experiences should be learned, and Gu Qingye has always had a strong learning ability.
Lu Youyou hesitated for a second before opening the passbook and stared at the numbers in astonishment.
6600!
Judging from the purchasing power of future generations, Gu Qingye is a genuine millionaire, a first-generation rich man who started from scratch at the age of 24.
Moreover, how many missions did he complete and how many merits did he make to save 6,600!
Lu Youyou stared at him blankly for a few seconds before coming to her senses. She stuffed the passbook into Gu Qingye's hand like throwing a hot potato.
"I can't have it!"
I got married to save his life, not to steal his money. Besides, saving him is also saving myself.
However, Gu Qingye believed that this was the only way to achieve family harmony, and the thin notebook returned to Lu Youyou's hands.
"You keep it, just think of it as keeping it for me."
He is very patient. It doesn’t matter if you can’t accept it for the time being. He will take it step by step.
Seeing that Lu Youyou still didn't move, Gu Qingye simply put the passbook back into the drawer, locked it, and gave her the key.
The cold metal sheet quickly heated up and stuck to the palm of her hand due to a thin layer of sweat. Lu Youyou subconsciously pinched it.
Gu Qingye was hanging up half of the curtains, his army green short-sleeved shirt stuck to his body. When he raised his hands, his muscle texture was clearly visible, and he exuded an unparalleled sense of security at all times.
What was he thinking when he made the decision?
Is he serious?
My heart felt like a breeze rippling the surface of a lake, creating ripples of varying sizes.
Lu Youyou stayed in the kitchen alone for a long time, staring at the flames in a daze, until Gu Qingye came over.
The light at the door suddenly went out by half, and she was startled and turned her head suddenly.
But she had stared at the fire for too long, and now all she could see was a colorful black.
Unable to see anything clearly, Lu Youyou staggered and almost fell, but was caught by strong arms the next second.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Lu Youyou shook his head: "It's okay, I just felt dizzy for a moment."
Gu Qingye helped her sit down: "Don't cook tonight, I'll go to the cafeteria and get it back, you can rest first."
What, cooking?
Lu Youyou turned around and barely recognized the direction of Gu Qingye: "I——"
She was originally very calm, but her half-closed eyes made her look guilty, so she simply closed them.
“I can’t cook.”
Eyes closed, chin raised, face frank, this was the picture in Gu Qingye's eyes.
He didn't think this was a heinous crime. Instead, he felt that Lu Youyou's self-righteous look was just like the cat in his childhood memory.
Lu Youyou: I didn’t do that. Don’t talk nonsense!
Suddenly, a chuckle came from the dark world.
The kitten tried to open its tightly closed eyelids a little, but unfortunately the man next to him still had four eyes, two heads, and his chin hung down to his chest.
Lu Youyou shed wide noodles tears in her heart, she couldn't see anything clearly, the damn flame misled her!
"From now on I'll cook, and you can go to the cafeteria when I'm not around."
There was a smile in his voice, and I didn't know if he was laughing at her, but Gu Qingye said he cooked? !
Lu Youyou subconsciously said: "Can you eat it? If not, we can eat in the cafeteria. Don't worry, there is health-preserving soup every day, which will ensure that you are in great health!"
This time the laughter was clearer.
In the setting sun, Lu Youyou's fair face seemed to be shining, really like the cat he had fed.
It is smart and pretty, and enjoys being fed by him, but that doesn't affect its arrogance at all.
Those were one of the few relaxing moments in his childhood.
"You can eat it. Tell me what you want to eat and I can research it."
"real?!"
Lu Youyou was overjoyed. She didn't expect there would be such a benefit.
As a talker, she knew a lot of recipes. As long as Gu Qingye could figure out what "a little" and "appropriate amount" meant, she could follow suit.
"Then it's settled!" Lu Youyou knows everything about it -
"I want to eat sweet and sour spare ribs, pickled pork with preserved vegetables, and shabu-shabu mutton. It would be even better if you could make roast duck..."
Half an hour later, Gu Qingye came back from the cafeteria and met the second battalion commander Ding Tiesheng.
This time, the second and third battalions went on a mission together, but Ding Tiesheng and his team returned earlier.
"Captain Gu is back. I heard your fiancée is here. Why don't you go home for dinner?"
As soon as Ding Tiesheng came back, he heard of Lu Youyou's name. He didn't take the fact that she delivered a sow seriously. The more people talked about it, the easier it would be for the rumor to spread. On the contrary, it would be more credible if money was spent like water.
In the past, people always talked about his wife behind her back, calling her a "petty bourgeois". Now that someone with more money has come, he wants to see what those people say.
At least his wife cooks for him, but this guy has a wife but still has to eat in the canteen.
Gu Qingye's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he looked straight into Ding Tiesheng's eyes.
"Captain Ding, my fiancée is not a cook. It is not her job to prepare three meals a day."
The corners of Ding Tiesheng's mouth flattened immediately. He was blocked and couldn't speak, but he could only look back with his neck stiffly stretched, as if this was not a sign of weakness.
Gu Qingye's expression was still cold and hard: "Captain Ding, if everything is fine, I'll leave first."
His figure striding away was like a towering mountain, making it impossible for anyone to look past him.
Ding Tiesheng's breathing was rapid and heavy, and he felt very suffocated.
When Gu Qingye was the company commander, he was the battalion commander. Now that Gu Qingye is the battalion commander, he is still the battalion commander.
He used to be the youngest battalion commander, but now with the even younger Gu Qingye, he has become a nobody.
Ding Tiesheng thinks he is quite capable, so why is he not valued by his leaders?
(End of this chapter)
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