He walked out of the barracks without explanation, without apology, and without even glancing at Lin Wan.
The moment the words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.
The girl froze on the spot, tears clinging to her eyelashes, and remained motionless for a long time.
The letter in her hand rustled in the wind and eventually slipped to the ground.
Some soldiers wanted to pick it up, but the factory manager quietly stopped them.
Later, one by one, the girls in the performing arts troupe were heartbroken.
But what about Lu Jichuan?
He turned and left without saying a word.
The leaders who had been watching the spectacle touched their noses, then lowered their heads and hurriedly dispersed.
Who doesn't know that Lu Jichuan had already submitted his marriage application?
The official document lay in the political work department's cabinet for quite some time, stamped with the official seal, but at the time, almost no one believed it.
Everyone privately said that it would be pointless to submit a report, as no one could stand such a rigid personality.
Life in the factory was already monotonous and dull, with so many rules that it was suffocating; even making a joke required careful consideration.
In such an environment, people inevitably want to find some fun to relieve boredom.
Lu Jichuan is a man who is always meticulous.
But he's also handsome, and the colder he is, the more people want to tease him.
And what was the result?
Those veterans who usually loved to make a ruckus would laugh and joke around with him, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
But what about him? He didn't even lift an eyelid.
Over time, everyone wisely gave up on their plans.
Su Qingzhi was a complete stranger to the group of family members of the cadres who were pointing and gossiping; they didn't even know each other's names.
She simply smiled slightly at them.
Then, she naturally took Lu Jichuan's arm and walked towards their new home.
As their figures gradually disappeared around the corner of the alley, the group immediately formed a circle and began whispering amongst themselves.
"Really? With Platoon Leader Lu's personality, would anyone really want to marry him?"
"Didn't you see how pretty that girl was? Why are you so upset?"
"..."
Su Qingzhi looked down at her small courtyard. The bluestone slabs under her feet were clean and flat, and the courtyard walls were painted snow-white.
A sense of peace suddenly welled up in her heart.
The house faces north and south, so it gets sunlight from morning till night, is warm in winter and cool in summer, and has excellent ventilation.
If someone outside wants to tiptoe and peek into the yard?
No way.
The key point is that the location of this courtyard is well chosen, far away from the row of densely packed tenement buildings.
The neighbors are also more than ten meters apart.
She imagined that she could sunbathe and take walks here in the future without worrying about being seen or gossiped about.
After walking for a few more minutes and passing through several alleys, I finally arrived at my doorstep.
Lu Jichuan stopped and slowly pulled an old brass key from the pocket of his military green jacket.
He smiled and gently handed the key to her.
"Wife, you drive."
Su Qingzhi didn't refuse and readily took the key.
She inserted the key into the lock, and the old wooden door creaked open slowly.
Before me stood a polished stone table, and opposite it, a vermilion lacquered wooden door. To the right, the courtyard was overgrown with weeds.
To the left, against the courtyard wall, lies an old millstone.
Su Qingzhi took a deep breath, pushed open the red lacquered wooden door, and walked into the house.
A faint musty smell wafted towards me.
But she soon discovered that there wasn't a speck of dust in the room.
"Ah Chuan, has someone come to clean?"
She couldn't help but turn back and ask him.
"Um."
Lu Jichuan followed behind her and gently closed the door.
"When the brothers in the camp heard that we were officially moving in tomorrow, they came over last night to help us clean up. They mopped the floor, wiped the windows, unclogged the stove, and even drew water from the well three times before they felt at ease."
“You’re heavily pregnant right now, how could I bear to let you get tired? They’re happy to help with small things, which makes things easier for me.”
Su Qingzhi's heart softened suddenly.
She looked up at him and nodded gently.
These days are even a little better than she had imagined in her dreams.
"It's too much trouble for them."
She spoke in a low voice.
"Sister-in-law, don't be shy!"
Just then, a familiar voice came from outside the door.
Yang Wenbing poked his head out from outside the courtyard gate, carrying a basket of fresh vegetables in his hand.
“Who hasn’t helped someone out before? We soldiers value relationships the most! Besides, Battalion Commander Lu has helped us so much, what’s this little thing?”
Su Qingzhi felt a surge of warmth in her heart.
Thinking that once they were truly settled, I would definitely invite these kind-hearted comrades to my home for a hot meal.
She carefully walked up and down the stairs.
The room was empty, the walls were bare, without a single hair.
"I had the brothers pick out a batch of new tables, chairs, beds, and cabinets, and they'll be delivered right away."
Lu Jichuan stood behind her.
As he spoke, he casually pushed open a tightly closed door.
The items are all the same, the only difference is that they are newer or older.
She knew in her heart that these pieces of furniture were just ordinary objects.
"Battalion Commander, the furniture has been moved in!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the group carried the wardrobe, bed board, and table into the house in a grand procession.
The leader was a burly soldier who carried a heavy camphor wood wardrobe door on his shoulder.
They moved in unison, skillfully finding the places to put things as soon as they entered the room.
Su Qingzhi was stunned.
The situation caught her somewhat off guard.
"Ningning, stay in the backyard for now, so you don't get bumped into."
Lu Jichuan turned around and gently touched her shoulder.
She stared at him without blinking.
"I won't lay a hand on it, I really won't touch it."
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