After visiting the Tiedan brothers at Zhou's house, Meng Zhiyu and his companions headed back.
After lunch, several people went to the back to see their small house. Although it was empty, Meng Zhiyu was in a surprisingly good mood.
"Shall we ask Zhou Songbai to move our furniture here this afternoon?" Meng Zhiyu said.
Li Tingman and the others had no objection, "Let's have a housewarming meal together tonight."
Meng Zhiyu thought of the two hens Wangcai had given her. "I'll give you one hen, and you guys can handle the rest!"
After work in the afternoon, Meng Zhiyu and others went back to move all their luggage and packages to the new house.
Zhao Shuanglian followed them around, saying sourly, "You guys are so rich. You've only been here for a few days, and you're already living in your own new house."
Although Li Qingqing's wallet was much smaller, she no longer felt bad after actually living in the new house. Upon hearing this, she said casually, "This is just a small house. If Zhao Zhiqing really likes it, he can build one. Uncle Wang and his family don't ask for much anyway."
Zhao Shuanglian smiled bitterly and shook her head, "Hey, where do I have the money?"
Li Qingqing gave her a strange look. "I see that the facial oil you use is quite expensive. If you buy fewer cosmetics and skincare products, you'll save money in no time."
Zhao Shuanglian's expression froze, and she changed the subject. "Let's talk about it later. If I leave, Sister Song will be alone. I'd better stay with her."
Seeing Li Qingqing nodded without saying anything, she curled her lips. Living in a new house is not as important as taking good care of your skin. As long as you dress yourself beautifully, you will be able to find a good partner when the time comes. This is a lifelong thing.
Although living in an old house is a little inconvenient, it means a short period of hardship will bring a lifetime of happiness. If you marry a rich man, you can live in any house you want.
Zhou Songbai and Zhou Lao Da used a large cart to pull all the boxes and cabinets that the few of them had customized.
After moving into the small room and putting everything away, Meng Zhiyu looked around and said to Zhou Songbai, "Brother Zhou San, I want another big table and a shelf to put things on, and a small table for the bed."
Zhou Songbai stood at the door, looked inside, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll make it and send it to you in the next two days."
After seeing off the two Zhou Songbai brothers, the few of them started preparing for the dinner. This was the first time they cooked in their new house.
Mu Ziwei and Song Guangye were responsible for killing the chickens, Li Tingman was responsible for cooking, Li Qingqing helped him, and Meng Zhiyu was responsible for making pancakes.
Ever since they tasted the pancakes she made, they fell in love with them.
The evening breeze blew the fragrance from the back to the front yard. Zhao Shuanglian and the others who were sitting in the yard eating were feeling very uncomfortable as they ate the hoarse multi-grain dumplings.
Zhao Shuanglian sighed, "I don't know if Qingqing and the others will invite us over for dinner."
Jiang Zengzhi ate his steamed bread in small bites and thought carefully, "It shouldn't be. After all, we didn't help much."
Just like his mother said, if you want to gain something, you have to give something first.
He Zhida disagreed and retorted, "After all, we are all educated youth from the same courtyard. It's unreasonable to abandon us."
He Zhida swallowed his saliva at the charming aroma of meat, "I don't lack their food, I just think it's a matter of social etiquette."
Zhao Shuanglian quickly seized the opportunity to flatter him, "Brother He is still very knowledgeable. His family is so powerful, they must have enough to eat. He is so thoughtful, and it is for their own good."
She knew that He Zhida was wearing expensive clothes and a very dazzling watch when he came that day. This showed that his family must be well-off. If she could marry him, her life would be secure.
Thinking of this, Zhao Shuanglian's voice became softer and the smile on her face became brighter. He Zhida felt very complacent as he listened to her compliments and praises.
Song Yun glanced at the two of them, said nothing, and just lowered his head to eat his meal.
Meng Zhiyu and his companions were busy at the back, unaware that there were two people in front waiting for them to treat them to a meal.
By the time all the dishes were ready, it was already getting dark. Several people gathered around a large wooden board placed on a stone, holding the soda provided by Mu Ziwei, while Mu Ziwei gave a speech about his experience living in a new house.
"Today is the first day we move into our new home, and the first day we light the fire. These all symbolize the beginning of our new life. We met in this strange place, and meeting is fate. I believe that our future will only get better and better, and our relationship will definitely grow closer. Cheers to our future."
"Okay, cheers." Meng Zhiyu felt inexplicably excited, perhaps moved by his speech. He raised his bowl, clinked it together, and drank it in one gulp.
By the time they finished eating, the moon was already high in the sky. After washing the pots and dishes, they didn't rush to bed, but sat in front of the cabin to admire the moon together.
Li Qingqing looked at the bright crescent moon and said with some sadness, "I don't know if we can go back or when we can go back."
Song Guangye shook his head. "Who knows?"
Li Tingman looked at the two of them and said with certainty, "Don't think too much, we will definitely be able to go back."
At that time, not only can I go back, but I can also take the college entrance examination and go to university.
Meng Zhiyu also nodded. "Don't be so depressed. We just need to take good care of ourselves and live every day well. Sooner or later there will be hope."
Mu Ziwei was very optimistic. He spread his hands helplessly and said, "I don't want to go back. If I go back, I'll be urged to get married."
Meng Zhiyu looked at his depressed expression and thought it was very similar to those Dongdongs who were pressured to get married in his previous life. He smiled and joked, "Brother Mu doesn't like arranged marriages, he likes free love!"
Mu Ziwei shook his head. "Life is so long. I must find someone I like and who shares the same ideals as me."
Indeed, Meng Zhiyu nodded, Li Tingman also nodded, and then looked at Song Guangye on the side. Song Guangye raised his head and looked at Mingyue, and felt the gaze beside him, so he secretly turned his head to look, and happened to meet Li Tingman's gaze.
After admiring the moon for a while, they dispersed and returned to their rooms. As soon as Song Guangye returned to the front yard, Zhao Shuanglian, who was sitting in the yard, caught him and asked, "Song Zhiqing, have you finished eating?"
Song Guangye nodded, not understanding why. "Yeah."
Zhao Shuanglian was dissatisfied, "Why didn't you call us?"
He Zhida, who was sitting next to Zhao Shuanglian, also had a look of dissatisfaction on his face. He looked at Song Guangye with unfriendly eyes and waited for his answer.
Song Guangye vaguely understood why they were dissatisfied, but he was too lazy to argue with them and said directly, "Why did I call you? I'll go to bed if I have nothing else to do. I have to get up early tomorrow."
Zhao Shuanglian looked at Song Guangye's back, bit her lip in hatred, and acted coquettishly to He Zhida, "Brother He, look at him, so arrogant, didn't he build the house? He went there by himself without calling us, obviously he didn't take you to heart."
He Zhida had a sullen face and said nothing. He sat for a while, then stood up and went back to the house, ignoring Zhao Shuanglian's shouting.
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