The next day, early morning.
"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding, ding ding ding~"
The alarm on his phone went off right on time, and Chen Jun subconsciously rubbed his eyes.
"Chen Jun, what's that noise? Did something come into the house?"
Um?
Hearing the mumbled words of the person next to him, Chen Jun suddenly shuddered, then quickly reached under the pillow, and the alarm clock stopped abruptly.
"The noise must have come from Xu Damao's room. That guy always likes to make some strange noises."
Chen Jun casually made up a sentence, and then got up: "If you don't have to go to work, you can sleep a little longer. I'll go make dinner first."
"Um......"
Perhaps it was because she had been too active last night, or perhaps the bed was too comfortable, Chen Xueru hummed in agreement and went back to sleep.
After breakfast, Chen Jun rode his bicycle to work.
Arriving at the cafeteria just as the work bell rang, I was greeted by Director Song, whose expression was strange and even slightly lewd.
Judging from Director Song's expression, Chen Jun knew that he was up to no good.
"Chen Jun, you must have enjoyed listening to that last night, right?"
"How about it? Can you handle it? Take my advice: there's no such thing as a field that's been over-cultivated, only an ox that's been worked to death. You've just gotten married, so you need to take it easy. We need to take things slowly and steadily."
"Also, you know how to make medicinal cuisine, so you can nourish yourself from time to time."
really!
Director Song immediately started talking about things that happened in bed.
Chen Jun's face twitched involuntarily. He glanced at the cleaning staff in the cafeteria and said in a serious tone, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm perfectly healthy. If there's nothing else, I'll go back to work."
"Hey, go ahead, bro, I'm doing this for your own good!" Director Song grinned, patted Chen Jun on the shoulder, and left the cafeteria.
Watching Director Song's departing figure, Chen Jun shook his head speechlessly.
Director Song must have a lot of free time, coming all the way to the cafeteria just to say these things to me.
Could it be that someone said the same thing to him when he first got married?
Or perhaps Director Song has reached the age where he should take some supplements?
Chen Jun continued to think. He first went to the cafeteria for a walk, and seeing that there was nothing to do, he returned to his office.
Nowadays, all three canteens have supervisors, and even Sha Zhu can manage the kitchen staff very well. Therefore, Chen Jun is relatively free in the morning, occasionally does some entertaining at noon, and can go back to the office to slack off the rest of the time.
Meanwhile, the relief society.
Awakened by the noise, Jia Dongxu instinctively swore.
"Get out of here! What are you yelling about so early in the morning, Qin Huairu, are you...?"
He had only sworn halfway through when Jia Dongxu suddenly remembered that he wasn't home, and the chaotic noises around him weren't coming from Qin Huairu.
"Dongxu, you're awake?"
Qin Huairu held the stick in her arms, looking at Jia Dongxu with a haggard expression.
The relief association today is not the same as it was a few years ago. With the dissolution of the military control committee, many of the staff members have left the relief association, leaving only two or three people to operate it.
It's not that the people of Beijing don't care about those in need of relief, but rather that after these past few years of work, many people have found a place to stay or returned to their hometowns. After all, no one will live in the relief association forever.
Therefore, the environment here is not as good as before; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a beggar's den.
It was a large dormitory-style room with more than a dozen people in one room. Qin Huairu was terrified all night, so she didn't sleep at all.
Jia Dongxu hadn't expected the environment here to be this bad, but he had already made a tough statement in the courtyard that he would have to stay for a few days no matter how bad the environment was.
Otherwise, if I went back to the courtyard house that very night, wouldn't I be laughed at to death by my neighbors?
"What are these people arguing about? Is the cafeteria serving food?"
Jia Dongxu touched his stomach and felt it was empty. His last meal was yesterday at noon, and he hadn't eaten anything for more than ten hours.
Qin Huairu sighed and replied after a long while, "There's no such thing as a free meal here. If you want to eat, you have to help with the work."
"Dongxu, let's go home. I'm a little scared."
Ever since they arrived yesterday, the men inside have been staring at Qin Huairu. If it weren't for the staff of the relief association, they probably would have come over long ago.
"What? They're not giving us food?"
Jia Dongxu sat up abruptly from the bed, complaining, "Why? A few years ago we had communal meals, but now we can't even get free porridge?"
"These heartless people, they must have pocketed the money!"
After grumbling for a while, Jia Dongxu heard Qin Huairu's stomach rumbling.
"We can't eat or sleep well here, we might as well go home," Qin Huairu added when she saw that Jia Dongxu had ignored her request.
There's no place like home, not even a golden nest or a silver nest, let alone this place which is even worse than a doghouse.
Although the roof of the house was burned to the ground, it's still better than living here after some cleaning.
"go home?"
Jia Dongxu snorted coldly: "Going home isn't shameful? Have you forgotten what we talked about yesterday?"
Qin Huairu pursed her lips upon hearing this. She hadn't said anything harsh yesterday; it was all Jia Dongxu who had yelled before he left.
"Let's not ask them for help, we'll just stay in our own home and I'll take my time to tidy up."
After much pleading and cajoling, Jia Dongxu finally agreed to go back.
But there was still no food when they got home. Jia Dongxu thought for a moment and then arranged, "Go to the market first and pick up some unwanted food to take home and make do. Then we'll think of something else later."
"OK!"
Seeing that Jia Dongxu agreed to leave this awful place, Qin Huairu agreed without even thinking.
She didn't want to stay in this place for even a minute longer, so she wouldn't refuse to go to the market to pick up things that others didn't want, or even to borrow money from the people in the compound.
It was around 10 a.m. when Qin Huairu and the others returned to the courtyard house.
I didn't expect to run into people from the neighborhood office as soon as I entered.
They came to record the cause of yesterday's fire, but no one was home at the Jia family's residence, so they had to ask the people in the courtyard for information.
"Hey, clerk, the Jia family is here," the third aunt said, pointing with some surprise.
Jia Dongxu was so arrogant before he left yesterday, but I didn't expect him to be back in less than a day.
Jia Dongxu's face stiffened, and he waved his hand at Qin Huairu, meaning to hurry home and ignore the people in the courtyard.
But the clerk immediately raised his hand to stop Jia Dongxu.
"Jia Dongxu, right? I'm from the subdistrict office. I'm here to find out what happened yesterday."
"The office reminds us to be careful about fire every month, so what happened to your house? How did it suddenly catch fire?"
"Thankfully, the fire was put out in time, otherwise it would have been a real problem if it had spread." The clerk said with a serious expression. Promoting fire prevention and theft prevention has always been a task of the street office, and every fire is a major event.
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