Chapter 51

After Cheng Zheng finished his work with the soldiers and prepared to go home after getting the food, Jian Lu was alone at home at this time. Moving and putting furniture away was very noisy and dusty, so Cheng Zheng did not let her come over and rested at home by himself.

Today is a day off, and Jian Lu did have a good rest. She took a nap in the afternoon, and when she woke up, she saw that Cheng Zheng had not come back yet, so she started to make beef bone soup. She has had a good appetite recently, and although she doesn't eat as much as she did before pregnancy, she still likes to drink soup.

Yesterday, Cheng Zheng heard that a cow fell to its death in a nearby commune and that everyone had divided the cow up. He had saved many commune members during typhoons before, so he used his connections and took the cloth coupons to exchange for a few cow bones and two pounds of beef.

Today, the couple decided to treat the warriors who helped with the move to a meal. The dishes can be bought from the cafeteria, but the soup can be cooked at home.

The beef and beef bones were boiled over high heat. Jian Lu, with her big belly, skimmed off the blood and foam with a colander. After beating it a few times and seeing that it was almost done, she changed the water and turned the heat to low. She added ginger slices and scallions and boiled them all together.

The beef bones were large, so Jian Lu used the largest iron pot at home. While she was simmering them with the lid on, she also washed the white radish, peeled it and cut it into slightly thicker slices, about half a knuckle width, to be added later.

Also, pick a section of scallion from the coconut shell in the living room. Since we talked about planting flowers last time, Jian Lu simply replaced the flowers in the coconut shell, added soil, and planted scallions. It is convenient to put some scallion flowers when cooking noodles or making soup.

Boom boom boom

There was some noise outside the house. It should be Captain Cheng who came back with a few warriors. Jian Lu was busy in the kitchen and just shouted at the top of her voice, "Brother Cheng, are you back? I'm making beef bone soup. Do you smell it?"

There was no sound of Cheng Zheng responding outside, but instead there was the sound of footsteps.

Jian Lu poked her head out curiously and found that several strangers had entered through the open door, one man and two lesbians, who were estimated to be in their thirties. They were all wearing green military uniforms, blue trousers, and red armbands on their left shoulders.

"Comrade, what's the matter?" Jian Lu was sure that she had never met those people.

"Is this Jian Lu's house?"

"yes."

"Someone has reported that your family is leading a petty-bourgeois lifestyle and pretending to be capitalist."

Jian Lu's hand holding the colander trembled. Was her family reported? Living a petty bourgeoisie life?

After taking a look at how they were dressed, she understood that it was □□.

"Comrade, are you mistaken? Our family is of good descent. My wife is Cheng Zheng, the head of the Third Regiment of the Third Brigade of the 625th Army. She has a correct ideology and style, and has no capitalist tendencies."

Jian Lu was not in a hurry. She went back to the kitchen to put down the colander, then went to the living room and welcomed a few people in.

Following the three □□ into the house was a familiar person.

It was Yin Chunhua who came to Jian Lu a while ago and wanted her to give up her spot in the single-family house.

When she saw her, Jian Lu understood instantly.

"Why is Sister Chunhua here too?"

Since Yin Chunhua had come along, she naturally didn't intend to hide it, and she said with a stiff face, "Comrade Jian Lu, don't try to make excuses. You are practicing capitalist behavior at home, which is shameful!"

After a pause, she raised her voice and said to the three men earnestly, "Comrades, you can't just listen to her and say there is no such thing!"

The leader glared at her, disliking her for making a fuss. "Alright, alright, you can report it if you want to. Why did you have to follow me? It's fine if you just came, but why are you making such a fuss?" [Reading the novel Gong Gong Hua: This novel is too good]

The movement has become popular in recent years, and there have been many reports.

Today someone reported to the Revolutionary Committee that there were people living a petty-bourgeois lifestyle in the military family compound. If it were someone from outside, they would have searched the house, but after all, this person was in the military, so some people were more restrained.

"Comrade, if you say that my family lives a petty-bourgeois lifestyle, there must be a reason. There are only these things in our house. How can there be any trace of capitalism?"

Yin Chunhua had just been scolded, and after hearing this, she became anxious again, pointing at the fishing nets and shells on the living room wall behind Jian Lu and saying, "There! That's the petty-bourgeois life. Look at how we don't have these things in every household, and they are hung up beautifully. We don't do production or construction every day, but we mess around with these greedy and enjoyable things. What else can we call this if not a petty-bourgeois life? We poor and lower-middle peasants don't have such a life."

□□Take a look at the fishing net hanging on the wall, which is roughly a triangle with a circular arc. There are seven or eight beautiful shells in different colors hanging on the skein of the fishing net. It is indeed quite beautiful.

This thing can be said in a big way or in a small way...

They received many reports when they were young and indeed raided many homes, but they had never heard of anyone hanging fishing nets on the walls of their homes, and making them look nice. Was this considered a petty bourgeois lifestyle?

No one is sure.

"Comrade, please explain what's going on. How come something like this appeared in your house when everyone is actively engaged in production and construction?"

Jian Lu took a look at the smug Yin Chunhua, and calmed down. She raised her hand and touched her belly, "Let me sit down and talk. You guys should sit down too. My belly is big, and it's uncomfortable to stand for a long time."

"Okay, you sit down." The two female □□ comrades had both given birth to three or four children, so they could understand that it was indeed uncomfortable to have a big belly, so they sat down.

Looking again, the pregnant woman was still beautiful. She was wearing the simplest clothes and had her hair braided, but she still stood out.

"Comrades, I disagree with the idea that hanging shells on fishing nets is a capitalist lifestyle."

"Isn't that still capitalist life? This is proof of your greed for enjoyment and beauty!" Yin Chunhua thought that thing was really beautiful, and it was wrong to be beautiful. "That's it, her family's eligibility to live in the small building should be revoked, and they can't be allowed to continue to enjoy themselves. This is the tail of capitalism, and it must be cut off!"

Jian Lu finally understood what was going on. It turned out that this whole thing was just for a quota.

"Sister Chunhua, you are wrong." Jian Lu turned around and pointed at the fishing nets and shells on the wall, then looked at a few people and said, "These fishing nets and shells are not only not the tail of capitalism, but on the contrary, they are evidence of my learning the spirit of the poor and middle peasants."

"What?" Yin Chunhua frowned, thinking that Jian Lu was talking nonsense. "Don't fool me!"

"How does this mean we are learning from the poor and lower-middle peasants?" Comrade □□ was also puzzled.

"This fishing net was given to me by a fisherman. It is a tool for fishermen to make a living, just like a hoe in the hands of farmers. I hang the fishing net on the wall to remind myself to keep the construction spirit and determination of the poor and middle peasants. To be honest, our Jian family is also a poor and middle peasant family. We have been poor peasants for three generations, and we have a good family background. Naturally, I dare not forget my roots."

"Well said." The short-haired □□ was quite moved after hearing this. This person married into the army and heard that she married a regiment commander. Now she is still reminding herself not to forget her roots and the spirit of the poor and middle peasants. She is really ideologically aware.

"No, what about this shell? This shell is so beautiful, isn't it from the bourgeoisie?"

"Shells come from the sea. The fishermen here, including us who live on the island, all make their livings from the sea. I am reminding myself not to forget my roots. If you are farming in the countryside, you can also put a handful of soil in a bottle and put it there, just as a reminder to yourself."

Yin Chunhua was dumbfounded. Is this really the case?

If you want to warn someone, then that's enough. Why does it have to be so pretty?

But she had heard that having beautiful things at home, such as cheongsams, high heels and roses, were all signs of capitalism.

When the three □□ heard this, they realized that she was the head of the group's wife after all, and her thoughts and awareness were really different.

"Comrade Jian Lu, we really misunderstood you. You have a very high level of ideological awareness. You always remember the instructions of the great leader and work hard."

"Of course. I am still working as a salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative. Serving the people is what we should do." Jian Lu talked about her struggle history with a smile on her face.

Yin Chunhua on the side became anxious. Why was this exaggerated?

"No, she's...she's..."

"What's this, this, that, that? I'm telling you, comrade, reporting the cutting off of the capitalist tail is a good thing, but that's only reporting people who have some messy books hidden at home, or people who have cheongsams and those feudal, capitalist, and revisionist things at home. How can you report people who have fishing nets hanging in their homes?"

"That's right. How did the fishing net become a symbol of feudalism and revisionism? Aren't fishing nets used by fishermen to fish? According to you, fishermen also have problems?"

"Comrade Ren Jianlu is warning himself. What a comrade with ideological awareness! But you, you report blindly. Your intention is good, but you can't wrongly accuse a good person!"

Jian Lu felt refreshed as she watched the changing expressions on Yin Chunhua's face. This person started to report just for a spot in a small house and tried to put the blame on his own family. How vicious.

"Comrades, Comrade Yin Chunhua came to my house last time and wanted us to give her the house that was allocated by the army. I didn't agree, so I might be unhappy. Speaking of which, both of us in my family, my wife Cheng Zheng and I, are from poor peasant families. Now we are comrades with correct thoughts and consciousness. We will never accept anyone putting labels on us."

Today, she had to make it clear, otherwise unclear rumors would hurt people, especially since three □□ came directly to the house. Many people in the family compound should have seen it, and everyone might have guessed something. If she didn't make it clear, the rumors might be distorted, and even if there was nothing wrong, it would be spread as something serious.

"Oh, just for the quota of houses?" The man's face tightened, thinking that Yin Chunhua was a rogue. "So you came to report for this? You even said in a panic that someone was pretending to be a capitalist, but we saw only a fishing net and a few shells. Are you making fun of our Revolutionary Committee?"

"No, no! I reported it because I really felt there was a problem, comrade, listen to me..."

"What happened?" There was a lot of noise in Jian Lu's room. Feng Xiuhui and Cui Yuhe had just returned home when they heard several military wives in the yard say that someone had gone to Captain Cheng's house, so they hurried up to take a look.

On the way, I ran into Zheng Shuyun again. She was preparing to deliver pickled vegetables to Jian Lu. When she heard that someone was coming, she went to take a look.

Feng Xiuhui had seen some powerful ones before. Even though this was a military compound, no one could do anything if those people had something on you.

The three of them were worried, and when they arrived at the door of Jian Lu's house, they heard Jian Lu talking. That □□ actually praised her!

"Comrade, swear to the heavens and the earth, Comrade Jian Lu is a good comrade with a good family background. Every household in our family compound can testify to this."

Feng Xiuhui was aware of the seriousness of this and hurried to speak up.

Cui Yuhe overheard and naturally understood that someone was playing tricks. "This person has evil intentions. He deliberately found faults and reported for a place in the family building. He just wants to frame someone! Comrades, don't be fooled and let this villain succeed!"

When talking about villains, Cui Yuhe glared at Yin Chunhua fiercely.

"Yes, comrade, I can testify that Comrade Jian Lu is a very good person. When I brought my son to join the army, he was kidnapped by some kidnappers at the train station. Later, they wanted to kidnap me as well. It was Comrade Jian Lu who discovered that those people were in the same group and saved my mother and me! He is truly a good comrade with a good family background."

Zheng Shuyun was a simple person. She was speaking sincerely for Jian Lu at this moment, fearing that she would really be taken away by the murderer. She spoke hurriedly and haltingly before she finished.

The three □□ took a look and knew what was going on. "Don't worry, we would never wrongly accuse anyone! We have already checked it out. Comrade Jian Lu has no problem with his ideology and style."

After hearing these words, several people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Cui Yuhe smiled for a while and then put it away. "Comrade, what about the person who made the false report? He deliberately came to find fault and frame us, shouldn't he be severely punished?"

"You!" Yin Chunhua was anxious when she heard that they would be severely punished. She wanted Jian Lu's family to suffer a loss, and it would be best if they lost the quota for the single-family house, so that her family could get the advantage. "How could I report it nonsense? This... If there is really no problem, it is just a misunderstanding..."

As she spoke, under everyone's gaze, Yin Chunhua's voice became lower and lower, and she really felt guilty.

"We must arrest those who have feudal, capitalist, and revisionist ideas, criticize and educate them, but we cannot wrongly accuse anyone, like you!" The leading comrade pointed at Yin Chunhua, "You even want to report the fishing net? That's fine!"

"Okay, come back with us to receive ideological education and learn the spirit of the great leader!"

"Ah? Me? I won't go!" Yin Chunhua's face turned pale. If she was taken back by the Revolutionary Committee for education, wouldn't her reputation be ruined?

How can she hold her head up in the family compound in the future?

"Why not go? It's up to you. Comrade, you have a serious problem with your ideological awareness! You must learn and reform yourself!"

Yin Chunhua wanted to throw tantrums and roll around, but she didn't dare to do so in front of the people from the Revolutionary Committee. In the end, she was taken back by the three men for ideological education.

Along the way, Cui Yuhe and Feng Xiuhui followed behind, explaining from time to time to other military dependents who were whispering in the courtyard, and the comrades of the Revolutionary Committee also echoed them.

Before long, everyone knew that Deputy Battalion Commander Yang's daughter-in-law framed and reported Captain Cheng's family but failed, and was taken away for education instead.

Jian Lu sent the few people away, and then thanked Feng Xiuhui, Cui Yuhe, and Zheng Shuyun who had just come to help speak for her.

"Lulu, I didn't expect Yin Chunhua to be so mean!"

"That's too much. Can you just put such a accusation on someone? If she really framed us, your Captain Cheng would be implicated as well."

"Fortunately, the people in the Revolutionary Committee can still tell the difference."

Jian Lu had not expected this to happen. They all lived in a family compound, and the man was a comrade in the same army, yet he could come up with such a despicable idea.

"Luckily, Lulu is good at speaking. Whatever you said, it was very coherent. After listening to you, I felt that you must be a good comrade with a good family background!"

Jian Lu laughed, thinking that all the political questions she had done before were not in vain.

——

Cheng Zheng brought the four warriors who helped move the new furniture home. As soon as he entered the family compound, he heard big news about his family.

Several military wives caught up with him and described him in vivid detail.

"Captain Cheng, why did you come back just now? Your Jian Lu was bullied!"

"Yang Ming's wife reported your family for being involved in feudalism, capitalism and revisionism. The Revolutionary Committee came to your house. The atmosphere was scary."

"Your wife is alone at home with a big belly. I am worried about her."

The more Cheng Zheng stood up, the uglier his expression became. Several soldiers also looked angry. Someone actually reported their own leader!

"But it's okay. They've already left. They said your wife had a good call, but the People's Revolutionary Committee didn't respond."

Cheng Zheng could no longer listen to what was said next and hurried upstairs.

The house was quiet, with only the aroma of beef bones from the kitchen wafting out, swirling around the living room and drifting towards the door.

"Lulu?" Cheng Zheng almost broke out in a cold sweat when he thought of his wife facing the people from the Revolutionary Committee alone.

"Here I am." Jian Lu came out of the bedroom and smiled sweetly when she saw Cheng Zheng coming back. She hadn't felt relieved before, but now that her man was back, she was finally at ease.

As long as I think of Cheng Zheng by my side, I always feel safe and reliable.

"The Revolutionary Committee came to our house? What's going on?"

"Sister-in-law, has anyone really reported the leader?"

Jian Lu asked everyone to sit down and simply explained the matter. Seeing Cheng Zhengjun's face was still tense, she frowned and relieved him, "Don't worry, I have made it clear. The Revolutionary Committee also recognized it. Instead, they took Yin Chunhua back for criticism and education."

"Yang Ming's wife..." Cheng Zheng frowned like a mountain, pretending to be angry, "Are you okay? Did the Revolutionary Committee not do anything?"

"No, I guess I took your situation into consideration and was being polite."

"Don't worry about it. Don't think about these troubles anymore. I'll take care of it." Cheng Zheng didn't make any more moves because there were outsiders around. He just said, "Eat first. You can't be hungry."

They brought back six dishes from the canteen, plus the beef bone soup that Jian Lu had prepared in advance. The group of people ate until their mouths were full and praised the sister-in-law's cooking skills.

A pot of beef bone soup, everyone drank till the bottom of the pot.

The most popular dish was of course the braised pork in brown sauce. Little Zhao tried his best to grab a portion and said hurriedly, "Sister-in-law, the team leader specially asked me to make this braised pork because he said you like it! The team leader really cares about you!"

Cheng Zheng glanced at Xiao Zhao. He had never realized that this boy was quite smart.

Jian Lu was a little embarrassed to be shown affection by the warriors in front of her. "Thank you for your hard work in getting meals and helping to move furniture. We will have to trouble you again when we move. I will prepare some seafood for you next time."

"Thank you, sister-in-law!"

"Sister-in-law, Captain, let's go first!"

After everyone left, Cheng Zheng approached his wife and asked, "Were you scared this afternoon?"

The Revolutionary Committee is always arrogant and not many people are afraid of or respect them, especially those who come to investigate. Cheng Zheng felt nervous when he thought about his wife facing the interrogation of the Revolutionary Committee alone at home this afternoon.

Although Lulu looked fine now and didn't look scared at all, he still had some concerns.

"No, I can handle it." Jian Lu had read about these things in books before, but she never thought she would encounter them. In special times, there are always bad people. "I gave a good talk, and the Revolutionary Committee agreed, and I left with Yin Chunhua."

"Then you go to Sister Xiuhui's house and rest for a while. I'll be out for a while." Cheng Zheng had to solve this matter, otherwise he would not feel at ease.

Jian Lu thought it would be a good idea to go over and talk after dinner, so she just told the man, "Be careful."

"Know."

The two of them closed the door and went to Feng Xiuhui's house. Liang Haisheng was not in the house, saying that he was called out by Wu Feng. Wu Xiangchen and Hengheng were both at Liang's house playing with Dunzi.

"Sister Xiuhui, our Lulu will take a rest here. I'm going to go out for a while."

"Well, go ahead and don't worry!" Feng Xiuhui could probably guess what Director Cheng was going to do, so she just praised Jian Lu, "Your wife is amazing, she's very eloquent, and she convinced the people from the Revolutionary Committee!"

Cheng Zheng turned around to look at Jian Lu, then smiled back at Feng Xiuhui, "She is smart."

"Aunt Lulu, come here!" Dunzi waved when he saw Aunt Lulu coming over, "We are playing cards!"

Cheng Zheng said something to his wife and then went out. He heard Feng Xiuhui scolding Dunzi behind him.

"How can you let your Aunt Lulu squat and play cards with you? Can't you see she's pregnant?"

......

When Cheng Zheng walked to the next door's yard, Yang Ming had just arrived home.

Yang Ming lives on the first floor of building two in courtyard No. 3 of the family complex. There are four children in the family. When they saw their father coming back, two of them greeted him at the door, while the other two complained in a depressed tone.

"Dad, Mom hasn't come back yet."

The four children were wearing patched clothes and were covered in dirt.

"Ah? Where did your mom go? Why hasn't she come back yet?"

Yang Ming was promoted to deputy battalion commander last year. He waited for more than half a year for an allocation of a house in the family compound. His application was finally successful at the end of last year. Only then did his wife Yin Chunhua, who lived in his hometown, come to join the army with their four children.

When Yin Chunhua arrived at the family compound, she did housework and took care of the children at home, and also caused trouble for Yang Ming.

Just three days after arriving, she had an argument with a military wife in the courtyard because the two families' children pushed each other while playing, and Yin Chunhua insisted that she apologize.

A month after he arrived, he had a conflict with the mother of another battalion commander. The cause was that they had different opinions on the method of steaming fish. They started arguing, saying that the other person's cooking of fish was not authentic.

...

Yang Ming couldn't stand it anymore, so he told her to stay at home and stop causing trouble for him, and if it happened again, he told her to go back home.

After being told stern words, Yin Chunhua indeed restrained herself a lot and stopped pointing fingers at other families. Some time ago, she even said that she wanted to move into a small building on her own.

Yang Ming didn't take it seriously, as long as she didn't cause any trouble.

On weekdays, Yin Chunhua loves to do housework. She sweeps the floor, washes clothes and cooks without any delay. But today, something was strange.

"Where did this person go?"

Yang Ming was just about to go to his neighbor's house to ask around when he saw the head of the Third Regiment, Cheng Zheng, walk into the yard.

"Captain Cheng, why are you here in our hospital?"

"Deputy Battalion Commander Yang." Cheng Zheng and Yang Ming were somewhat acquainted. The two regiments had participated in field training together before. Yang Ming was a rough man with a bad temper, but he was capable, sincere and courageous.

"Do you know what your wife did today?" Cheng Zheng went straight to the point.

"Ah? What did she do again?" Yang Ming felt something was wrong when he heard this. He couldn't possibly have poked Lu Zi in the face of Cheng Zheng, right?

"She reported to the Revolutionary Committee that my family was involved in feudalism, capitalism and revisionism."

"What!" Yang Ming's mind was stunned, as if he had been hit by a club, "This damn woman! She must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!"

What Yang Ming hated most in his life was people who reported on those things. His previous head of the regiment was dismissed and demoted just because he married a daughter of a former capitalist family. His comrade who had fought for his life was now living a miserable life. Yang Ming could barely read, but he was furious!

"Captain Cheng! Come on, I'll go talk to the Revolutionary Committee with you. I can testify that the woman is just talking nonsense. Don't pay any attention to her." If she succeeds in reporting me, I won't have the face to face Captain Cheng again.

And as for myself, no one will dare to look me in the eye in the future. I’m afraid I won’t even dare to say a word.

Seeing Yang Ming's reaction, Cheng Zheng guessed that he was indeed unaware of the situation and that it must have been Yin Chunhua's own idea.

"It's all right now. My wife has dismissed the people from the Revolutionary Committee." Cheng Zheng is a man of integrity, so he is not afraid. "There is nothing feudal, capitalist, or revisionist in my family, so I am definitely not afraid."

"That's good." Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but then he was furious again, "Captain Cheng, don't worry, I can't stand these two anymore. They cause trouble for me every day! And they report me! I've found her, and I'll..."

Cheng Zheng was too lazy to listen to his bold words. Today, Yin Chunhua and the people from the Revolutionary Committee suddenly came to his house. Fortunately, his wife was not hurt, otherwise... "Take care of your family affairs and don't involve our family. If it really affects our family, don't blame me for not showing any sympathy to my comrades."

Cheng Zheng had never spoken such harsh words to the soldiers in the army. Public matters were public and private matters were private. He was only impartial and stern when he was training the soldiers on the training ground.

But now, this man's face turned ashen, and his already angular face looked even more majestic.

Yang Ming already felt guilty, as his wife had caused such a big mess, luckily nothing happened.

"Captain Cheng, this is our family's fault. Don't worry, I will take good care of my wife."

After seeing Cheng Zheng off, Yang Ming was so angry that he kicked over a wooden stool when he got home. The four children were so angry that they dared not say anything because they had never seen him so angry before.

After a while, Yin Chunhua, who had received three hours of ideological education in the Revolutionary Committee, was finally released. Thinking that she had reported Jian Lu and ended up in trouble, Yin Chunhua cursed and felt angry.

"Mom! You're back!"

"I'm so hungry."

"Hey, wait, I'll go make dinner." Yin Chunhua was delayed until the evening and hadn't eaten yet, so she hurried to the kitchen to cook.

After taking a few steps, she found that her man was sitting on a chair in front of the dining table. The light in the room was dim and there was no kerosene lamp on. Yin Chunhua was almost scared.

"Old Yang, why are you sitting here?"

Yang Ming glared at Yin Chunhua and said in a deep voice, "Pack your things and get out of here!"

——

In the past few days, there has been a lot of commotion at the home of Deputy Battalion Commander Yang in the No. 3 Family Compound next door. Feng Xiuhui and Cui Yuhe have gone to see the excitement several times.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Yang wanted to send Yin Chunhua back to her hometown, but Yin Chunhua refused to leave. She cried and howled, saying that she would never report anyone again."

"They've been making a fuss for three days. I heard they've resorted to fasting. I can only say one word: I won't leave!"

"Mom, those are two words." Dunzi reminded his mother.

Feng Xiuhui glanced at her son and said, "You are the only one who talks too much!"

Dunzi stuck out his tongue and continued to fold picture cards.

Jian Lu also helped to fold. A few days ago, she played picture cards with some other kids and it felt like she had regained the joy of her childhood. However, Dunzi had been playing with the one in his hand for too long and it had become a lot less useful, so she simply folded two new ones.

Seeing that Jian Lu was pregnant and it was inconvenient for them to go out and find out too much, Feng Xiuhui and Cui Yuhe tried their best to dig up some big news.

"Anyway, after these few days of torment, Deputy Battalion Commander Yang finally gave in. I think Yin Chunhua has learned her lesson and knows the seriousness of the matter."

"That's what happened. Why did you report it to the Revolutionary Committee? Do you really want to kill me?"

Dunzi raised his head again, "Why don't you chase her away?"

"Do you still believe it? There are four children in the house. If mom leaves, what will happen to them?"

"Forget it, just ignore her in the future." Jian Lu didn't want to have anything to do with this person anymore. Not only herself, even if Yin Chunhua stayed now, who in the family compound would be willing to be a neighbor to someone who could go to the Revolutionary Committee to frame and report other families?

You will have to reap the consequences yourself.

——

There were some twists and turns in the quota for the single-family house, but fortunately it did not delay the moving date.

In mid-July, we finally packed up our bags and started moving.

Because time is not tight, they plan to move one family at a time so they can help each other.

Feng Xiuhui had lived there longer and had a lot more stuff than Jian Lu's family, so after moving back and forth several times, everything was basically ready.

Next came Xu Lang's house. Cheng Zheng and Liang Haisheng also helped. After they finished with his family, only Cheng Zheng's family was left.

Jian Lu's belly was getting bigger and bigger, so she treated the moving matter as a nonchalant task. In fact, she felt that she could carry a light bag, but Captain Cheng gave a strict order, asking Dunzi and Wu Xiangchen to watch her and not let her run out.

At home, the double bed and wardrobe had already been carried away by Cheng Zheng and the soldiers who came to help. Jian Lu and the two children stared at each other.

As soon as Jian Lu moved a little, Dunzi enforced the law impartially. "Aunt Lulu, Uncle Cheng said that you can't move over there."

The day before yesterday, Wu Feng went on a mission. His family didn't have much stuff, so considering that he would be back in a while, they moved out early. Before leaving, Wu Feng entrusted his son to Liang Haisheng and his wife, and gave them a handful of grain coupons and ten yuan.

Wu Xiangchen stayed at Feng Xiuhui's house. Originally, there was an empty room in her house, which was the room where Jian Lu lived when she first arrived on the island. However, Dunzi was very excited about having a child of similar age living in his home, and insisted on asking Wu Xiangchen to live with him.

Only two or three days had passed, but they seemed to have become good friends.

Of course, it might be one-sided on Dunzi's part, and Wu Xiangchen didn't express it obviously.

Ever since his mother Chen Qing took Liu Huayong away, Wu Xiangchen has become visibly more cheerful. Although he is not as talkative as Dunzi, he always answers questions.

Look, he also helps Dunzi supervise Aunt Lulu.

"Aunt Lulu, Uncle Cheng did say that."

Being watched over by two little brats, Jian Lu felt that her age had also decreased. "I didn't say I was going to go over, don't worry."

Jian Lu felt reluctant to leave as she watched the house she had lived in for almost a year gradually become empty. She had carefully considered the placement of every piece of furniture here, including the position of the enamel cups, the position of the thermos, and even the pots and pans were all in the most convenient places. Now that she was about to leave, she felt sad.

"Lulu, let's go!"

Cheng Zheng came back for his last trip and there was only one bag left at home. It contained the enamel cups and basins that he and his wife bought when they got married. They made noises as they clashed against each other in his hands.

"To the new home!"

Cheng Zheng was sweating after walking back and forth several times. The weather was hot, and it was not easy to move the double bed and wardrobe to the first floor. Jian Lu let the man go into the house to have a glass of water first.

"Sit down and rest for a while." Jian Lu prepared some boiled water for him in advance. The cool water quenched his thirst just by looking at it.

Cheng Zheng took the enamel cup and gulped down the water, then sighed, "I'd better give Jin'er a cup of water."

"Come, wipe your sweat." Jian Lu took out the plaid handkerchief she carried with her and wiped it on Cheng Zheng's face, watching the beads of sweat on his face gradually disappear.

"Huh!" Dunzi looked at Uncle Cheng and Aunt Lulu and felt sweet. He then remembered the day they got married and everyone asked them to kiss each other.

"Chenchen, let me wipe your sweat too!" Dunzi imitated Aunt Lulu and was about to hit Wu Xiangchen in the face with the newly folded picture in his hand.

"No!" Wu Xiangchen, who usually had a blank expression on his face, showed a rare look of fear. He kicked his legs and ran away.

Dunzi chased after him, relentlessly.

"Wu Xiangchen, wait for me! Wipe your sweat!"

Cheng Zheng and Jian Lu both laughed when they saw the two children.

"Our child won't be so naughty, right?" Cheng Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at his wife's belly.

"It's hard to say!" Jian Lu's obsidian eyes turned, "Maybe not. Neither of us has that kind of personality. The child will definitely not be too naughty."

......

Cheng Zheng and Jian Lu finished their moving work in the evening.

Walking in the setting sun, stepping on the sunset glow, and facing the summer evening breeze, the two finally arrived at their new home.

The two-story green brick building stands among a row of buildings. Behind it are lush trees that sway gracefully in the wind. On its side are two coconut trees and two pineapple trees.

Like a sentry on guard, standing tall and proud.

Light green bricks are stacked layer by layer with different patterns. When they meet on each brick surface, they seem to outline a landscape painting. The courtyard gate in the middle seems to be hidden among the mountains and rivers, quietly waiting for the arrival of the owner of the house.

As you approach the small building, the first thing that catches your eye is the small courtyards on the left and right sides. They are neither too big nor too small, and look like two fan-shaped courtyards. The wasteland has been turned over and looks suitable for planting something.

The front door of the small building was open, and two huanghuali wood doors were attached to the walls on both sides, allowing one to see at a glance how bright the room was.

This building has good lighting. At this point, even without turning on the lights, you can still clearly see the various furnishings in the room.

The living room on the first floor is spacious, as big as two living rooms in the old house, and every piece of furniture is arranged by Cheng Zheng strictly according to the floor plan drawn by Jian Lu.

"How is it, Comrade Jian Lu, are you satisfied?"

Jian Lu looked around. The sofa and the tea table were placed against the wall. A long cabinet with a sewing machine and two five-drawer cabinets were placed on the other two side walls. A box of needle and thread was placed on the sewing machine. Enamel cups, thermoses, and tea cake jars were placed on the long cabinet.

On the wall above the long cabinet was still a set of fishing nets and shells. Since it had been certified by the Revolutionary Committee, it had to be hung up.

Opposite the living room is the dining room. This time, Cheng Zheng specially set up an eight-person table. The larger the space, the bigger the table. Behind the dining room is the kitchen, the bedroom on the first floor and the independent bathroom.

"Comrade Cheng Zheng, you've done a great job." Jian Lu looked at them one by one and found that everything was going according to her plan.

"Be careful on the stairs." Cheng Zheng helped Jian Lu upstairs to check out their bedroom.

"Your stomach won't feel comfortable climbing the stairs, so I thought you could move downstairs and go to sleep early." Cheng Zheng said as he opened the bedroom door.

The warmly and beautifully decorated bedroom suddenly came into Jian Lu's sight.

The double bed occupies the largest area of ​​the bedroom. It is covered with a white floral quilt and two pillows embroidered with swimming birds are placed side by side. On the left side of the double bed is a wardrobe and opposite the bed is a new dressing table made for Jian Lu. It has a brown huanghuali wood top and is simple and plain, with only dragon and phoenix patterns carved on both sides.

The most eye-catching thing in the bedroom was the balcony.

A gentle breeze blew, lifting the sky-blue curtains, which danced lightly in the wind. There were two wooden chairs and a wooden table on the balcony. Jian Lu sat down slowly and looked outside. She could just see the golden sun falling to the west, casting a little afterglow, dyeing the blue sea into a warm orange.

The summer evening breeze was blowing, and Jian Lu looked out at the sea view quietly surging. She took a deep breath.

"Do you like it?" Cheng Zheng noticed that the curve of his wife's mouth had never diminished since she entered the house.

Jian Lu turned around, looked at her man, nodded heavily, and smiled like a flower, "I like it!"

Who understands the joy of living in a big villa in the 1970s!