Chapter 45 Chapter 45 Wu Xingliang
"The Ye family?"
Liu Yanru glanced inside again, curious. "She hasn't been back in a few days. Only her sister comes over occasionally. I heard the family is almost breaking up."
Lu Qinghe: "Could this be Ye Baojin's home?"
"That's right. How do you know about our family compound?"
"Didn't your husband Wei mention this to you?" Lu Qinghe told Liu Yanru what Ye Baojin had done. After hearing this, she spat at the door of the Ye family's house.
"Serves him right! How shameless! I've spoken to her older sister before, and she seemed quite kind and reasonable. Who knew her brother could be this kind of person?"
"He has a sister? What's her name?"
"Ye Yulian."
That's right.
Lu Qinghe was certain that Ye Baojin was indeed Zhao Zhanming's biological brother.
Born to the same parents, she thought Ye Yulian and Zhao Zhanming were both good, so how could one of them have such a mutated gene?
"How long until your due date?"
On the way, Lu Qinghe chatted with Liu Yanru.
"It's coming soon. Logically, it should be around the 15th of next month, but I heard that if it's a boy, it'll be a few days later, so I'm not in a rush. If it's a boy, I'll have the confidence to speak up at home and shut my mother-in-law up! We'll go shopping at the department store later. I've already told Lao Wei that summer will be coming soon after the baby is born, and I want to make a Dacron short-sleeved shirt to keep cool."
"Sure, you want the fabric from Ka to make pants, right? It's perfect for a set."
"If it's a boy, I want to save the fabric to make some clothes for him. Something that's durable and easy to clean."
Lu Qinghe frowned: "Your child hasn't even been born yet, and you're already thinking about making clothes for him. I think you might as well make two sets for your Wei Yue."
"Wei Yue is sensible and likes to be clean, so there's no need."
"Your little baby is still growing fast. The clothes you made one day might not fit the next day. It's a pure waste of fabric. What excuses are there? I think you are just biased. Have you forgotten what I told you last time?"
Liu Yanru was speechless for a moment, then smiled and said, "Let's go and take a look first, let's see first."
When they got to the place, Lu Qinghe took the cloth coupons and asked for ten feet of blue floral cotton cloth, six feet of Dacron, and six feet of cotton.
Liu Yanru was very envious. "Your family seems to have endless cloth coupons. Why did you buy so many?"
"Why can't it be used up? Isn't this the benefit my husband Lao Zhao gave me after the Chinese New Year mission? If it's gone this time, I can only wait until next time. I have a lot of children, and these are all for making new clothes for them. I didn't prepare them during the Chinese New Year, and I promised to make new clothes for them in the spring."
"You're not buying any for yourself?"
"Aren't we going to the department store later? I'm going to look at ready-made clothes."
"oh."
Liu Yanru asked for six feet of cotton cloth, feeling a bit jealous. Then she turned around and asked, "You have four children, and only one girl. Why do you need so much colorful cloth?"
"Lu Yao is growing fast. After the Chinese New Year, she's already half a head taller than Lu Yang. Girls develop faster than boys when they're young, so I prepared clothes for her in advance to avoid people judging her for wearing half-cut pants."
"You are so good to your daughter."
"It's all the same. Lu Yao is naughty, so we need to be more careful."
After hearing this, Liu Yanru thought for a while, then turned around and replaced the six-foot old black cotton cloth with four feet of floral cloth. "I'll keep the card to make clothes later, and use the floral cloth to make a skirt for Wei Yue. Wei Yue is actually a very sensible child. If only he were a boy, I wouldn't have to worry."
Lu Qinghe: "Each has its own advantages. If you think that way, you will never be satisfied."
When she arrived at the department store, Liu Yanru walked around twice and was dazzled by the sight.
"What's the name of this skirt here, Bragi? It's so pretty. Look at how it's cinched in at the waist, wow... After I give birth, I'll definitely ask Old Wei to take me here to buy one!"
"Ladies, we have wide skirts that pregnant women can wear!" The salesperson listened nearby and hurriedly introduced them.
Liu Yanru shook her head: "I can't wear it after giving birth, what a waste."
"Don't waste it, don't waste it. This skirt has a leather belt. You can tie it around your waist after you give birth. The bottom is like a pleated skirt. Look at the print on it. It's an imitation of imported patterns. And look at the yellow sunflowers on it. It's a good omen for prosperity. I'm sure you'll give birth to a big fat boy."
The skirt is beautiful, a golden brown skirt with large sunflowers stacked on it, which is eye-catching and makes people look energetic.
Liu Yanru touched it, looked at the belt again, turned to Lu Qinghe and asked, "How is it?"
"It looks pretty good." Lu Qinghe said truthfully: "Why don't you try it?"
"Yes, yes, let's try it!" The salesperson was very happy and pulled Liu Yanru to the fitting room.
Liu Yanru was extremely envious. After thinking for a while, she asked Lu Qinghe to help watch the things and turned around to go into the fitting room with the salesperson.
It’s called a fitting room, but it’s just a shed made of colorful plastic sheets.
Liu Yanru was still a little embarrassed and kept yelling at Lu Qinghe to stand outside and help block it for her.
"Don't worry, nothing can be seen from outside."
As Lu Qinghe spoke, her eyes fell on the dresses in the store.
Compared to the sunflower one, she prefers the dress with small green and white flowers on the side, which is fresher and more elegant.
"Comrade, do you like this one?"
The salesperson was very discerning and followed Lu Qinghe's gaze, then picked up the pole and took it down for her.
"I'm not saying anything but you have really good taste. This is the only imported item in our store. These days, the amount of clothes we can import is getting smaller and smaller. If you have one of a kind, you won't have another. And you have fair skin, so this is perfect for you. It suits your temperament."
The more the salesperson praised her, the more Lu Qinghe liked the skirt.
"Well, I'll try this one on after my friend comes out."
"Then I'll put it away for you first."
“Isn’t it too early to buy a skirt now?”
Outside the store, there was another customer standing at the door hesitating. He was a gay man, and he was talking carefully to the lesbian next to him. They seemed to be a couple.
"Summer's still a few months away, and the hot weather here doesn't last long. Even a skirt won't last as long as a cardigan. How about we get a few feet of Dacron and make a coat?"
"Why are you so fussy about everything? I just want to wear a skirt, so what?"
"But you don't have one at home."
"Can't I wear new ones? You're so stingy!"
Lu Qinghe glanced over, and when her eyes fell on the man's face, some distant and somewhat vague memories suddenly popped up in her mind.
That is...
Isn’t that that bastard Wu Xingliang!
Lu Qinghe frowned and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but when she thought about it carefully, it wasn't her who did anything wrong, so why should she avoid it?
I was really influenced by the memory of my original body.
Lu Qinghe adjusted his mentality, his expression returned to normal, and he stood in the store listening to the excitement.
The absolute protagonist of the original book is Wu Xingliang.
How humble he was in the early days when he had to compromise, and how majestic he became as he reached the peak of his life step by step after his father-in-law died.
Now is the early stage.
Lu Qinghe felt secretly happy when she saw Wu Xingliang groveling and wanting to kneel down to Zheng Miaoran next to him.
If you want to climb high branches, it is not so easy to climb them.
Zheng Miaoran is not mentioned many times in the original text, and most of the focus is on her willful personality, with little else mentioned.
To be honest, Zheng Miaoran was also deceived by Wu Xingliang in the early days.
But later, after Zheng Miaoran knew the truth, she bullied Lu Qinghe's two children. In addition to instigating Lu Yang to donate a kidney, she also deliberately picked a fat, forty-year-old domestic violence man as a husband for Lu Yao, and forced Lu Yao to get married in the name of corporate marriage.
If Lu Qinghe were to say, this couple could be described as a tortoise finding a tortoise; they were essentially the same kind of people.
"I'm not stingy, I just think we can't spend money this way. Miaoran, why don't we go look at coats first? Maybe you won't like skirts after we see them."
"Wu Xingliang! Are you being naughty again? Do you want to be punished again?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire clothing store fell silent.
Wow, this couple is having such a great time!
Lu Qinghe took a quick look and saw that the customers in the store no longer looked at the clothes. They touched the clothes with their ears perked up, and glanced outside from the corner of their eyes from time to time. Even the salesperson couldn't help but move closer to the door.
Wu Xingliang quickly grabbed Zheng Miaoran's arm and said, "Don't make any noise, keep your voice down, or people will hear you and laugh at you. I'm not good enough, tonight..."
He whispered something in a low voice, which I couldn't hear, but I guessed it wasn't anything nice.
Zheng Miaoran's expression remained unchanged. Wu Xingliang sighed helplessly, turned around and took out the money in his pocket, "That's all I have. Spend it."
"What are you afraid of? I'll ask my dad to give you a raise later."
Zheng Miaoran said this nonchalantly and walked into the clothing store. Wu Xingliang followed behind her with a sullen face and an expression of forbearance, but he still coaxed Zheng Miaoran with his mouth and took the initiative to put his arm around Zheng Miaoran's shoulders.
It's almost April now, and although the weather is not cold, it is getting warmer.
But in addition to the coat, Wu Xingliang was also wearing a tight sweater that looked quite thick.
When he raised his arms, the cuffs of his coat moved up a little, and the sweater underneath was pulled up as well.
Lu Qinghe happened to glance over and saw the skin on his arm that was accidentally exposed.
There are obvious scars on it.
It looks like...
Lu Qinghe searched his memory for a long time and found the scene he had seen in a movie before.
It turned out to be a scar from a cigarette burn!
? ?
Zheng Miaoran looks pretty, is she such a wild person?
Lu Qinghe frowned and took another look.
Zheng Miaoran was annoyed by Wu Xingliang and pushed his arm away. Now more skin on his arm was exposed, and there was even a mark on half of it that was obviously caused by being whipped.
"hiss……"
You are definitely not seeing things!
Combined with what Zheng Miaoran said just now, which was like training a dog, I'm afraid the two of them might really be playing something in private.
But looking at Wu Xingliang's painful expression, it was highly likely that he was not willing to do it from the bottom of his heart.
"What are you laughing at?" Liu Yanru lifted the curtain and walked out. She looked up and saw Lu Qinghe with a happy face, and asked curiously.
"I'm in a good mood."
Knowing that Wu Xingliang was living such a miserable life, she was in a very good mood now!
"ah?"
"It's nothing, I just feel really good all of a sudden!"
Lu Qinghe grinned, turned around, picked up the skirt she had just liked and went into the fitting room.
While they were talking, Wu Xingliang, who had just entered the door, subconsciously glanced over here. When he saw Lu Qinghe, he also saw Liu Yanru outside.
Wu Xingliang froze in place for a moment, and before Liu Yanru saw him, he quickly turned his head.
"Ahem, Miaoran, I'll go outside and help you look at some shoes. If you want to buy a skirt, go ahead and buy it. I'm going to the bathroom first."
Before Zheng Miaoran could speak, Wu Xingliang had already jumped out.
"Are you going to the shoe store or to the restroom?" Zheng Miaoran chased after him.
"Go to the bathroom first, then go to the shoe store!"
"……Neuropathy."
Zheng Miaoran rolled her eyes and walked back into the clothing store. After taking a look around and finding nothing she liked, she frowned and chased after him.
Wu Xingliang didn't go into the bathroom, but waited for Zheng Miaoran at the corner.
He never expected that he would meet Lu Qinghe here.
she……
Although it was only a quick glance, Wu Xingliang found that Lu Qinghe was much more beautiful than he remembered.
His skin had become fairer, and his expression no longer had the timidity of the past. He looked very calm. If it weren't for his familiar facial features, he would almost have thought he was a different person.
Wu Xingliang learned from the letter sent by his sister that Lu Qinghe had remarried a soldier, but he did not expect that she would come to Hua City, otherwise he would not be so unprepared and at a loss.
But why did you come to Hua City?
And Lu Qinghe was probably planning to buy clothes just now, and she was buying a skirt.
The clothes here are so expensive that even he himself can't afford to buy them. How can that thrifty Lu Qinghe have the money to buy clothes here?
Isn't Lu Qinghe the type who feels inferior when she sees a sales outlet, dares not even glance at it, and quickly walks away?
"Why are you running so fast?"
Seeing Zheng Miaoran coming over, Wu Xingliang quickly explained: "I saw someone from my hometown."
Zheng Miaoran slapped him, "What do you mean by your hometown? I've told you so many times. Since you were just fostered in the mountains by your parents before, don't say that's your hometown. It's really embarrassing."
"Yes, I didn't notice." Wu Xingliang quickly explained, "I saw someone I knew from my uncle's family. You know, people from small places will definitely hold on to their fellow villagers when they arrive in the county. If they see us living so well now, it will be troublesome if we need to borrow money. Besides, people from the mountains look shabby, and I'm afraid of losing face."
"If I hadn't been attracted to you and knew your father was a respectable factory worker, I wouldn't have looked for someone with your background. It's so annoying. I can't even go shopping in peace now."
"Miao Ran, I'm sorry, but don't worry, I will work hard in the future and strive to take over our father's job as soon as possible, so that you can also be proud."
"Alright, alright, let's go."
Inside the clothing store, Lu Qinghe also came out after changing her clothes.
"Hey, the person is gone?"
Lu Qinghe glanced around.
Liu Yanru turned around and looked: "Who is it?"
"Two jokes."
"ah?"
Lu Qinghe pursed her lips and smiled, and the salesperson next to her took the initiative to explain to Liu Yanru.
"A couple just came over. The man was so disciplined by the woman... To put it bluntly, he was disciplined like a dog. At first they looked like a couple, but then they looked like the landlord's slaves."
Liu Yanru understood, "No wonder you were smiling just now, Qinghe. Tsk, I didn't catch up to see all the excitement."
Lu Qinghe raised an eyebrow: "There will be a lot of fun to watch in the future."
In the original book, Lu Qinghe had never left Dagu Village in his life, but that was no longer the case. After all, the two of them were in the same city, and the steel plant was also near the suburbs. They didn't have to worry about it at all, and it was only a matter of time before they met. Now that Director Zheng was still in office, Wu Xingliang would have to suffer slowly.
"Okay, let's not talk about others." Liu Yanru pulled Lu Qinghe, "Help me take a look at this skirt. It looks so good on you, I don't want to buy it anymore."
The salesperson was anxious, "Why? Your friend is dressed well, and you are not bad either."
Liu Yanru: "I'm heavy. Compared to someone as thin and tall as her, I'll be laughed at!"
Salesperson: "I just told you that this skirt can be worn now and in the future, and there is only one in the store. If you like it and don't buy it now, it might be sold out after you give birth."
"this……"
"Qinghe, do you want to buy it?"
Lu Qinghe glanced at the mirror and said, "I just looked around and this is the one that catches my eye."
"You want to buy it, right?" Liu Yanru hesitated for a long time, then gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, if you buy it, I'll buy it too!"
Lu Qinghe: "I didn't force you to buy it, so don't say it was because of me."
"...I know, I just like it." Liu Yanru sighed and turned to ask, "How much is this skirt?"
"Your seven-and-a-half-foot piece of cloth costs thirty coupons," the salesperson said, then looked at Lu Qinghe. "Your genuine imported piece of cloth costs thirty-eight coupons."
"So expensive?!" Liu Yanru exclaimed.
Lu Qinghe also frowned. The price was indeed a bit expensive.
Zhao Zhanming's monthly salary at home is 120 yuan, which, including welfare subsidies, only averages to 150 yuan. After Lu Qinghe went out to work in the spring, the propaganda agency and the third-line factory only paid a total of 45 yuan, so she had to spend 40 yuan to buy a skirt.
Lu Qinghe also hesitated.
"Qinghe, do you want to buy it?"
Lu Qinghe: "Take off the skirt first, and let me think about it."
"The same goes for me."
After the two of them changed their clothes, Liu Yanru looked completely listless.
Thirty yuan, her husband Wei only earns forty-five yuan a month, and he has to send ten yuan to his parents-in-law in his hometown every month. The rest of the money is already tight for living. It is difficult to save some money throughout the year, and he can't spend it on a skirt.
Liu Yanru put the skirt on the counter. "It would be nice if I could buy the fabric separately and take it home to have a tailor make it for me, but this fabric is hard to find."
Lu Qinghe's piece is even harder to find.
But it’s not like she will stop working and earning money in the future.
The Propaganda Department is urging her to continue submitting articles, and another payment will be received next month.
If you don’t reward yourself after making money, how can you have the mood to continue making money in the future?
That makes sense.
Thinking of this, Lu Qinghe took out his wallet.
Liu Yanru rushed over with eyes wide open, "Do you really want to buy it?"
"Um."
"Think about it again, Qinghe. Don't go home. Your old Zhao will tell you!"
"No." Lu Qinghe shook her head: "I have my own salary, and he promised me to buy the skirt."
"He definitely didn't know it was so expensive when he agreed."
"That has nothing to do with me. He has agreed anyway, so he should have considered other situations in advance."
Why do you have to think so much about men? It’s not like there is no savings at home.
Spend when it’s time to spend.
Besides, I'm so happy today.
Lu Qinghe paid the money and turned around to see Liu Yanru still feeling upset. He advised her, "This dress looks good today, but there might be an even better one tomorrow. If you don't want to buy it now, you might be able to afford it in the future if you become rich. Besides, there might be an even better one in the future."
"You make a lot of sense."
Liu Yanru nodded heavily, then turned to look sad, "But I still feel bad, Qinghe, how come your life is better than mine now?"
Lu Qinghe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are you upset that I'm having it better than you, or are you upset that you didn't buy the skirt?"
"It's so uncomfortable!" Liu Yanru looked at the skirt hatefully, turned around and pulled Lu Qinghe away.
"No! No! After I give birth, I'll ask Lao Wei to come out and buy me something nicer! I don't like this one!"
"Slow down, be careful..."
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Wei Guoqiang had just arrived home at noon when he saw Liu Yanru's face full of dissatisfaction.
“I want to buy a skirt!”
"Buy it! I'm not stopping you. Go buy it yourself." Wei Guoqiang glanced at the noodles on the table. "Why are you having clear soup noodles again? Can't you have some stir-fried vegetables? Didn't I just get your salary this month?"
"What's your salary worth? You spend it all on food every day and can't even save any money! I even hesitated for a long time when I wanted to buy a skirt, and in the end I didn't buy it!"
Wei Guoqiang slurped a mouthful of noodles and said, "The salary is much higher than in the county town, and you're still not satisfied? I remember you were very happy when you came here."
"That was before. Who knew the provincial capital would be so expensive and have so many beautiful things..."
"What's nice to look at?"
Liu Yanru rolled her eyes. "Eat your noodles! After you're done, think about when you can save up enough money to buy me a skirt."
Wei Guoqiang snorted, not taking it seriously. "If you can't afford it, then don't wear it. I'm not starving you. I support the family, you, and the children. I didn't say I have to support you so you can wear a skirt."
“But I…”
"Hey everyone, you're going to the moon, why don't you go with them?"
“…I’m too lazy to tell you!”
Wei Guoqiang sneered and continued to slurp the noodles with his head down.
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It was not yet noon when Lu Qinghe returned to the military family compound.
She held the cloth and thought about it, then went to find Sister Han.
"There are so many people in the cutting team, I'm afraid I won't get any of it to you, sister-in-law. After thinking about it, I decided to come here alone. This is the cutting fee, please keep it."
"Just leave it to me, my cooking skills are among the best in the team!"
Mrs. Han took the cutting fee and narrowed her eyes. "I have some unused tassels over there. I'll embroider some flowers on your daughter's dress and knit you two more pairs of socks."
Take the work directly and don't work in the team to get more money. Mrs. Han appreciated it, and Lu Qinghe also knew what was going on. After exchanging a few words of greeting, he walked home.
When passing by Wang Ningyu's house, after a burst of crying children, the door was opened from the inside.
Wang Ningyu didn't expect that Lu Qinghe happened to pass by. She greeted Lu Qinghe while coaxing the child.
Lu Qinghe went forward and wanted to tease her little girl, but the child burst into tears and looked like she couldn't be comforted.
"Why are you crying like this?" Lu Qinghe asked reluctantly. Wang Ningyu shook her arms and sighed, "Who knows? It was better last month, but this month it takes a long time every day to calm down. I can see that my voice is hoarse from crying."
"Are you feeling unwell? Take him to the hospital."
"I went to the clinic and found nothing serious."
Lu Qinghe frowned and leaned forward to take a few more glances. Her little girl was also born with Lu Qinghe. When she was first born, she was as small as a mouse and very adorable. Now that she has finally grown up, she is still skinny and small. She is almost half a year old and has few hairs on her head.
When Yu Lili heard Lu Qinghe coming back and the child crying again, she came closer to take a look.
"Ning Yu, your daughter isn't eating much. She's still so thin after all these months. How do you feed her?"
Wang Ningyu's face turned bitter when he heard this. "My milk is not enough. What else can I do?"
Yu Lili: "If it's not enough, find a military wife who's breastfeeding. I'll help you find out!"
Wang Ningyu: "I've asked, and they say it's barely enough for their own children. How could there be any extra for my daughter? I really have no other choice. I started letting her drink rice oil last month. We cook rice porridge at home, and we save the top layer for her to drink."
"How can she get enough nutrition?" Lu Qinghe touched the sparse yellow hair on the little girl's head and asked suspiciously, "Why do I feel like she's malnourished? Why don't you think of a way to feed her some goat's milk or cow's milk? It's better than just drinking rice oil. Or at least buy some malted milk."
Wang Ningyu shook her head. "I bought the malted milk, but the child refused to eat it. Now, besides that little bit of milk, he can only drink rice oil."
"Children with malnutrition tend to cry easily."
Lu Qinghe thought for a moment and said, "Before the New Year, in order to get some mutton, I met a shepherd from my husband, Lao Zhao. Why don't you go ask him if you can exchange some goat's milk for the child? Otherwise, the child will get goiter if we keep doing this."
"Goat milk?" Wang Ningyu perked up. While coaxing the child, she asked Lu Qinghe to write down the address of the goat farmer. After she had written it down, she asked, "How much is the goat milk?"
Lu Qinghe shook her head. "I'm not sure either. Ask your Section Chief Sun to go and ask. This child feels miserable every day he's hungry. If it really doesn't work, try crushing the eggs and mixing them with rice oil."
“Hey.”
Yu Lili sighed, "I was wondering why you didn't go to the family meeting these past two days. It turns out you were tied up with the child. Didn't your eldest daughter help take care of the child at home? You need to hurry up. If you're a couple of days late, the month will be over, and I won't be able to settle your labor wages by then."
"How can I keep an eye on this situation? Let's wait and see after feeding him goat milk tomorrow. Do you think I don't want to go? I also want to earn some money to support the family. My five daughters are all here now. All the food, drink, and toilet expenses at home are spent on money. I can't even afford to buy food."
Wang Ningyu lives in an apartment building and has no yard, so it is difficult for him to grow his own vegetables.
Lu Qinghe hesitated for a moment and asked, "I'm planning to open a vegetable patch in my yard, but I'm not very good at growing vegetables. If you have time, I'll let you take care of it. We can split the vegetables between our two families."
Yu Lili quickly spoke up: "How much does it take to cultivate the vegetable garden, Qinghe? How about I help you?"
Lu Qinghe glanced at Yu Lili and said, "Your family has a yard. Besides, your vegetable garden is a mess. I don't even like your work."
Yu Lili curled her lips and said, "That's fine, I have enough food at home anyway."
"Ning Yu, what do you think?"
Wang Ningyu was not unwilling. She nodded quickly and said, "It's the perfect season to plant them so we can eat them soon. Leave it to me. I'll be there early tomorrow morning!"
Wang Ningyu knew that Lu Qinghe was also trying to help him, so after Lili left, he thanked her again and again.
"Growing some vegetables is not difficult, Qinghe, thank you for helping me."
Lu Qinghe was not very polite. She listed several vegetables that her children liked to eat and asked Wang Ningyu to pick a few to plant before returning home.
She was a little tired after running all morning, so she simply bought some meat noodles from Xiaohua at noon.
After returning home, I cut the pork into shreds and marinated it, while water was already boiling in a pot.
Use the remaining lard to heat the wok, add the scallions and ginger and stir-fry until fragrant, then stir-fry the shredded pork. While there is still oil in the wok, add boiling water into the wok.
With a sizzling sound, the fragrance dissipated.
The children who had just arrived home smelled the smell and ran to the kitchen door and squatted there.
"Mom, do you want noodles for lunch?"
"Mom, is there meat to eat?!"
Zhao Zimo glanced at Zhao Zirui's increasingly fat belly and said, "Some people are almost eating like the second brother, and they're still clamoring for meat."
Zhao Zirui touched his stomach and felt a little aggrieved.
Lu Yao was unhappy, "Mom said that being able to eat is a blessing!"
"That's right, Brother Zimo, aren't you going to eat the noodles Mom made later?"
Zhao Zimo: “…eat.”
It smells so good, only a fool wouldn’t eat it. He even wanted to eat two bowls!
"Go wash your hands." Lu Qinghe called out, and several children obediently lined up to wash their hands.
Here, she laid out the children's bowls, seasoned each one with light soy sauce and salt, and evenly added the same amount of stir-fried shredded pork. After the noodles were cooked, she put them into their bowls one by one along with the vegetables.
Of course, her portion was larger.
Zhao Zimo finished eating first, and even after finishing his meal, he went to get a second bowl. Lu Yao laughed and said, "You still say Zirui is the second senior brother. You're going to get fat soon too."
Zhao Zimo made a face to scare Lu Yao, "I'm not fat. Look at me. No matter how much I eat, I'm always skinny."
"But seriously..." Lu Yang looked at Zhao Zimo carefully: "Why do I feel that you have gained a lot of weight since the first time I saw you?"
“…How is that possible?”
"Really!" Lu Yao nodded.
Zhao Zirui also responded: "Yes, I remember that brother Zimo's wrist was very thin back then, but now it's almost as thin as dad's."
Zhao Zimo: “…”
"Alright, alright, go get some food." Lu Qinghe said with a smile, "Zimo is already a bit thin, and he's still growing, so it's normal for him to eat more. Even if he gets fat, it will balance out when he grows taller. Go quickly."
"oh."
Although he looked unhappy, Zhao Zimo was quicker than anyone else. He finished his second bowl before everyone else did, and then went to wash up.
After sending the children to school in the afternoon, Lu Qinghe finally had some peace and quiet.
She had been spending a lot of time outside these days and had no time to sit down and draw the pinyin literacy picture album she had promised to the propaganda team.
However, she had experience and had read a lot of this kind of books in her previous life. When she had time, she quickly drew a few pictures and handed them to Ying Lu, asking her to help take them to the propaganda team.
"Sister Lu, someone is looking for you."
"Did you tell me who it was?"
Lu Qinghe felt a little sleepy because he didn't take a break at noon. When he met the orderly who said someone was looking for him, he couldn't help yawning and asked.
"I said, my last name is Ye."
“…”
Lu Qinghe perked up a bit, turned around and continued, "How many people?"
"Two people have arrived, both women, seemingly mother and daughter. They claim to know you, and one of them has a history of visiting the military dependents' compound."
Lu Qinghe thought for a moment and said, "Comrade, this involves my old Zhao, the captain of the Zhao Zhanming group. I don't really want to meet them right now. Could you please tell them..."
"I understand. Say you're not home for the time being!"
Lu Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Thank you, young comrade!"
The orderly scratched his head and smiled: "Sister-in-law, why are you so polite to me? No wonder people say you are cultured and well-mannered. Don't worry, we often encounter such things. Many people come to us for help, and we always find an excuse to fool them."
"So that's how it is. It makes me feel a little burdened to lie."
"Don't take it seriously. I'll go and reply to them right away. Goodbye, Sister Lu."
After the orderly left, Lu Qinghe also returned home.
There is no need to guess, it was probably because Ye Yulian knew that Ye Baojin had provoked her, and thought that after all, he was an acquaintance, and perhaps they might really be brothers in the future, so she came to plead for him.
Even if he wasn't asking for mercy, it definitely wasn't a good thing for him to come over now.
So, she simply pretended not to be there.
Anyway, we will inevitably meet in the future after we recognize each other as relatives. Not seeing each other now will save us one day of worry.
After arriving home, Lu Qinghe yawned, changed into pajamas and started to catch up on sleep.
Life is not so peaceful outside the military family compound.
Ye Yulian looked calm after hearing the orderly's words, but Ge Hongqing next to her was so anxious that she almost couldn't stand.
"Why haven't I seen her? Not at home? No one is at home? Isn't her husband at home too?"
The orderly frowned and said, "Auntie, Mrs. Lu is definitely not here. I can't easily tell you other information."
"See, Mom, I told you I'm very busy."
Ye Yulian was neither anxious nor impatient. Instead, she felt fortunate that her sister-in-law was not at home. Regardless of whether it was true or not, now was not a good time to meet her.
Ge Hongqing anxiously grabbed Ye Yulian's arm and said, "How about we go to the third-line factory again?"
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