Chapter 784: It's Your Own fault 1

After first stepping into the Lu family courtyard and then walking into the house, Lu Shuai, Cui Shaoyuan and others had only one feeling, that is, clean and tidy!

So clean!

So neat!

Even the grains and dried vegetables piled up in the west corner were arranged neatly and clearly visible.

On the front wall is a color portrait of the old chief, with his calligraphy hanging next to it. A photo of Xibao and the old chief and others is also next to it, all of which are spotlessly clean.

There were three folded quilts and a towel blanket, two large pillows, and two small pillows on the kang. A pair of large pillows were covered with red pillowcases, and there were quilts and sheets underneath. There were no so-called woolen blankets or quilts. Instead, all the bedding, sheets, and pillowcases showed signs of wear and tear, and some were even patched. You could tell at a glance that they were old things.

An old kang table stood on the kang against the wall, and on the table was an old basket filled with needles and thread and toys.

Cui Shaoyuan counted the towels specifically mentioned in the report letter. There were four towels in total, three of which were old and badly worn, and only one was new and as white as snow.

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While Feng Qingxue was using the key to unlock the cabinet door and take out the enamel jug to pour water for the guests, a female comrade named Ding Aihong stepped forward to help. She took the opportunity to glance into the cabinet and took in the situation inside.

Towels, clothes, and diapers were hung on the clothesline, none of them were new, and all of Lu Jiang's clothes were patched.

Below the cabinet is a small cabinet with two doors, and the top is divided into three layers separated by wooden boards. The upper layer is filled with lunch boxes, bowls, chopsticks, cups, plates, spoons and the like, as well as cans of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. The middle layer is filled with a row of enamel jars, including the one in Feng Qingxue's hand, a total of three, none of which are new. One of them seems to have been bumped and the porcelain has fallen off, revealing black marks.

There were two large boxes and a cabinet next to it, which I couldn't make out at first glance, and a row of shoes next to it.

The bottom layer contained milk bottles and the high-priced items mentioned in the report, including malted milk, milk powder, candy, canned food, luncheon meat, etc. The quantity was not too large and Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue could fully afford it with their salaries.

There were two enamel basins in the room. One had the enamel peeling off and was placed with an old towel next to the shoes. It was probably a foot basin.

Feng Qingxue handed the enamel pot to Ding Aihong, and opened the small cabinet below to take out the iron thermos.

There were more than a dozen pairs of Liberation shoes, leather shoes, military boots, cloth shoes, for adults and children, single shoes and cotton shoes. Every pair was cleaned and neatly arranged. Eighty percent of them were old. Although the leather shoes from Badaling and Lantang were polished to a shine, everyone could tell at a glance that they were old shoes and had been worn for at least two or three years.

Another enamel basin was placed on top of the box. In the basin were two or three bottles of Yashuang lotion, clam oil, and an enamel pot with two toothbrushes and a tube of toothpaste stuck upside down. These were not new either.

"My kid is very naughty, so I dare not leave the kettle outside for fear that he might knock it over and burn himself. So I usually have to lock it in the cabinet." Feng Qingxue explained with a smile while pouring water, and deliberately let the other party see clearly that in the small cabinet, besides the two thermos, there were only two half-new military kettles.

There were many guests at home and there were not enough enamel pots, so Feng Qingxue took out all the bowls and used them as tea bowls.

Cui Shaoyuan took a bowl of brewed butter tea and asked, "How is your life after joining the army?"

"It's pretty good." Feng Qingxue smiled, "I don't have to worry about food, clothing, and shelter. The army cafeteria usually provides full meals, and there are food subsidies from my hometown. My child's father and I have enough salary to support the whole family and have some left over."

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(End of this chapter)