Chapter 44



"Li, when I was discharged from the army, the army gave me a thousand yuan in retirement pay.

Then there were the savings and bonuses I had earned over the years, part of which I spent on the wedding banquet and the betrothal gifts. I gave Mom three hundred, and I had more than five hundred left.

The total is one thousand five hundred and seventy-two, and there are some tickets. They are all here. Take them.

When I make a salary in the future, I will give most of it to you and you will be in charge of the money.”

Jiang Li opened her mouth wide and tilted her head. "Are you really giving it to me?"

Qi Shaoqiang couldn't help but rubbed her head gently, "You are my wife now, the money is yours. We agreed on this before we got married."

Jiang Li accepted it without hesitation and looked at the numbers on the passbook with great satisfaction. She was now a wealthy woman again.

Jiang Li was immersed in joy, but Qi Shaoqiang looked at her quietly. The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. His Adam's apple moved and he swallowed a few drops of water.

As soon as Jiang Li raised her head, she fell into Qi Shaoqiang's extremely aggressive gaze. His eyes were deep and flashed with dangerous light.

Jiang Li was originally sitting on the edge of the bed, but when Qi Shaoqiang stretched out his long legs, the quilt beside her sank.

A surge of hot air hit her face, Qi Shaoqiang's arm was pressed against her waist. Jiang Li moved a little uncomfortably, but Qi Shaoqiang held her tighter.

"Li, take a shower and then go to bed."

Jiang Li swallowed the water, her face flushed, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, "Hmm."

"Li, Shaoqiang, the old lady and I are going over there," Chen Xianyun stood in the yard, and did not enter the room. He supported the old lady and walked towards the old house in the back.

The brick and tile house of the Qi family was built by Qi Shaoqiang after he joined the army, and he lived on the allowance sent back by his father.

The family originally lived in the old house, and the homestead was behind the Qi family's new house, just a few steps away. However, the old lady was old and used to living in the old house, so she was unwilling to move in.

Chen Xianyun was worried that the old lady was too old to live alone, and if something happened to her, she would be worried and live there too.

I cook in the new house. Either the old lady comes to eat by herself, or Chen Xianyun brings it to her.

"Why don't mom and grandma live at home?"

"I'm old now, and I can't argue with them. They say that it's cool and comfortable to live in a mud house in the summer."

Qi Shaoqiang was left speechless. Another thing was that he probably saw that they were newlyweds, so he deliberately avoided them to give them some space.

Qi Shaoqiang knew how much his mother wanted to hold her grandson.

There's no need to say this, so as not to put pressure on Jiang Li.

"I was in the army before, and it was useless to talk to them. Now that I'm home, I have to talk to them. The older they get, the more they act like children."

Jiang Li also nodded. "The old house is cool in the summer, but I'm afraid it will leak in the rain and be windy in the winter. It's uncomfortable for people to live in."

Qi Shaoqiang touched Jiang Li's hair, reluctant to let it go, "You're right, let me clean up the west room as soon as possible. This room has been empty for a long time, and it will fall apart quickly without people."

"By the way, when you go back to work, buy two batteries from the supply and marketing cooperative and bring them back.

I saw that the old lady really likes opera, so I bought a battery so that this radio can be used, and it can also help the old lady relieve her boredom. "

"As for the sewing machine, don't put it in our room. Put it in the main room. That way it will be convenient for Mom to make something when she is young."

Jiang Li made the arrangements in a gentle voice, and Qi Shaoqiang was so soft-hearted that he said, "These are all your betrothal gifts. My pears are so big!"

Jiang Lizun rolled her eyes at him and said, "Look at you, am I such a stingy person?

Good things should be used by everyone. I am not without ears. Just like the old lady listens to the radio, I also listen to it. "

As for the sewing machine, she felt a little guilty, as she didn't know how to sew clothes, and it would be a pity not to use it.

"I'll ask Mom to make you two pieces of fine cotton clothes. They're sweat-wicking and breathable, better than cotton."

Jiang Li had just that idea. She now bought all her clothes in department stores. They were fashionable and stylish, but they would be too conspicuous to wear in the countryside.

She was targeted by the men in the village, probably because she suddenly dressed too well.

Since you have arrived in a certain place, you should follow the local customs and not stand out too much.

"Okay, I don't know how to make clothes. I'm sorry to trouble you, Mom."

Qi Shaoqiang scratched her little face and said, "You are so filial to me. I love you so much. I'll go get some water for you to take a bath."

In the kitchen, Chen Xianyun had already boiled a large pot of hot water. Qi Shaoqiang prepared it and brought it to Jiang Li, and carefully put soap and a newly bought towel on it for her.

As for myself, I could just take a cold shower in the well in the house.

Body heat, not to mention now in the hot summer, even in the winter in the army, we have to take cold showers.

"Li, the bath water is ready for you. It's in the small room next to the kitchen.

The clean clothes are hung on the bamboo pole, and the dirty clothes are placed in the basin. I will wash them later."

Jiang Li responded and went into the bathroom. She was still a little uncomfortable because there was no bathtub or shower head, only three buckets of water and a gourd ladle.

She reached out to test the water temperature. It was lukewarm. The other two buckets contained cold water and hot water respectively. She should be able to check the water temperature by herself.

Using the newly bought soap, Jiang Li took a quick bath.

In the Jiang family, Old Lady Zhou kept a close eye on them and not allowed them to use firewood. The Jiang family also didn't have a well.

To fetch water, she had to go to the public well in the village. She didn't want the Jiang family to take advantage of her, so she only got enough for herself to wash each time. During those few days, she only used the water to wash her body.

With her damp black hair wrapped in a towel, Jiang Li was about to put on her clothes when her face suddenly felt hot.

She asked Xiaolan to help make small clothes, which were similar in style to modern underwear.

If Qi Shaoqiang saw this, would he be suspicious?

But there was nothing she could do, these were new clothes after all, and Jiang Li really didn't want to wear those underwear with holes in them anymore.

As soon as she walked out of the bathroom, Qi Shaoqiang took the wooden basin from her hand, and started to wash her hair with a little water. "Li, sit down and let your hair dry first. I'll finish washing it in a moment."

As night fell, the leaves of the fruit trees in the yard rustled in the wind, and Jiang Li sat on a bamboo chair.

Her long hair, still dripping with water, was draped over a chair. A basin of moxa was burning at her feet, but the mosquitoes didn't bite her.

With the palm-leaf fan swaying gently in her hand and the stars shining brightly above her head, and listening to the chirping of unknown insects, Jiang Li inexplicably developed a sense of security and leisure.

When Qi Shaoqiang hung up the clothes, he turned around and saw Jiang Li's eyes were closed, sleeping soundly.

Her fluffy black hair framed her pale face, her chest rose and fell, her breathing was steady, one of her shoes had fallen off, revealing her crystal clear toes, each of them was so cute.

Qi Shaoqiang quietly picked her up and placed her on the bamboo mat that he had just cleaned. Jiang Li's black hair spread out on the pillow. She mumbled something and fell into a deep sleep again.


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