Buling didn't care. If it weren't for being cautious, she would have put the things in her spatial storage long ago.
Thinking of the space and the food inside, Bu Lingcai suddenly remembered that she should have prepared a stove in the room she rented, so that it would be more convenient to eat alone in the future.
Otherwise, the old ladies in the courtyard would easily discover the flaw, since her grains were much better than those on the market.
Moreover, she should also practice her cooking skills, otherwise she won't be able to enjoy her meals to the fullest even when she sneaks a bite.
Carrying the fabric, they walked towards the courtyard house.
Inside the courtyard, Aunt Lan was washing clothes at the door. When she saw Bu Ling come in, she snorted heavily.
What's wrong?
She scoffed, "We're both experiencing life for the first time, why should we give way to her?"
After humming, he ignored Aunt Lan's unpleasant expression, picked up his things, and headed straight for his room.
Closing the door and looking at the drastically changed room, Buling felt completely relaxed; she finally had her own space.
At home, she dared not use the space too much, for fear of being discovered by Bu Yi, who was a soldier and whose insight was unparalleled.
She locked the door, placed the groceries on the table, and looked around the room.
In the northwest corner of the room, there was a double bed, and to the south of the bed, there was a solid wood wardrobe, which could also be used as a screen to at least provide some privacy. Next to it, there was a table placed by the window, with four stools stacked next to it.
It was still a bit empty. Buling thought to himself that one day he would buy a stove and put it by the door. It would be very useful for heating and boiling water in winter and cooking in summer.
There were also some odds and ends missing: towels, basins, washstands, bowls, chopsticks, spoons, iron pots, and cupboards. After thinking about it, she decided to go to the scrap metal recycling station tomorrow.
It wasn't that she was looking for a bargain; she had already spent a lot. If she kept buying like this, someone would definitely get envious. She wasn't afraid; she just preferred to avoid trouble. Besides, there was no need to use new things.
Go to the scrap yard and see if there are any old ones. It doesn't matter if they're broken; we can just have Buyi fix them when he gets back.
As for bedding, we'll just use the set we have at home for now, and then make another set to keep at home. As for curtains, that's easy too; she can cut a piece of fabric and sew them herself. She's not good at making clothes, but sewing simple curtains is no problem for her.
That evening, Buyi, who had returned from the provincial capital, pushed a silver-white women's bicycle into the courtyard, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Qian Xingyan, who had dealt with Bu Yi before, shamelessly approached and asked, "Comrade soldier, is that your bicycle?"
Buyi said frankly, "It's for my sister; she finds it convenient to use."
The girls in the compound felt even more envious and resentful. How could that ugly girl, Buling, have such a good brother? He's handsome, gentle, considerate, and dotes on his sister. It's just not fair.
Upon hearing the noise, Bu Ling opened the door and came out, where she saw Bu Yi pushing a bicycle and smiling at her.
Bling instantly knew what he had been doing that day. Her eyes were a little red, but they were full of happiness. It felt so good to be cherished.
Her journey through time and the gift of such a wonderful older brother made it all worthwhile.
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