The next day, the two kilograms of wedding candy were distributed to people Zhou Yian and Song Songbai knew.
News spread quickly in the countryside, and everyone in Gejiazhuang soon knew that the two educated youth who had just arrived in the countryside had gotten married.
The two of them began to decorate their new house.
I chose a fairly large room, mainly near the kitchen.
Now both rooms are a bit far from the kitchen. It’s okay in the summer, but it’s too cold to eat in the winter.
I chose one that is close to the kitchen and is just a few steps away.
Zhou Yian knew that there would definitely be more educated youth in the future, and they would most likely live here, so he chose the room behind the lobby and left the house on the left side of the lobby for them.
I hope that I can keep my distance from other educated youth in the future.
It was another tough cleaning time, and it was much bigger than their small house.
In the morning, the two of them worked together to clean the room, except for the surface which was basically covered with dust.
The kang stove also needs to be cleaned, mainly to see if there is any blockage inside the kang and whether the flue is unobstructed, said Song Songbai.
Zhou Yian is a pure southerner and doesn't know much about kangs. His original owner also used a coal stove in Beijing.
I could only follow instructions and watch Song Songbai check the kang, which made him look dusty and dirty.
Because this was the house they would live in in the future, Zhou Yian generously took out the newspapers he bought at the scrap yard.
She had a good idea at first and wanted to stick it to the wall, but every time her mind was good, her actions were always poor.
Fortunately, it can be used. If you stick the newspaper well, it still looks very beautiful.
To stick the newspaper on, you need paste. Zhou Yian, who knows how to do it, volunteered to do it. He took some flour and added boiling water to mix it, stirring it in one direction until it becomes a paste.
It is very simple, and it is the method used to post couplets in the past.
I took the brush that appeared in the space at some point and started applying glue to the wall.
Carefully.
After the wall was pasted, it looked better than the original one.
Zhou Yian felt a sense of accomplishment after helping to complete all these things. She was no longer the Zhou Yian who used to cry after doing a little work.
She has become a brand new Zhou Yian and can do more work!
It’s true that labor can train people.
In the next few days, Song Songbai worked at home, and Zhou Yian was like a little hamster, slowly trying to find a way to fill the house.
The two stoves I bought last time were supposed to be used in my room, but I haven’t used them yet, so I moved them to the big room.
As for some large furniture, she relied on Uncle Li from the village. Uncle Li had good craftsmanship and the tables she bought all looked good.
Last time, they bought boxes to be placed at the end of the kang. This time, Zhou Yian booked a large wardrobe with strong storage capacity. He also bought a tripod specifically for placing pots. He didn’t buy any last time, so he just placed the pots randomly.
After picking and choosing, he bought some more and Song Songbai paid for them.
Zhou Yian's stupid brain finally remembered the matter of the private money and returned home.
Song Songbai was blocked in his room and forced to the bed.
"How much money do you have left?" Zhou Yian asked him with wide eyes.
Song Songbai was stunned, "Not much left."
"Hmph, you are not honest. What do you want to do by hiding the private money?" Zhou Yian put his hands on his hips, trying to overwhelm him with his momentum.
"We're already married, so give me all the money." Zhou Yian thought it was quite interesting.
Song Songbai also felt it was very interesting. He started to search his pockets, but he didn't have much money.
He was given a pile of banknotes, and in another pocket there were also coupons for Fang Lai's donation.
Zhou Yian took it immediately, took a quick look at what was on the ticket, and then concentrated on counting the money.
It’s so wonderful, even happier than getting a passbook.
There are a total of 187.54 yuan left.
Zhou Yian was very satisfied with the amount. The only drawback was that Song Songbai paid the money too quickly, so there was no pleasure in the battle of wits and courage.
He took out thirty-seven yuan, fifty-four cents seriously and put it back into Song Songbai's hand.
After thinking about it, he felt that it was too much, so he took out another thirty yuan, leaving only a small change, and said, "Here, your living expenses for this month. You don't have to pay for things when you go out in the future."
What do married men pay for?
Song Songbai was also stunned as he watched her operations. He smiled and said, "Okay, I got it."
"By the way, how much did the radio you and Ge Qiuze collaborated on cost?" Song Songbai told her about the situation that day, but he didn't seem to mention the price.
"Fifteen." Song Songbai thought about it and decided not to lie. This lie would be too easy to be exposed.
"Okay, I understand." Zhou Yian nodded seriously, "From now on, you must report anything that happens. Got it?"
"knew."
So good! Zhou Yian felt itchy and stood on tiptoe to kiss him. This time Song Songbai learned his lesson and lowered his head to respond to her and kissed her.
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