Chapter 69 68. But I just don’t like it

Huaiyu stared at Zhou Qian intently. There was a long, thin blood scab on his face, which was particularly eye-catching.

At some point, her tears stopped falling, but the light in her eyes made Zhou Qian feel that she had nowhere to hide.

After a moment, Huaiyu asked softly, "Where are the fragments?"

"What?" Zhou Qian was stunned.

"I mean, the fragments of the ice sculpture that Lin Xuefeng gave me." She asked in a heavy voice.

Zhou Qian's cheeks turned red. At this moment, it was difficult for him to describe how miserable he felt. He began to feel vaguely resentful towards General Wu.

But, no matter what, the truth must be told:

"After the power of the ice and snow fragments was released, they could no longer maintain their original form... They probably... melted."

Huaiyu turned her head to look at her messy house. Because the bucket was also broken, she didn't notice any water marks in the house.

Looking back now, it seems as if the hard work I put into building the house was just a dream.

And the person who shared secrets with her on rainy nights, taught her about the world, and taught her how to stay away from danger, now has no trace left, as if it was just a dream.

She stood up, turned her head to wipe her embarrassed tears from her shoulder, and then let out a long breath: "Captain Zhou, are you coming here to help me build a house?"

Zhou Qian frowned, but soon he breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes! I will help you build a better one. I can provide everything you need. The funds will be reported to General Wu."

"I hate him." She looked up at Zhou Qian, her dark eyes filled with disgust. "I hate him. I don't want to hear his name again."

Then he lowered his head and said softly, "Captain, I'm sorry. I know it's not your fault."

“Thank you for helping me build the house.”

Zhou Qian stood there, sighed deeply, and was also speechless.

But after a brief silence, he raised his hand and said, "You can stay in the female soldiers' dormitory tonight. We have divided into two teams and will build you a better brick house."

Huaiyu shook his head: "It's not that cold now, and the tree house can be lived in. I also bought some chickens and they will stay at home at night."

Zhou Qian was speechless.

Even chicks could be bought - this kind of thing was only available in livestock farms, and even if he wanted to buy it, he would have to go through a lot of trouble and it would be very expensive.

He originally wanted to praise Huaiyu for his ability, but the house stood there in a shabby state, and he couldn't say the words no matter what.

In the end, he could only wave his hand and said, "Don't worry, we have surveyors who will find a more suitable place for you nearby."

The setting sun gradually disappeared behind the mountain, leaving only large patches of golden-orange clouds, while above the distant peaks a transitional color of blue and purple was lingering.

Huai Yu quietly used straw mats to create a warm area for the chicks in the house. Suddenly, he looked at the rose that was sitting peacefully in the vase.

One of the three bamboo baskets in the corner had been cut in half.

The other two were covered with wet towels and were still quietly growing bean sprouts...

Unconsciously, she quietly shed tears again, and then murmured: "The new house must be very good, but I just don't like it."

…

The sun had already set, and a large fire had been built on the open ground. Zhou Qian had arranged for someone to build a fire when he discovered Huai Yu was collecting wood ashes.

There were also exceptionally bright headlights illuminating the surroundings, attracting sporadic small insects to fly around. Those scarce resources, electricity or oil, seemed to have no cost tonight.

Huaiyu held a packet of nutrient solution in her mouth and saw Zhou Qian brought her another bowl of porridge: "Try it, this is our marching rations, it tastes good."

Huaiyu took it silently, and then looked at the defenders who were stacking bricks in the middle of the night under the illumination of the headlights: "Can you really help me build a house by yourselves?"

She seemed to have let it go. Now that she was asking, Zhou Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "It doesn't matter. Everyone is scrambling to do this job. After all... the pay is not low, and all the expenses are deducted from... there - he doesn't lack contribution points."

"That's good." Huaiyu tasted the rations and found that the rations in his hand tasted more like oil tea, fragrant, slightly salty, and with the aroma of butter...

"It's delicious." She commented objectively. After all, the pollution value was probably not too high - around 15.

It can't be compared to what she usually eats, but it should be considered pretty good.

"As long as it tastes good!" Zhou Qian took out a notebook and happily wrote down: "I'll get you ten different flavors."

Then he asked, "Your camp bed may be a little light to sleep on. Although it is not broken, it is not very comfortable. I will take this opportunity to get you a bunk bed!"

"The kind we use in the dormitory, 1m2 wide, very sturdy. You don't need the upper bunk, you can put things there - I'll give you two more sets of dormitory-specific cabinets, so you can hang clothes and stuff."

He wrote quickly, and soon wrote down a long list of things in the notebook:

"You girls don't like sleeping on hard beds, do you? I'll request two more mattresses for you."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"I'll get you another solar lantern."

"I'll get you a complete set of kitchen utensils... Do you have a basket? Never mind, just remember this!"

"And clothes... We don't have regular styles of clothes, but it's okay. I'll give you 1,000 points as compensation in the end. You can buy them yourself."

He looked at Huaiyu, and the heavy burden finally disappeared. He comforted her, "The new house is built on the original foundation of the Rose Mansion. It's not big, only 30 square meters. On one side is a shed for storing firewood, and it is also a corridor that follows your previous layout to shelter from the rain, leading all the way to the toilet."

"I'll build you a toilet, modeled after the old rural dry toilets. It will be more convenient if it's made of cement."

"In the future, if we have the conditions to get electricity here, you can also install a water tower and even flush toilets."

"The house may need to be aired for a few more days. The wall is built with quick-drying materials, and a simple film will be sprayed on the entire wall... After drying it in the sun in the next two days, you can move in."

He thought about it, the notebook was filled with notes, and he carefully reviewed his life living alone before handing the notebook over:

"See if there's anything else you want, and take this opportunity to ask for more."

"Although it's sad that the house was destroyed, we should always have the mentality to turn disaster into blessing."

He paused again at this point, because the protection in the ice sculpture left by Lin Xuefeng was actually more important than these material things.

but……

There is no way to copy this, so I can only ignore it at this moment.

Huaiyu carefully read the contents of the book, and then added one more thing: "Vase."

"I want three vases of different sizes, but very beautiful."

[That's all very good, but I just don't like it.] This is from Li Wenxiu in "White Horse Roars in the West Wind" which I read 20 years ago. After so many years, I still remember this sentence clearly.

Update 2, good night.

(End of this chapter)