Chapter 70 69. Tea in the Tea
When the sun rose, behind the tree house, a house with a compacted foundation and quickly built with quick-drying materials was already firmly located there.
It has the same layout as a tree house, with a roof of light grey tiles that reflects a faint glow under the sunlight.
It is said that this reflective material is easiest to see when the grass and trees are lush, and it has become the standard for people to dress or build houses today.
There is a long corridor at the entrance, connecting the thatched hut and the toilet. The toilet is also newly built, and the septic tank is square and made of new materials, so you no longer have to step on a simple earth pit every time to go to the toilet.
Huaiyu woke up from his daze, and his fingers accidentally grabbed a handful of silk cotton with a special touch.
She took a moment to remember what happened yesterday, and then looked towards the head of the bed again.
There was only an empty vase, no roses, and no ice sculptures.
The chicks seemed to be doing well in the warm haystack. At this moment, I could hear them chirping, probably because they were hungry.
However, before Huaiyu could get up to feed them, he heard Zhou Qian ask outside the door:
"Huaiyu, are you awake?"
He looked at Huaiyu who had opened the door curtain, and his expression relaxed at this moment: "Would you like to see your new house?"
There was a hint of fatigue in his eyes, but he also had a strong sense of accomplishment: "I brought all the things you wanted yesterday, go and take a look."
Huaiyu then smiled, and then said to Zhou Qian: "Brother, I don't blame you, don't feel guilty."
As a defense force, if you receive an order from someone higher in rank than yourself, it would be a problem if you don't execute it.
Moreover, no matter what, Zhou Qian had been trying hard to help him from the beginning to the end, and having his family destroyed was not what he wanted, so Huai Yu told him the truth.
"I was just too sad yesterday and wanted everyone to be sad with me, so I didn't say it out loud."
Zhou Qian paused, then laughed again: "I know."
"You don't act like a spoiled child when you're angry... You little girl, you're quite good at saying soft words when you're trying to please people at first."
"But it doesn't have to be like this."
"You have been living your life steadily. Whether you act like a spoiled child or say nice things, or you want others to feel sad with you because you are too sad, this is all human instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm."
"Xiao Yu, I know that your life must have been very difficult in the past, which is why you are so cautious in everything you do. Even when you speak, you habitually show weakness and seem to rely on others..."
The morning light was spreading inch by inch, and everything in front was covered with a layer of bright and hazy golden light.
And in this morning light, Zhou Qian seemed more like he was shrouded in a hazy light golden mist. Even his voice was as gentle as morning dew, without any lethality.
But when the words penetrate the core, they are as cold as morning dew.
"If you want to call me Captain Zhou, just call me Captain Zhou. If you want to call me brother, just call me brother. No matter what you call me, I know you are working hard."
"So, call me whatever you want. Don't apologize, and don't feel burdened."
He smiled casually, unaware that Huaiyu had lost her memory.
Huaiyu couldn't fully understand it either.
But she clearly sensed the kindness in it.
And... myself [life was very hard in the past, now I am used to speaking nice and soft words]...
is that so?
When you want to achieve your goal, you will call them brother, sister, uncle, and aunt in a soft voice, but when you are angry, you will call them coldly.
Is this her instinct? She was filled with doubts, but she clearly felt that she was in the mindset of "It's not my fault, it's all my fault"! Now she was even more distressed.
Because before she lost her memory, her character changed from a young lady with 200 male servants to a strong peasant woman who knew how to farm. Now...
She couldn't be a strong peasant woman who was fickle and could do whatever she wanted, could she? It was impossible that she wasn't strong, after all, she could do so many kinds of farm work.
The past troubles were so tangled that she simply put them behind her and snorted, "I can scream whatever I want."
“Right!” Zhou Qian laughed instead: “You’re just a little girl. You have relatives in the city who love you, so you should be bolder. Come, take a look at your new home!”
The new house has snow-white walls, an ochre-red door, and a big lock that looks very sturdy.
Zhou Qian handed over the keys: "There are only three of them. You must keep them safe. Otherwise, if you forget the keys, it will be very difficult to break the lock."
Huaiyu, however, looked conflicted and not very happy.
“This house is like a dream…”
She muttered, "Looking at it is like looking into a stranger's house."
Zhou Qian patted her shoulder and said, "Of course, it's different from something I built brick by brick with my own hands. But we have to look forward."
"General Lin is such a gentle person, he should also hope that your life will get better and better."
"If there aren't enough people to help build the house, it will be hard to build it even in ten years if you rely on yourself."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"And we used a lot of good materials this time. Even though it was built overnight, it's all based on our experience accumulated during the war, so it's very stable. It's not afraid of strong winds and heavy rains, and it won't be so humid."
He gently pushed Huaiyu's back: "Look at your room."
The smooth key easily opened the alloy lock.
Pushing open the door, the morning sunlight shone in. Whether it was the exceptionally smooth new cement floor, the white walls, or the tightly paved roof, Huai Yu could not help but feel shocked.
If this wasn't a new house built by Wu Yue, she would definitely like it very much.
But now, just thinking about that name makes me feel unlucky.
Compared with the previous tree house which was only about ten square meters, the house seems particularly spacious.
There is a row of metal cabinets against the wall, and several storage boxes are neatly stacked on the upper bunk.
The lower bunk was covered with a mattress and a neatly folded new quilt.
Although the color is a unified dark tone, it is much more pleasing to the eye than her previous fluorescent pink pillow, fluorescent purple quilt cover, and black and blue floral quilt.
There is even a chimney in the corner connected to the stove!
Perhaps considering that cooking is too hot in the summer, there is even a neatly set up double stove in the straw shed outside.
Nowadays, the family has all the necessary stoves, iron pots and cooking utensils, and the family property can be said to be very abundant.
Next to the door were two buckets for daily use. Next to it was a rather old-fashioned washbasin stand with a round mirror on top and an enamel basin stand underneath with a towel on top...
All of this is so full of life.
“That’s my opinion.”
Zhou Qian smiled and asked her, "These are all new. You should be satisfied, right? The washbasin stand was not originally on the list. I bought it from the warehouse outside."
"I heard it's an antique from about 100 years ago, which is quite suitable."
"Do you like it?"
Update 1, here it comes! Overhead, overhead! Many people born in the 80s and 90s should still remember the washbasin rack, right? A towel is placed on the top, and a mirror is in the middle. The washbasin is placed on the top, and the footbath is placed diagonally at the bottom.
I'll add a picture when I finish writing.
(End of this chapter)