Seeing the two figures, Cui Xuezhi was obviously stunned. She quickly came to her senses and then saw He Tingjun holding the key in his hand. She immediately understood and murmured, "What a narrow road for enemies to meet."
Thinking of this, Cui Xuezhi didn't know where the nameless anger came from, burning her whole body.
She gave the two of them a cold look and even deliberately bumped into Yun Qiao's shoulder when passing by them.
She used a lot of force, hurting the enemy by a thousand while hurting herself by eight thousand. Both of their shoulders were hurt badly.
Although Yun Qiao has a gentle personality and rarely conflicts with others, she is not the kind of soft-hearted person who swallows her anger when she is upset. If Cui Xuezhi provokes her, she will just kick her.
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
Yun Qiao moved quickly, and before Cui Xuezhi could react, she tripped. Her hand slipped, and the basket fell to the ground, nearly falling flat on her face. Only by bracing herself against the back wall of the row of houses in front of her did she escape such an awkward situation.
Cui Xuezhi's palms were scratched by the rough red bricks, and she glared at him angrily: "You!"
"What do you mean by 'you'?" Yun Qiao glared at him without fear: "Why didn't you say 'you' when you bumped into my shoulder?"
He Tingjun's tall figure stood in front of Yun Qiao, like a door god, his eyes cold and stern: "What do you want to do?"
Cui Xuezhi was speechless. She knew she was in the wrong. Seeing that He Tingjun was also protecting Yun Qiao, she didn't want to make trouble for herself, so she snorted coldly, picked up the vegetable basket on the ground, and walked away.
"Nervous." Yun Qiao was speechless. He turned around and asked He Tingjun, "Why didn't you tell me that Cui Xuezhi also lives here?"
"I didn't know. I attended the wedding in the small hall and didn't come to the bridal chamber. I didn't know they lived in this alley. Sorry, I was negligent."
He Tingjun held Yun Qiao's hand and said with some guilt, "How about I ask the logistics department to change the yard? Anyway, the renovation hasn't started yet, so we can change it."
Yun Qiao thought about it, and finally shook his head, "Forget it, changing it will make me look like I'm afraid of her."
Besides, this place is closer to her brother's house. Because of Cui Xuezhi, it is not worth moving to the far and noisy small square, or the even farther and more inconvenient West District.
What's more, Cui Xuezhi is not their direct neighbor.
Yun Qiao had just noticed that Cui Xuezhi had just walked in and was almost at the end of the alley. There were at least three houses between them and their home. This distance should not be a big deal, so it was okay.
"That's it."
Qin Zheng was away on a mission and hadn't returned home, but Yun Qiao had the key to his house, so he easily found the measuring tape in the tool box. Yun Qiao also went to his room to get some paper and pen.
Back at the bridal chamber, He Tingjun took the initiative to take the responsibility of measuring the dimensions. He measured while Yun Qiao took notes with a pen and paper, and soon they had the dimensions of the room. With the specific dimensions, Yun Qiao had a clear idea of how to arrange the furniture.
After taking the measurements, it was almost time for lunch. He Tingjun took his lunch box to the cafeteria to buy some food and brought it to the wedding house to eat. After getting their marriage certificate and becoming a legal couple, they came home to have their first meal.
The dining table was used by the previous owner of the house. It was painted red, but over time, the bright red paint faded to a dark red. There were also some scratches and burn marks on the tabletop.
Yun Qiao touched a blackened hole left by a cigarette butt and said to He Tingjun, "If you have time, sand off the paint on the table. It will look nice with a fresh coat of varnish in its natural wood color. It looks old and ugly now."
He Tingjun agreed: "Polishing is simple, I'll come over after get off work tonight."
After dinner, He Tingjun took the initiative to wash the lunch box, and Yun Qiao wiped the table with the rag on the windowsill.
Afterwards, the two discussed the details of the decoration and whether to buy the three-turn and one-ring model.
Yun Qiao felt that it was unnecessary.
She has a watch, He Tingjun has a bicycle, but she doesn't know how to use a sewing machine and has never thought about learning. It would be a waste to buy one.
There aren't many radio programs nowadays, and she doesn't really like listening to them, but it doesn't seem necessary to buy one.
He Tingjun thought she was worried about the money, so he quickly said, "My family sent me 1,500 yuan for my wedding, and 20 employment certificates. You don't have to worry about not having enough money or certificates."
"It's not a matter of money." Yun Qiao explained.
"My dad just gave me a watch. You already have a bicycle, so there's no need to buy a second one. It's not too late to buy one when you need it in the future. And don't buy a sewing machine either. I can't sew, so it would be a waste."
"As for the radio, do you want to buy one? If you want one, we can buy one too. It's not too expensive at just over a dollar. After all, it's a wedding, and it wouldn't be nice to not buy anything."
"Then buy a radio."
His mother, Ms. Shi Shan, sent him twenty national employment coupons from the southwest. He also saved more than a dozen of them. A radio would only use ten of them at most, so he had more than twenty left. Maybe he could find someone to buy a washing machine from Harbin?
He went to Beijing last month and heard that some families there already had washing machines at home.
Winters in the Great Northern Wilderness were brutally cold, and washing clothes in winter was a time-consuming, laborious, and grueling task. When he was home, he could have done this drudgery, but he was out on missions at least half the month, so Yun Qiao inevitably had to get his hands dirty. In those times, it would have been wonderful to have a washing machine at home, freeing his hands and protecting them from the cold.
I just had a question about home washing machines. On the one hand, they are expensive, and on the other hand, they are extremely difficult to buy.
Because I just asked, the manufacturer's shipment volume is small and the supply is insufficient to meet the demand. If you want to buy it, you have to queue up in advance and also have to find connections.
But He Tingjun was afraid that he would not be able to buy a washing machine in time and would miss the wedding day, so he did not tell Yun Qiao.
I thought it wouldn't be too late to tell her after I bought it, so I could save some money and make her happy.
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