Behind the family building that Fang Liqiu arranged for Ye Yuanzhang to live in was a row of old houses built during the Republic of China period. The houses were almost thirty years old, but correspondingly, the rent was cheap, only three yuan a month.
Ye Yuanzhang walked to the door, took out the key and unlocked it. As soon as he pushed the door open, a stale smell hit him. The furnishings in the room were also simple and plain, revealing the traces of time everywhere.
Opposite the door stood a square table and a few chairs with missing arms and legs. A little further in, against the wall, stood a wooden bed with one leg missing. The missing leg was supported by a brick. Ye Yuanzhang shook it gently with his hand, but the bed didn't move at all. It was very sturdy and could be used as a sleeping bed.
Yun Qiao walked to the window, opened the rusty latch, pushed open the window, and sunlight poured into the room, illuminating the dust floating in the air.
Yun Qiao rubbed the windowsill with his fingers and said, "This house looks shabby, but it's not too dirty inside. We can just clean it up and live in it."
Ye Yuanzhang nodded: "Yes, Director Fang must have had it cleaned up in advance."
"It's just that there's no kang in the house," he said. "If we don't light the stove, it'll be too cold to sleep at night."
Ye Yuanzhang said, "Let's live here temporarily. I'll ask the neighbors if there's anyone nearby who knows how to make a kang, and then we can find someone to do it for us."
This is not a big problem, you can find a way to solve it yourself.
Ye Yuanzhang did not have high requirements for housing conditions; he only wanted a roof over his head to shelter him from the wind and rain.
"Let's do this first." Qiu nodded, and several people began to clean up the house.
The couple didn't have much stuff, and with the help of Qin Zheng and He Tingjun, the four or five of them worked together and packed up quickly. By noon, they had tidied up the shabby little house and looked presentable.
When they first moved into his house, there was nothing to eat at home, so Ye Yuanzhang suggested eating at a state-owned restaurant.
On the way here, he drove past the state-owned restaurant and saw that it was open.
The group arrived at the state-owned hotel.
It was dinner time, but because it was the second day of the Lunar New Year, there were not many customers in the state-owned restaurant, only two or three tables.
Ye Yuanzhang found a seat by the window and sat down. He picked a few meat dishes from the restaurant's supply and had a bowl of rice for each person.
While waiting for the food to be served, we started chatting.
"Xiao Qin, Tingjun, thank you so much this time. If it weren't for your help, we wouldn't know when we would have been able to move here just by the two of us."
"Uncle Ye, you're too polite. It's just something I do. Besides, you're Yun Qiao's uncle, which means you're my uncle. We're relatives, so helping is my duty."
As they talked, the dishes were already on the table. After running around and cleaning the house, everyone was already starving, but now they ate with relish.
After dinner, the group went to the cannery's family compound and finished cleaning up the remaining work in the house.
I started talking to my next-door neighbor, an old lady in her fifties.
The other party also gave Yunqing and Kangning a piece of scorched leaf each to eat. In return, Qiu Qiu served the other party a plate of carrot meatballs that he had fried before the New Year. As a result, their relationship instantly became closer.
Seeing that his aunt got along well with the neighbors, Yun Qiao felt a lot more relieved.
Ye Yuanzhang successfully joined the cannery, although he was only a temporary non-staff employee with a monthly salary of only 18 yuan, but considering his rightist status, this was the result of Director Fang's efforts to change his situation.
Ye Yuanzhang is very content and full of energy.
Compared to Yan, Qin Zheng was a little satisfied.
Because he learned from Cui Jing that Yan Jingwan was not interested in him and had no intention of continuing to contact him.
Qin Zheng was thirty-two years old when he fell in love with a woman at first sight for the first time. He didn't want to give up so easily, so he asked Cui Jing to help him again. He wanted to talk to Yan Jingwan face to face.
Cui Jing, for some reason, also wanted to facilitate this marriage, so she agreed to Qin Zheng's request and promised to find Yan Jingwan to mediate.
Unexpectedly, the situation remained the same after the second attempt. Yan Jingwan did not agree to meet Qin Zheng.
Qin Zheng fell asleep.
I tossed and turned at night, and even got up to do a set of boxing. The lights in the room were on for half the night, and I didn't feel sleepy until it was almost dark.
The next day I woke up late, which was unusual.
Yun Qiao finished breakfast and stared at the still-closed door of Qin Zheng's room, his face full of curiosity. When he looked at Feng Juan, his expression was as if he had discovered the mainland. "What's wrong with my brother? Did the sun rise from the west? Why hasn't he gotten up yet so late?"
"I guess your brother won't get up until noon today." Feng Juan said as she cleared the table, "Last night, when I got up to go to the bathroom, I saw the light in his room still on several times."
"What happened? He's acting so abnormally today." Aunt Feng felt strange.
"What else could it be? Something about love." Feng Juan said, "She's been acting strangely since yesterday afternoon. I guess she's been frustrated and is currently feeling overwhelmed by love."
"Is it because of Sister Jing Wan?" Yun Qiao finally realized the problem as if waking from a dream. "But I feel like Sister Jing Wan likes my brother very much. She even gave us tickets to the troupe's performance on New Year's Eve."
Including when they were having dinner at Commander Liang's house before, Yun Qiao could also feel that Yan Jingwan's eyes when she looked at her brother were not clear at all, and it did not seem like she had no feelings for her brother at all.
It just so happened that her brother was also interested in Yan Jingwan.
Yun Qiao thought that her brother had been single for 32 years, and it was not easy for him to finally meet a girl he liked, so he said a few nice words to try to bring them together. Otherwise, she would not have meddled in other people's business and got involved in such a thankless task.
Feng Juan said, "Giving the tickets isn't a big deal. After all, these tickets were given to you by Comrade Yan, not to your brother. Besides, your brother wasn't home on New Year's Eve, so he didn't go to the show. Maybe they gave you the tickets because they knew your brother wasn't home."
What Feng Juan said makes sense.
Yun Qiao sighed, and said worriedly, "What should I do? My brother finally has a girl he's attracted to. If he misses this one, who knows where the next one will be."
"Yes, your brother is already 32 this year. If he misses this opportunity and doesn't meet someone he likes again, what will he do?" Feng Juan was also worried: "Your father only has Qin Zheng as a son. If he can't get married, your father will be worried to death."
The two women looked at each other and sighed in unison.
"well."
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