Chapter 250 The Life of Aunt Wen in the Modern Era (22)



Tang Baozhu looked around and, finding nothing else to pack, locked the door and got into the car with Feng Yi.

A key to the house has already been given to the renter, so there's no need to worry about them not being able to get in.

I said goodbye to my neighbors, got in my car, and left. Actually, these neighbors are all nice on the surface, but if you ever fall on hard times and become poor, they will start to ridicule you.

Just like when Tang Baozhu first returned, as soon as the old landlord died, they thought that their lives would be very miserable from now on, and their eyes were filled with strangeness.

So after I came back, I didn't have any special interactions with them. I only treated them to some wedding candy when I got married, and that was it.

I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to see you again, so there's no need to worry about it too much.

When Feng Yi got on the bus, he placed a thin cotton blanket on Tang Baozhu's seat. Although the weather was a bit hot, he didn't refuse because of the road conditions and for the sake of his little bottom.

Tang Baozhu sat in the car and waited for it to move away. She looked at the scene in the car mirror and slowly backed away. She didn't feel any nostalgia. She hadn't lived here for many days and didn't have any feelings for it.

The original owner grew up in this place, which is why there was some attachment. However, now that she has gone to the army with Feng Yi, she has not shown any reluctance. It seems that the original owner's obsession has indeed left her.

Tang Baozhu finally felt relieved; from now on, this body would belong to her forever.

Thinking that in less than two years, the requirement for a letter of introduction to go anywhere will be implemented, and it won't be as convenient to come to the city next time, but she is a rather homebody, so even if she is in the army every day, it doesn't seem to matter.

Even if you feel lonely after being in the military for a long time, it's okay. You can have a baby then, and if you're taking care of the baby every day, you might not have time to feel lonely.

Or I could try to make friends with the families in the residential area, but I don't know what kind of people they are, or how easy they are to approach.

The truck carrying Feng Yi and Tang Baozhu headed towards the military base. The road was particularly difficult to travel on, with frequent ups and downs. If Feng Yi hadn't placed a thin blanket under the seat beforehand, his buttocks wouldn't be numb like they are now; they would have been jolted to pieces.

Tang Baozhu was quite worried about the things being hauled in the back of the truck. They had brought almost all their belongings, and supplies were scarce. It wasn't easy to buy everything they wanted, and she felt heartbroken at the loss of even a little bit.

Feng Yi probably sensed his wife's worry and comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, everything behind the booth is tied up with straw ropes, very securely. Don't worry about it getting damaged. The road ahead is difficult, so just take care of yourself. I'll keep an eye on what's behind us."

Fortunately, the truck could seat three people in the front, including the driver; otherwise, they would have had to squeeze into the back. Since they weren't very familiar with the driver, Feng Yi occasionally struck up a conversation with him. The driver wasn't a very talkative person, but he would answer questions if asked. Tang Baozhu was interested in his travels because the driver had been to many places, and although the places were now dilapidated, it still gave them a unique charm.

However, in just a few decades, skyscrapers will soon be everywhere. The last time I came to the 20th century, I stayed in the countryside for a few years. After getting into university, I went straight back to Beijing to study. After graduation, I stayed in Beijing to be a landlady. My biggest regret is that I didn't get to travel around.

Unfortunately, the current era is much earlier. Last time it was at least the 1970s, but this time it's directly the 1950s. Although there are no restrictions on traveling around for the time being, restrictions will be imposed in less than two years.

Thinking that the next time I could travel would have to wait until Feng Yi retired, and that it would be like my previous life when I directly became a general, that would be a dream come true.

Given his level, even traveling abroad is restricted, so he can only travel around the country.

So at this moment, the outside world was quite novel to the driver, even though the houses and such were no different from those in the city.

At noon, everyone stopped to rest for a while and ate some dry food.

Tang Baozhu's dry rations were all made by Feng Yi very early in the morning, including pancakes and sauces. The sauces he made tasted quite good with the pancakes.

I made quite a lot, probably including the driver's portion as well. Even the driver praised the cooking skills after eating it.

The driver praised Tang Baozhu, assuming that the woman was the one who cooked at home, but he was surprised to find that it was actually the serious-looking, cold-faced man next to him who did the cooking.

Feng Yi echoed the driver's words, saying that his wife's cooking skills were indeed quite good, and directly pinned the blame on Tang Baozhu.

Tang Baozhu simply pretended not to hear. Could she possibly refute Feng Yi? Wouldn't that make him lose face?

However, her cooking skills are not bad either; she just doesn't like to cook.

In Feng Yi's mind, his daughter was not good at cooking. After all, she had been living in the inner quarters for so many years. He thought that even if she was not favored, he would not expect her to cook. After all, those servants were not paid for for nothing. So he never thought that his wife could cook.

At this moment, Feng Yi was still thinking that after work in the evening, he would go to buy groceries, clean them, get up a little earlier in the morning to make breakfast, and then prepare the food for lunch and vegetables, and cook them when he got off work at noon.

I thought everything through, but I never considered whether my wife could cook.

Tang Baozhu certainly couldn't reveal her identity directly. Thinking that after arriving at the army, she slowly expressed that she would start learning to cook, but she would speed up the process and act as if she were a genius, making her cooking better and better in a few days.

I always felt that this method wasn't very effective. After all, Feng Yi wasn't stupid. Every soldier in the army was practically a scout. They were quick-witted and had sharp eyes. If their performance wasn't up to par, they would start to wonder if they were an undercover agent who had infiltrated from somewhere.

Tang Baozhu found it amusing. Although her soul had indeed been separated from her body, her physical body remained the same. It seemed she would have to keep her disguise a secret from now on, lest her husband discover it.

If he had even the slightest suspicion, he would instantly channel Sherlock Holmes, and might even think that he had killed his little girl.

Well, the girl wasn't a particularly diligent person to begin with, so Tang Baozhu decided that she would just live her life according to that persona from now on.

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