Whatever Lu Miao took was either a jar or a bowl.
They are all fancy whistles, and it is obvious that they are not the ones used by ordinary people at home.
Not only did the person in charge of the scrap yard glance at her several times, even Fu Jingyou became alert.
Fu Jingyou was one of the people who was knocked down before, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.
But Lu Miao winked at him, and he swallowed his words and calmly cooperated:
"It's all right. Let's see the price first. If it's more expensive than the pickle jar, then I won't buy it. The porcelain pieces look thinner and don't seem very sturdy."
The young couple cooperated with each other and turned their attention to the caretaker who was warming himself by the fire.
Fu Jingyou moved his elbow and pushed Lu Miao behind him, pointing at the things Lu Miao had counted on the ground and asked:
"Comrade, how much do these cost?"
The man walked over, glanced at the miscellaneous tools in Fu Jingyou's hands, and didn't rush to respond about the price.
"You guys look unfamiliar. Do you live in this area?"
Fu Jingyou nodded gently:
"The house is still under renovation, and we'll be moving in in a few days. So, I'm missing a lot of things, so I came here to look around and see if there's anything I can use."
It's a bad year. Even though it's a big capital city, there are many families suffering inside and outside the city.
It is almost normal to come to the scrap yard to pick out usable things. It is not shameful and is very normal.
Especially in the north, there are few mountains and forests, and everything is public property.
Many families who have no wood to buy furniture for their wedding will first go to the scrap yard to look for some.
If you find something good, take it back and fix it yourself. If conditions permit, ask a carpenter to plane it for you.
The male comrade in charge nodded and was about to say something when suddenly a female voice came:
"Sister-in-law Xiao Fu!"
Lu Miao turned his head and saw Mei Zi running towards him from the corner of the street, covered in dust.
"Sister-in-law Xiao Fu, have you moved here? I haven't seen you here these days."
"Meizi, are these two new residents of the alley?"
The male comrade in charge asked Mei Zi.
Mei Zi nodded and said truthfully:
"Brother Zhuzi, it's the one at the intersection of Qingta Hutong."
Liu Xiaozhu gave a polite laugh and immediately let him go:
"So it's a neighbor. I thought it was some swindler who got wind of it... Give me a few cents for this bowl and this broken jar!"
"The things here are not valuable, just a token of your appreciation will do."
Lu Miao took out some money and stuffed two cents into Fu Jingyou's pocket.
Fu Jingyou took a look at it when he handed it over and said:
"Can I get some more wood or boards? I'm still short of fixing the window frames at home."
"Okay, take whatever you want. I usually use it as firewood here."
Liu Xiaozhu spoke casually, and Lu Miao couldn't help but think of the smashed step-out bed inside.
It's such a waste of resources!
Such a good bed, a true national treasure, was smashed to pieces...
This era is really...
Why!
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Returning with a full load of things, Lu Miao glanced at Mei Zi's basket and the coal on the way.
Mei Zi was the biggest contributor to the fact that he was easily released this time.
Lu Miao's affection for Mei Zi deepened, and he also wanted to get to know her better.
"Have you just come back from buying coal?"
Mei Zi shook her head, her eyes frank and her smile shy:
"I went to the railway and found these by the tracks. They're free."
Afraid that Lu Miao didn't understand, Mei Zi explained:
"The locomotives burn coal, and sometimes there are coal-carrying trains passing through this area. From time to time, there will be fallen coal... Usually the children go to pick it up. When I have nothing to do, I will go along."
Lu Miao nodded in understanding.
The weather was not hot yet, and most people on the street were wearing cotton coats. Mei Zi was still wearing a thin jacket, but she still made a lot of pudding.
It's enough to see how difficult her life is.
"We're almost done packing and will be moving in in a few days. You're welcome to come and visit us then."
Mei Zi nodded, tangling her hands together as she carried the basket, feeling a little embarrassed.
After hesitating for a long time, Mei Zi mustered up the courage to say:
"Sister-in-law Xiao Fu, I can do any job. I can learn even if I don't know how to do it. If you need any work in the future, you can call me."
"I, I don't want money. If there's food at home and you think it's worth it, just give me a bite..."
After Mei Zi finished speaking, she stared nervously at the young couple in front of her.
Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou looked at each other, and finally, Lu Miao was the first to react.
"Okay, I understand."
Lu Miao had a gentle smile on his face.
Meizi also laughed and ran out a few steps with the basket:
"Then, I'll go back first, Sister-in-law Xiao Fu. Call me later!"
Lu Miao nodded.
After watching Mei Zi run around the corner, Lu Miao asked Fu Jingyou:
"Did she come to the house the other day?"
"I came here and stayed in the courtyard for a while. When I saw you were not there, I left."
Lu Miao nodded his chin thoughtfully.
Back in the yard, Fu Jingyou measured the size of the window, re-installed the wooden window bars, nailed new sliding windows, and installed the glass.
The house is in the shape of a U-shaped Chinese character "竅", with two rooms in the yard, one is a utility room and the other is a kitchen.
The things in the utility room were cleared out, and a kang was laid inside to make it a separate bedroom.
It would be fine if there are guests staying overnight, and it would also be fine if Lu Yuanzheng is willing to come.
The relationship between Lu Yuanzheng and Tang Mei is too delicate, so Lu Miao is not in a position to arrange for them to live in the same room.
There's nothing much to say about the kitchen. The stove was demolished and a new one was built.
There were originally several partitions in the main house, but after demolishing a few walls, there are only four rooms left.
There is a hall as soon as you enter the door, and rooms on both sides.
The room on the right is slightly smaller, about 25 square meters, because there is a small room at the back.
Lu Miao temporarily planned to use that small room as a storage room.
When the children grow up, they can clean it up and make it into a room.
Put up bunk beds so the brother and sister can live here for a few more years. When they grow up a little bit, we can talk about it later.
It's impossible to live in this small courtyard forever...
As for the room on the left, it was naturally where she and Fu Jingyou lived.
This is the overall pattern.
The house area occupies a small half of the total area. The rest of the area, except for the well on the right side of the courtyard gate, is empty.
There used to be a persimmon tree planted in the corner of the wall next to the well.
The bottom of the tree was badly damaged by insects and it looked like it would not survive for more than two years, so Fu Jingyou dug it up.
After thinking about it, I decided to see if I could get some other saplings to plant.
The yard was just weeded, so the ground is not very smooth. I don't have much free time right now, so this is all I can do for now.
Once things stabilize, we will clean up everything together.
There is a large open space in the yard. Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou are planning to wait until the weather gets warmer, then loosen the soil a little and plant some vegetables.
In the north, it’s hard to keep green in winter, but it’s still possible to grow some vegetables in other seasons.
Lu Miao swept the room several times and spread the quilt he brought on the kang.
During this period, Fu Jingyou used the remaining small pieces of wood to put together a small stool, dismantled several doors in the yard, and planed them twice with a wood planer to reveal the new material inside.
He went to the market, bought a small can of paint, and painted the doors and windows. (End of this chapter)
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