"Live in a new house?"
Song Zhanjin was stunned and said, "But there is no furniture in the new house!"
Other furniture is fine, but there is no bed. How can we live here? We can't sleep on the floor, right?
Of course, he didn't mind sleeping on the floor. After all, he had been able to adapt to any harsh environment in the army. But how could a girl like Lin Wanjun live on the cold and hard ground?
Lin Wanjun smiled and said, "Uncle Qin said they gave us a bed as a housewarming gift!"
Song Zhanjin originally thought that Lin Wanjun was talking nonsense, but when he walked to the cattle pen and saw the people in the manure-collecting team busy doing carpentry work, he was stunned.
Is this bed newly made?
It was understandable that Wang Chuang knew carpentry, after all, his parents were both employees of the lumber mill, but Qin Sijun...
Seeing Qin Sijun skillfully using the plane and saw, not only Song Zhanjin was shocked, even Lin Wanjun was stunned.
"Uncle Qin, can you also do carpentry work?"
Lin Wanjun said in shock.
Qin Sijun was standing on a piece of paulownia wood board, using a planer to polish the surface of the wood until it was smooth.
As he worked, he smiled and said, "You may not know this, but I also come from a peasant family. My grandfather was a famous carpenter in the surrounding area!"
"My specialty is wood carving. Although I didn't inherit his craft, I do know a little bit!"
Qin Sijun's talking did not affect his work. After polishing one piece of wood, he moved on to another.
Song Zhanjin hurried forward to help with the work.
"Where did you get this wood?"
Qin Sijun smiled and said, "Of course I asked Principal Wei for it."
"If he wants you to help him solve his problem, he has to give you some benefits, right? If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it more grass. He's willing to give you a few pieces of paulownia wood!"
"The poop crew has taken the whole afternoon off, so today we have to make your beds no matter what!"
Wang Chuang gave a wicked smile.
"Zhan Jin, you have to work hard and make the bed sturdy. Hey, this thing is very useful!"
Wang Chuang emphasized the word "great use", and then the men burst into laughter, knowing what was going on.
Lin Wanjun was a little embarrassed, but she wasn't so pretentious as to cover her face and run away.
She couldn't help much, just passed tools or picked up nails or something.
Later, Song Mingcheng and Li Yuetang also came to help, and Dong Yingying naturally followed.
Dong Yingying recognized Qin Sijun and a hint of shock flashed in her eyes.
This person is still alive!
In her memory of her previous life, not long after being sent to the cadre school, Qin Sijun died of toxemia and renal failure caused by dysentery.
At that time, Li Yuetang was also tortured by dysentery and was on the verge of death. Even though he managed to survive later, his body was completely broken.
But now?
Qin Sijun, who should have been dead, was alive and well, and Li Yuetang, who should have been dying, also had a rosy complexion.
Everything was seriously different from Dong Yingying's memory.
No one bothered Dong Yingying, but no one paid any attention to her either, leaving her sitting there alone in a daze.
“Oh my, it’s too narrow!”
Measuring the width of the bed with his arm, Wang Chuang smiled evilly and shook his head.
"Wide it! It has to be widened! Otherwise it will affect the performance of the battle!"
What to play?
Everyone knew what it meant without asking. Lin Wanjun pretended not to hear and continued to help pass the nails.
While hammering the nails, Song Zhanjin secretly glanced at Lin Wanjun's pretty profile, feeling very itchy inside.
The thought of the future use of this bed made him more motivated and he worked faster.
After widening the bed board, everyone started to assemble the bed legs.
"Don't use paulownia wood for bed legs; it's too fragile!"
Qin Sijun pointed to the elm tree beside him and said, "Use elm, it's strong!"
"Yes, yes, elm wood is strong!"
Wang Chuang laughed heartily and said, "We have to make this bed really solid. Otherwise, if it collapses in the middle of the night, the couple will blame us for cutting corners and ruining their relationship!"
Lin Wanjun is a little difficult to deal with.
The big guys in the manure-collecting team are good in every way except that they are too talkative.
Well, luckily she is thick-skinned enough and has developed antibodies, so she is absolutely immune.
Wang Chuang saw Song Zhanjin and spoke with a smile.
"Hey, Zhan Jin, I heard that the piece of furniture that breaks most frequently in your military family compound is the bed. Is that true?"
Song Zhanjin couldn't help laughing out loud.
"It's true. There was a squad leader in our company whose wife came to visit the troops. That night, the bed collapsed. He was unlucky and a nail happened to scratch his buttocks, causing a huge pool of blood!"
Everyone laughed.
Wang Chuang sighed and said regretfully, "Then his wife must have come here for nothing."
"It was worth the trip!"
Song Zhanjin said, "The squad leader was physically disabled but mentally strong. He went to the battlefield despite being wounded, and his wife got pregnant during this trip, and they're twins!"
"Good, good, good, twins!"
Wang Chuang clapped his hands and laughed, looking at Lin Wanjun and then at Song Zhanjin.
"Hey, we can't let ourselves be left behind. The squad leader was injured and already had twins, so you guys...you're going to have triplets, right?"
Someone started to make a fuss again.
"Yes, if you don't have triplets, it would be unfair to the bed we worked so hard to build for you!"
Lin Wanjun couldn't hold it back any longer.
She laughed and shouted, "Are you guys done yet? If you keep doing this, I'm really going to get mad!"
"Why are you so angry? I didn't say anything wrong!"
Song Zhanjin pulled Lin Wanjun into his arms and said with a playful smile, "When the squad leader's twin sons were born, he showed off to me a lot, and I said something harsh to him at the time."
Lin Wanjun's scalp tingled, and she suddenly had a bad feeling.
"What harsh words did you say?"
Song Zhanjin put his hands on his hips, feeling very proud of himself.
"I say, what's the big deal about twins? I'm such an awesome guy, I'm going to have triplets. Hey, a boy and a girl!"
He touched Lin Wanjun's shoulder.
"Well, I'll be thanking you for your hard work then!"
Thank you for your grandfather’s hard work on his legs!
The one who was speaking was Song Zhanjin, and the one who was embarrassed was Lin Wanjun.
You bastard, you really put your head in your pocket and don’t care about your shame at all, right?
Except for Dong Yingying, everyone at the scene burst into laughter, even Li Yuetang couldn't help laughing.
If only she could give birth to triplets, she would do nothing but take care of her precious grandson and granddaughter every day.
Song Mingcheng smiled as he looked at Qin Sijun who was making the bed.
"Old Qin, when Zhan Jin and Jun Jun's child is born, I will definitely recognize you as my godfather!"
Qin Sijun put down the saw in his hand and said with a smile, "Okay, let's make it a deal. Oh, I have to think carefully about what kind of gifts to prepare for my godchildren and grandson!"
Wang Chuang laughed.
"Don't worry about preparing any gifts yet. Just make the bed strong, let Xiaolin and Zhanjin work hard, and strive to have your godchildren born soon!"
There was a burst of laughter, and no matter how shameless Lin Wanjun was, she couldn't help blushing.
She stamped her feet in protest, but Song Zhanjin hugged her and coaxed her patiently, so intimately that it made Dong Yingying's heart ache.
She clearly has memories of her past life and clearly has the advantage, so why did things develop to this point?
Dong Yingying suddenly realized something and her back trembled violently.
Could it be that Lin Wanjun was also reborn like her?
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