Chapter 448: Simplicity and Practicality
The old lady looked around the room: in the middle of the room was a one-meter bunk bed, with bedside tables on both sides of the bed, opposite the bed was a three-door wardrobe, and outside the wardrobe was a small cupboard, with a chopping board placed on top of the cupboard covered with plastic cloth, where she could cut vegetables.
The bottom of the cupboard is divided into two parts. The left side is divided into two layers, the lower layer is higher and is used to store thermos, tea sets, and tea leaves. The upper layer is used to store noodles, dry rice noodles, and some dried vegetables. The side is also divided into two layers, but the height is the same. The lower layer is used to store plates, bowls, and chopsticks, and the upper layer is used to store leftover rice and vegetables.
Between the wardrobe and the cupboard is a small jar for storing grain, which is filled with rice, sweet potato rice and millet in cloth bags. On the outside of the cupboard are two baskets for vegetables, which contain some vegetables.
Outside the head of the bed there is a desk against the wall, and also a square dining table and a few chairs, and behind the door is a washstand.
"The furnishings in the room are simple, but also very practical." The old lady nodded, "But the bed still needs to be covered."
"Grandma, I plan to hang a curtain here." Qiao Mo also felt that there was no privacy at all, so he planned to put a cloth curtain on the outside of the bed and hang a half curtain in the middle of the door, so that even if someone passed by, they would not be able to see everything in the room.
"It would be a good idea to hang a cloth curtain, Momo, do you have any cloth here?" The old lady nodded. She originally wanted to suggest that they put up a screen, but compared to a cloth curtain, a screen takes up more space.
"Just let my cousin go to the printing and dyeing factory in a few days to buy some defective fabrics." Qiao Mo didn't have suitable fabrics, but with Yang Weihua here, the problem could be solved quickly.
"Well, this can be done with defective fabric." The old lady nodded. She felt that Qiao Mozhen knew how to live.
The old lady walked to the window again and looked at the environment in the yard. The East China Institute is an old institute. The dormitory area is full of two-story old houses. The distance between each house is relatively far, and there are green plants and flower beds in the middle. Although the flower beds have been planted with various vegetables by the residents in the yard, the vibrant cabbages, radishes, celery and spinach are eye-catching.
"It seems like it would be a good idea to grow some vegetables in the yard." The old lady thought about her almost abandoned yard and the suggestions of her grandchildren two days ago, and made a decision in her heart.
Qiao Mo and Kang Mingyuan stood beside her and also saw the vegetables in the yard.
"I didn't expect that the flower bed in the unit could be converted into a vegetable garden." When Qiao Mo saw the vegetable garden in the flower bed, he felt that his knowledge was too shallow.
"The gardener at our company resigned a long time ago, and the flower beds, now untended, have fallen into disrepair. The family members in the yard felt it was a waste to leave them empty, so they used them to grow vegetables. The company's leaders didn't think it was a big deal, and as long as people didn't use farmyard manure to fertilize the land and it didn't affect everyone's lives, they turned a blind eye."
"The leaders of your unit are quite open-minded." Qiao Mo nodded.
"Mingyuan, we should also make use of our yard. Whether we plant flowers, vegetables or trees, we need to plan it carefully." The old lady said suddenly.
"Grandma, we can plant a little of everything. As for how much and where to plant, we'll plan it carefully when we get back." Kang Mingyuan was delighted to see the old lady finally relent. "Momo, can your friend get some saplings? We'd like to exchange some, either supplies or money."
"What kind of saplings do you want?" Qiao Mo asked back. She had grown some saplings in the space before she got married, but not many, and most of them were for Yang Weihua and Song Yanzhang. If the Kang family needed them, she would have to grow more saplings.
"Grandma likes to eat cherries, water pears, oranges, grapefruits..." Kang Mingyuan listed the watermelons that the old lady liked to eat one by one. Of course, she also liked lychees, pineapples, mangosteens, etc., but those were tropical watermelons that could not be grown in the East China Sea. Therefore, no matter how big their yard was, it was impossible to grow them.
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