Chapter XXVII
Her husband had gone to earn money.
Qin Huairu consoled herself.
However, she still felt a little uncomfortable because they had only spent a day together.
He definitely couldn't bear to part with it.
"I don't know. I don't think he's interested. Yang An is going out tomorrow.”
Qin Huairu replied.
"It's pretty good. Those who drive trucks basically travel everywhere. It's okay to be separated for a while. I'll bring you a gift when the time comes!”
Most of them still wanted to befriend Yang An. They could tell that Qin Huairu was reluctant to part with him.
"Heh, it's fine. You'll get used to it. Pilots make a lot of money!"
Jia Zhangshi said in a neutral tone.
She didn't dare to say anything overboard, but it was all soft words.
This was because Yang An and Qin Huairu had spent the entire night together, and Jia Dongxu's heart had been cut by a knife.
In the morning, when Jia Zhangshi was folding the quilt, she found that Jia Dongxu had scratched the side of the bed.
This child was really useless.
A village girl, no matter how pretty she was, she was still a village girl!
Why are you so concerned?
"Aunt Zhang is right. It's fine as long as you earn more money. There are so many people in the courtyard. They can all take care of you when the time comes!”
Another aunt said with a smile.
All in all, they were rather respectful towards Qin Huairu.
After all, Yang An's status was not to be offended.
"Let's go and watch a movie. We can only sit in the back later!"
"Damao, I don't like the smell of smoke. Get me a quiet place!”
Yan Jiecheng, the eldest son of the Third Master, hurriedly said.
"No problem, leave it to me!”
It was Xu Damao's first time doing something, so he was naturally very proud.
However, just as everyone was about to set off.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
A person pushed his bicycle into the courtyard.
The bicycle was already eye-catching.
Especially when it was a Phoenix bicycle.
Every era had everything that made people envious.
In the 1950s, 1960s, and even the 1970s, bicycles were still popular.
"Aiyoh! This was a bicycle? Yang An?"
Third Uncle looked as if he had been shot.
He dreamed of getting a bicycle.
He also wanted to be the first family in the courtyard to own a bicycle.
Unexpectedly, Yang An had just returned a few days ago.
I got it back!
And the most expensive brand!
The bell of the brand-new bicycle was extremely crisp.
Third Uncle couldn't help but touch it.
Third Aunt saw the joy on Third Uncle's face and was even a little jealous.
"Are you looking at the mistress?"
Third Uncle didn't even pay attention to him.
The smooth beams and brand new seats.
Tsk tsk, this was really different!
"Where did you get it? He bought it with money? I can go, Yang An. This is a Phoenix brand bicycle made by Fei Feng!”
Someone exclaimed.
If there was a bicycle at home, it would be very convenient to do anything.
"You're so rich after switching jobs?"
Xu Damao felt a little sour in his heart.
Because he was also envious!
"The unit sent it. Soldiers were there to protect the country, not to earn money.”
Yang An said casually.
As expected, this kind of non-competitive mode made Xu Damao even more resentful.
However, the others felt that Yang An was a big shot. As expected of a soldier!
"Look at Qin Huairu's marriage. If she had gone to the Jia family back then, she probably wouldn't have been so glorious!”
Hearing this, Jia Zhangshi glared at the man.
"Dongxu, there's a blind date tonight. Hurry up and go. Don't be late!”
Then, he hurriedly turned around and entered the house.
Because if he was too impulsive and said something that offended Yang An, it would be very bad.
Who asked the current Yang An to not be offended!
"Where did you get it?"
Qin Huairu touched the bicycle.
In the beginning, Yang An was still a little absent.
If it was in the modern world, riding a bicycle would not be embarrassing, but it would not be envied.
Who would feel superior riding a shared bicycle?
"It was given by the unit. There's only one man's 28 left. The secretary said to ride it first.”
Yang An said with a smile.
It was very late last night.
Qin Huairu knew.
This morning, a few older women had secretly asked Qin Huairu about some of the women's private conversations.
Qin Huairu shyly told him the truth.
In return, those women looked at him with surprise and envy.
Even if I'm tired to death, even if... It felt good!
The two of them were having a moment of tenderness.
"Then I'll go back and cook first?"
"Let's go watch a movie first. Didn't I tell you to eat later in the afternoon?”
Yang An said with a smile.
"Come on, I came back specially to pick you up!”
Under everyone's envious gazes, Qin Huairu got into the car.
It was already spring, and the weather was getting warmer and warmer, especially when the sun was setting.
It made her feel warm.
Qin Huairu wrapped her arms around Yang An's waist, her heart at peace.
It was just that she had to leave tomorrow, so she was still a little reluctant.
"Go back and pack your things tonight. You have to wake up earlier tomorrow.”
"Got it. I'll bring you more dry food."
"You definitely didn't bring enough."
Yang An smiled.
"It should be about the same? I'll prepare two more days 'worth of food for you. The people in the courtyard also said that it's very hard to go outside. Don't worry about the money when the time comes. People are the most important.”
Two more days of preparation was not considered a small amount.
Early in the morning, Qin Huairu ignored her physical discomfort.
She took out the five catties of noodles that Yang An had given her yesterday.
He kneaded it into dough and then mixed it with cabbage and a little pork.
After cooking for the whole morning, the steamed buns were finally out of the pot.
This was all for Yang An. The remaining bits and pieces were prepared by Qin Huairu for the next few days.
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