Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts.

Chapter 70 69. The smell of tea in the tea

When the morning sun rose, behind the tree house, a foundation was laid down and a house built quickly with quick-drying materials was already firmly sitting there.

It has the same layout as a tree house, with a roof made of light gray tiles that reflects a faint glow in the sun.

It is said that this reflective material is most easily observed when vegetation is lush, and it has become a standard for everyone to wear or build a house.

There is a corridor at the door, connecting the hut and the toilet. The toilet is also newly built. New materials are used in the septic tank, so you no longer have to step on a simple pit to go to the toilet every time.

Huaiyu woke up from his stupor and accidentally picked up a handful of silk floss with a special touch with his fingers.

She took a moment to remember what happened yesterday, and then looked at the bedside -

There was only an empty vase, no roses, and no ice sculptures.

The chicks seem to be living well in the warm haystack. They can hear the sound of chirping at this moment, which means they are probably hungry.

However, before Huaiyu got up to feed them, he heard Zhou Qian ask outside the door:

"Huaiyu, are you awake?"

He looked at Huai Yu who opened the door curtain, his face relaxed now: "Come and see your new house?"

There was a hint of fatigue in his eyebrows, but he also felt a sense of accomplishment: "I brought those things you asked for overnight yesterday, go and take a look."

Huaiyu then smiled and said to Zhou Qian: "Brother, I didn't blame you, so don't feel guilty."

As a defense force, if you receive an order from someone of a higher rank than you, it would be a problem if you don't carry it out.

Moreover, no matter what, Zhou Qian had been working hard to help him from beginning to end, and having his family destroyed was not what he wanted, so Huaiyu told the truth.

"I was just too sad yesterday and wanted everyone to be sad together, so I didn't say anything."

Zhou Qian paused, then laughed again: "I know."

"You don't act coquettishly when you're angry... As a little girl, you're quite good at saying soft words when trying to please others at the beginning."

"But it doesn't have to be this way."

"You have been living your life in a down-to-earth manner, whether you are acting coquettishly and saying nice things, or you are too sad and want others to be sad with you. These are all human instincts to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages."

"Xiaoyu, I know that your life must have been particularly difficult in the past, which is why you were cautious in everything, even when you spoke, you habitually showed weakness and seemed to rely on others..."

The morning sun shone inch by inch, and everything in front of him was coated with a layer of bright and hazy golden light.

And Zhou Qian in the morning light was more like being enveloped in a hazy light golden mist at the moment. Even his voice was as gentle as morning dew, without any lethality.

But when the words penetrate the core, they are as cold as morning dew.

"If you want to call me Captain Zhou, call me Captain Zhou. If you want to call me brother, call me brother. Whatever you call me, I know you have been working hard."

"So, just call me whatever you want. Don't apologize and don't feel burdened."

He smiled casually, not knowing about Huaiyu's amnesia.

Huaiyu couldn't fully understand it either.

But she clearly sensed the kindness inside.

And...myself [I had a hard time in the past, but now I am used to being obedient and soft-spoken]...

is that so?

When they want to achieve their goals, they will call their brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts softly, but when they are angry, they will call each other coldly.

Is this her instinct?

There were layers of doubts in her heart, but she clearly felt that she was thinking like "it's not me who made all the mistakes"!

Now I am even more distressed.

Because before amnesia, the character's character ranged from a young lady with two hundred male servants to a strong peasant woman who knew how to farm. Now...

She can't be a strong peasant woman who can take advantage of the situation, right?

It's impossible not to be strong, after all, she can do so many kinds of farm work. The troubles of the past were really entangled, so she simply put them behind her and snorted at this moment: "I can call you whatever I want."

"Yes!" Zhou Qian laughed instead: "Little girl, there are relatives in the city who dote on you. If you should be bolder, just be bolder - come and see your new home!"

The new home has snow-white walls, an ocher-red door, and a big, sturdy-looking lock.

Zhou Qian handed over the keys: "There are only three. You must put them away, otherwise if you forget the keys, it will be quite laborious to break the lock."

Huaiyu's expression became entangled, and he was not very happy.

"This house is like a dream..."

She muttered: "Looking at it is like looking into a stranger's house."

Zhou Qian patted her shoulder: "Of course, building it brick by brick by yourself is definitely different from this one. However, you must always look forward."

"General Lin, as a gentle person, should also hope that your life will get better and better."

"If there are not enough people to help build the house, it will be difficult to build the house in ten years by yourself."

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"And a lot of good materials were used this time. Although it was built overnight, it is all based on the experience we accumulated during the war, so it is stable. We are not afraid of strong winds and rain, and it will not be so wet."

He pushed Huaiyu's back gently: "Let's take a look at your house."

The smooth key easily opened the alloy lock.

Pushing open the door, the early morning sunlight shines in. Whether it's the exceptionally smooth new cement floor, the white walls, or the tightly paved roof, Huaiyu can't help but be shocked.

If this wasn't the new house Wu Yue built, she would definitely like it very much.

But now, just thinking about that name makes me feel bad.

Compared to the previous tree house, which was only about ten square meters, the house seemed extremely spacious.

There was a row of metal cabinets placed against the wall, and several storage boxes were neatly stacked on the upper bed.

The lower bunk was covered with a mattress and neatly folded new quilts.

Although the color was a uniform dark tone, it was much more pleasing to the eye than her previous fluorescent pink pillow, fluorescent purple quilt cover, and black and blue floral quilt.

There is even a chimney in the corner connected to the stove!

Probably because it was too hot to cook in summer, there was even a neat double stove placed in the grass shed outside.

Nowadays, stoves, iron pots and stoves are all available, and the wealth can be said to be very rich.

Next to the door are two buckets for daily water use. There is an ancient washbasin stand next to it, with a round mirror on top, and an enamel basin stand below, with a towel on top...

All of this is really life-like.

"This is my opinion."

Zhou Qian asked her with a smile: "These are new, you should be satisfied, right? The washbasin stand was not on the list originally, I bought it from the warehouse outside."

"I heard it's an antique from about 100 years ago, which is quite appropriate."

"Do you like it?"

Update 1 is here!

Empty, empty!

There are many washbasin racks from the 80s and 90s, those born in the 1990s should still have memories of them, right?

There is a towel on the top and a mirror in the middle. The washbasin is placed on the top, and the footbath is placed diagonally on the bottom.

When I finish writing, I will add a picture.

(End of this chapter)