Huo Beichen was stunned: "Is there not enough money?" ”

Shu Lan shook her head again and again: "No, I just asked, it cost a lot of money to be hospitalized this time, as well as the clothes and newspapers you bought for me, I still have a little in my hand, or not." ”

He interrupted: "Enough, the military region has issued allowances, and these don't cost much." ”

Shu Lan nodded: "That's good, don't worry, I will work hard to find a job, and I won't need you to support me in the future." ”

As soon as these words came out, Huo Beichen was silent for a moment, his hand holding the net pocket tightened a little, and he glanced sideways at the street lamp over there.

I still have a problem with her in my heart, I just thought she was in the trap, but looking at her eyes that were as clear as spring water, they loosened.

"Let's go, it's getting dark."

After coming back, Huo Beichen went to cook, and Shu Lan sat on the recliner and read the newspaper.

The inside and outside compartments of the house, the kitchen is in a small corner, semi-open, and you can see it very clearly.

Shu Lan focused on the newspaper for a while, but couldn't return to the newspaper from that figure, and simply looked at him directly.

A tall man of 1.9 meters, his army-green velvet jacket was pulled up to his elbows, revealing his tight and thick arms, and the spatula was like a toy in his hand.

The small steel pot is not as big as the palm of his hand, and the obviously discordant size looks so harmonious.

This picture is very eye-catching, a light smile rises at the corner of Shu Lan's mouth, and even the yellow light in the room is a lot warmer.

The neat and clean wooden floor, the neatly placed tea cups on the table, compared with the pig's nest when I first arrived, it is impossible to contact.

There was a crackling sound of cooking in the kitchen, the smell of lard spread quickly, and the dozen or so flat rooms were suddenly filled with fireworks.

The figure moved, and the arm that lifted the lid of the pot was full of power.

Shu Lan felt that this meal was full of strength.

Dinner was a simple corn gnocchi soup and two stir-fried vegetables, one meat and one vegetable.

In this era, a dinner of this specification is considered to be of the upper class.

Shu Lan looked at the fried beans, the roots were distinct, and even the length was the same, and couldn't help but sigh, this is really a soldier's character!

The next morning, the two of them warmed up last night's meal for breakfast.

Huo Beichen quickly washed and put on his military uniform, and Shu Lan cleaned up the table.

Approaching the door, Huo Beichen turned around: "Come to the cafeteria at noon to find me, it's still that position." ”

Shu Lan was still a little dazed, and her voice was silly: "No need, I'll just do it myself at home, you eat more, don't be afraid of spending money." The second half of the sentence is said unconsciously.

Huo Beichen was a little surprised, do it yourself?

Last time I cooked, the pots at home were boiled into pieces, this time...

"Let's come to the cafeteria, it's too troublesome to do it yourself." He said it tactfully, unwilling to hit her.

Shu Lan smiled: "It's okay, it's just a meal, I can handle it myself, if not, I'll buy a drawer of buns myself." ”

"Look." His voice was helpless.

Shu Lan looked at this person, her heart was really good, and she cared about the original owner's food and living expenses.

People have such a pattern, and it's not good for them to rely on it all the time.

On both sides of the road, walk halfway through.

Shu Lan bought a few stacks of letter paper from the supply and marketing cooperative, and a hero pen with black and blue ink.

In this era, there were no computers, and the writing was all handwritten, full of rituals.

During this time, Shu Lan had a preliminary understanding of this era, and the money in his hand could not come in or out, and his ambition had not yet responded.

The main thing is that the revolution has not yet succeeded, and Shulan still needs to work hard.

The compound of the military region is close to the supply and marketing cooperative, and it will be back in a few steps.

When she reached the gate, the familiar voice came to her before her eyes.

"Qi Hua, you have to apologize to Xiao Shu again, yesterday your family did a little too much, but you have to know that Xiao Shu's family can't be messed with, you know?"

Lin Yumei's voice was very obvious, and she didn't say anything, she had already become a powerful bully dictator.

Shu Lan looked at the letter paper in his hand, isn't this first story coming?

Just write about the speech, just write about this human nature mixed with the times.

As soon as Lin Yumei saw Shu Lan, her eyes immediately bent: "Xiao Shu, are you back?" ”

Shu Lan nodded in response, really unwilling to entangle.

Lin Yumei smiled and stepped forward and pulled Shu Lan's arm, this used to be the code of the two, she was like this, which meant that Shu Lan wanted to listen to her.

The corners of Shu Lan's mouth twitched, and she pushed her hand away: "There are a lot of things in your hands, just say something directly." "The voice and movements are very cold.

Lin Yumei's face is not good-looking, what does this mean?

Qi Hua watched the two of them move strangely and pushed Lin Yumei's arm.

"Xiao Shu, we are all in a big yard, and the men are all colleagues, you made the Qi Hua family make a lot of trouble like yesterday, see if you can."

"Can't!" Shu Lan refused simply, looking at this posture, he was sick.

Why should she apologize when she is wronged, do you recognize her stupidity?

Qi Hua's resentment came up yesterday: "Sister Yumei, let's go, this person is an independent us, don't treat us poor middle peasants as people!" ”

Shu Lan sneered, it was really strong and reasonable!

"I see that you still don't recognize your mistake and see the letter in my hand?" Shulan pressed towards her.

Qi Hua looked directly at her: "What?" You're going to hit me? ”

Shu Lan smiled: "I, write a letter!" Report it to the leadership of the military region, and then write a copy to the committee, with the title - A certain military wife of the special operations military region openly slanders the founding heroes and their descendants. ”

She pursed her lips and continued: "Also, repeated teachings have caused the descendants of heroes to be unable to be human beings. ”

Qi Hua's face changed: "You are talking nonsense! You're bullying us for not being able to speak! ”

Shu Lan pushed away her hand pointing at her, with a stern expression: "Don't we, it's just you!" ”

Lin Yumei looked at Shu Lan's eyes full of scrutiny, from top to bottom, every inch of Shu Lan's skin was looked at by her.

grabbed Qi Hua, who was about to cry, and said like a tai chi: "Xiao Shu, you Sister Qi Hua didn't mean that, it's not early, let's go get busy first." ”

Qi Hua looked at Shu Lan angrily, her eyes full of crow's feet were wrinkled like a rag at this time, watery and wrinkled.

Shu Lan turned to leave, and Lin Yumei on the other end looked at her with some hatred in her eyes.

In the morning, Shu Lan flipped through the provincial newspapers and read more than a dozen articles back and forth.

Short and fluent, thought-provoking, the text is not ornate, but full of power.

She breathed a sigh of relief, this is really one thing to look at, and another thing to do it.

The stationery was full of Shu Lan's notes.

Writing a narrative is a long-term process, and it can't be rushed.

Just as Shulan put down the newspaper and went to the kitchen, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" She spoke in a suppressed voice, and since she came back from the hospital last time, she still felt uncomfortable from time to time.

"It's me."

Huo Beichen?

Shu Lan opened the door: "Why are you back?" ”

"I'm going to send materials to the south of the city in the afternoon, and I'll be back because my home is close." His voice was low, with a bit of weakness.

"That's right."

Shu Lan looked at him carrying two aluminum lunch boxes in his hand and asked, "What did you give me food?" ”