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Chapter 26
In the past, when she was restless, Song Shuqian liked to play the piano, draw, and write calligraphy.
Now these are all feudal dregs and cannot be touched.
Song Shuqian began to organize the gourd space, and kept collecting things in it, and she didn’t know what she had collected.
Seeing this, even Song Shuqian, who had seen the world, was stunned. It was not an exaggeration to describe it as rich enough to rival a country (the country of the Dayong Dynasty).
The accumulation of several generations of the Song family, even if most of it was donated, the remaining was something that ordinary people dared not think about.
The same was true for the things brought from the Dayong Dynasty. At that time, she emptied the warehouse of the general’s mansion.
Song Shuqian made up her mind that from today on, she would treat these things as if they did not exist.
She put a seal on each box to warn herself.
Song Shuqian was extremely grateful to her deceased grandmother and mother.
They completed the public-private partnership early and always supported the revolution. There was no medicine on the battlefield in those years, and the penicillin sent by the Song family saved many lives.
As long as a few people remembered the kindness of the year, she would be safe. Just
thinking about it, the little black dog she picked up yesterday ran over and circled at her feet.
“I was so busy that I forgot about you,” Song Shuqian picked up the dog and touched its belly, which was round and plump.
The puppy liked the smell of Song Shuqian very much, and found a comfortable position in her arms and fell asleep.
Song Shuqian stroked the dog while tidying up. When she saw the full book, she knew what she should do.
Even if she remembered what the original owner had learned, it was the original owner’s, superficial.
If she wanted to integrate it and make it her own, she had to learn it all over again.
Fortunately, she had been drinking spiritual liquid, and her memory was very good. It was not an exaggeration to describe it as photographic memory.
After locking the gate of the courtyard, Song Shuqian studied hard. When
she was tired of studying, she stood up and played with the little black dog for a while and then continued to study.
Wei Jianguo came back at noon and was relieved to see that his wife had arranged her life in an orderly manner.
He knew that his wife was different from the military wives in the compound, and he was worried that she would not make friends here and would be lonely.
Wei Jianguo didn’t understand these things before. As his position gradually rose, he began to meet different people and gradually realized the gap between rural soldiers and urban soldiers, and the difference between educated soldiers and uneducated soldiers.
Wei Jianguo couldn’t tell the difference, but he could feel it.
He was willing to go on a blind date with Song Shuqian, and there was a most hidden little thought. Wei Jianguo hoped to marry a cultured wife so that his children could receive a good education from an early age. He didn’t tell anyone about this idea, and always felt that it was not open enough.
“Wife, it’s time to eat.”
Today’s lunch was sent back from the canteen, cabbage stewed with big slices of meat.
Song Shuqian picked out the fat meat for Wei Jianguo and ate the lean meat herself. The couple, one was rough and the other was delicate, one chewed slowly with small bites, and the other ate in big mouthfuls.
Fate made them sit together and become lovers who would accompany each other for life.
A little black dog broke in and broke the beauty just now.
Wei Jianguo looked at this little thing and thought it would be good to have it accompany his wife. “Wife, what’s the name of this little thing?”
Song Shuqian looked at Wei Jianguo with innocent big eyes, “I forgot to name it. I always felt that something happened in the morning, and it turned out to be this one.”
Looking at the little black dog, Song Shuqian said, “Let’s call it Moying.” Mo is its color, black, and Ying is my expectation for it, fast as lightning, agile and mysterious.
Wei Jianguo looked at the little black dog and suddenly felt a little jealous. Moying is nice, much better than Jianguo.
Wei Jianguo didn’t say anything, just looked at Song Shuqian aggrievedly.
Song Shuqian didn’t understand what he meant, “What’s wrong? Is it not nice?”
“It’s too nice, better than my Jianguo. Wife, my name is the ugliest in our family.”
Song Shuqian didn’t expect Wei Jianguo to have this side. A big man of more than 1.8 meters, looking at you aggrievedly, her heart softened for no reason.
Thinking of coaxing Miss Song, she agreed to many unequal treaties, such as making a pair of shoes for him and making some embroidered underwear.
It is said that a strong man’s coquetry is the deadliest.
Wei Jianguo also summed up this trick slowly during their relationship.
Xiucai once said that a man should not be shameless in front of his wife, and being sticky and greasy is conducive to the relationship between husband and wife.
Thinking of something, Wei Jianguo hurriedly took out his small treasury, “Wife, I’m sorry, I forgot to give you this. This is all my salary over the years. When I left home, my father broke off relations with me and invited the elders of the village to witness it, so I saved my salary by myself.
It’s all here.
Over the years, my comrades-in-arms have had accidents, and I have sponsored several children.
In addition, I have three good brothers. The three of us came out of the recruit company together. Two of them passed away, and the pension was not much, so I gave them 100 yuan each.”
Song Shuqian looked at the 238.78 yuan in the box and felt it was a bit heavy.
This is the money that Wei Jianguo exchanged his life for, and it is also all his savings over the years.
She took the money with a smile, “Then I will be in charge of the finances of our family from now on. I’ll give you 10-yuan pocket money every month, is that enough?”
“I don’t need that much. I eat and wear everything in the army. I don’t smoke or drink, so I don’t have any money to spend. Give me 5 yuan a month, just in case something happens. “
Men should behave well, and Song Shuqian certainly won’t push it out.
Thinking of the orphans of martyrs, Song Shuqian asked, “You just mentioned the support for the orphans of martyrs. Do you have to pay money every month?”
Wei Jianguo is very nervous now. Is his wife going to make a fuss with him? In the past, the leader’s sister-in-law scratched the leader’s face for this.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It’s more exciting later! “Wife, you don’t have to give it every month. They have subsidies every month. I started giving it in the past few months.”
Song Shuqian also knew what Wei Jianguo was thinking, “This money should be spent. If you need it in the future, give me your address and I’ll send it.”
“Thank you, wife.”
Wei Jianguo felt very happy. His wife was so nice and understood him.
Looking at those comrades, he couldn’t do anything but ignore them.
Song Shuqian thought their comradeship was very touching, but how much money could really reach the children with such a simple and crude method?
Song Shuqian had reservations. Anyway, she was not short of money, and she would think of a solution when she really encountered it.
Song Shuqian got up and washed her hands. She washed them twice with soap before she felt relieved.
Wei Jianguo… It was the first time he saw his wife like this. She disliked dirty money.
Wei Jianguo shook his head and went to training. The military district would have a big competition in two months, and he was very busy recently.
Song Shuqian read books all morning and was a little tired. In the afternoon, she planned to go to the mountain behind to pick some wild vegetables and mushrooms. Last time, she heard that it was very interesting.
Just as she was about to look for Tian Tiantian, she came by herself.
The two met at the door.
Looking at each other’s dress, they just felt that they had a tacit understanding.
“Going up the mountain?”
“Let’s go.”
“Do you need to call Sister Feng and the others? I don’t know wild vegetables.” Song Shuqian was a little embarrassed. She didn’t know them at all.
“I know them. Have you forgotten? I’m a village kid.”
“That’s great. I heard there are mushrooms. Tiantian, you can teach me later.”
“Okay.”
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