After Donating Billions in Assets, Living Like in The Famine Era!
After Donating Billions in Assets, Living Like in The Famine Era! Chapter 40

Chapter 40

After dinner, Zhou Ze’an let the children take a rest while he went to wash the pots and dishes.

After I came out, I saw a bowl of leftover malted milk…

He said that while he was washing the dishes, the children came running over to wash them.

Qiao Yu: “Are you done? Come, drink this bowl of malted milk and then take a hot bath.”

The man hesitated and discussed with her: “Is it okay not to wash?”

Qiao Yu’s expression froze slightly, and he asked patiently, “Why?”

“Too tired.”

“No!” Qiao Yu rejected it outright. “The sheets in the master bedroom are new and must be washed! Otherwise, ask the children to see who is willing to put up with you for one night.”

Zhou Ze’an’s eyes fell on Zhou Jun’s children.

It was nothing, he had never met Dawei and Xiaoyong, and the child was naturally sensitive to his stepfather. So he skipped Dawei and Xiaoyong directly.

Zhou Wen turned his head away, Zhou Jun looked at the sky, and Zhou Wu did speak, but not as Zhou Ze’an wished.

“Dad… Auntie taught us to pay attention to hygiene after joining the army, no matter how tired or hard it is.”

“…Your aunt taught me the right thing.”

Zhou Zean still wanted to refuse malted milk…

Qiao Yu: “You are the pillar of the family. You are too thin. You can’t fall down. If you really don’t want to drink it and feel that the family is consuming too much, then stop giving the children malted milk.”

Children: ???

Qiao Yu: “If you want to drink, we drink together. If you don’t want to drink, we don’t drink together. This is called sharing happiness and hardships! We are a family, no worse than the soldiers who are twisted into a doughnut on the battlefield to defend their country! Military kids Zhou Wen, Zhou Wu, Da Wei, and Xiao Yong, don’t you agree?!”

The children’s enthusiasm was aroused immediately.

The children said in unison: “Yes!!”

Zhou Ze’an: …drank the bowl of malted milk silently.

There is no need to do so.

When Zhou Ze’an was carrying the enamel pot to the kitchen, Qiao Yu shouted at his back: “Bring the soap! Rub the mud off your body!”

Others: …

When Zhou Ze’an returned to the master bedroom, he saw the woman wearing a jacket and short cotton pants, with a corner of the quilt symbolically covering her belly.

Those white legs were evenly thin and straight, making people unable to look away at first sight.

Especially when she put one foot on the knee of the other leg, there was an indescribable desire in the sense of relaxation.

His Adam’s apple rolled.

When Qiao Yu heard the noise, he turned his head to look over.

Ah, this look matches the temperament and back view at first sight.

As expected, a handsome guy still needs to be clean and tidy to look handsome.

Especially this man who seems to be quiet, but his temperament is filled with a wildness that is almost uncontrollable.

The blue meridians protruded slightly on the biceps, and the texture of the flesh could not be concealed by the thin home shirt, giving Qiao Yu a red warning light.

Danger danger!

She looked away, suddenly feeling hot and a little thirsty.

“You finished washing so soon?”

“Um.”

“You didn’t rub the mud well, did you?”

“…”

“No, I have to check it carefully, otherwise you can’t even think about getting on the bed!”

Qiao Yu said this because she was annoyed that the newly changed bed sheets had to be changed after being soiled by a dusty man.

but……

examine.

Go to bed.

It’s really thought-provoking.

Especially when she knelt up and moved her knees toward the bed.

She knelt on the bed and lifted up his clothes to check.

When he lowered his head, he could see her soft black hair, smooth forehead, fair and straight nose, round and cute nose tip, and that…

There was nothing wrong with what she was wearing, but it was just very hot, very…

Especially when her cold fingertips accidentally scratched him…

He held her hand, his deep voice a little hoarse: “Wash it clean.”

Qiao Yu, who was a little slow, seemed to realize that the atmosphere was not right. He pulled his hand back abruptly, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Hey, what is she afraid of?

Isn’t Lao Zhou not capable?

Being in the same room with a man who is not good enough…how safe it is!

Qiao Yu rolled around on the bed, making room for half of the bed, and patted the empty space, saying, “Okay, I’ll trust you this time, let’s get on the bed.”

Zhou Zean: …

So, bold?

Yes, both of them are remarried.

She should be familiar with this.

He is a man, even if he has never eaten pork, he knows how pork runs.

I was thinking about it, but as soon as I touched the bed, I heard the other party talking about the main topic in the night: “If we are setting up a banquet, how many tables should we set up?”

“Five tables.”

“Is it enough to eat?”

“enough.”

“Then I can’t handle it alone.”

“You can ask someone you know.”

Qiao Yu clapped his hands, “Then please invite Sister Wang and the director.”

The director of the Women’s Federation is also getting old…

“You should hire a younger sister-in-law.”

Qiao Yu recalled the appearance of the director of the Women’s Federation and thought so, and asked, “Then, what dish should we cook?”

“Fish, shrimp…do you have any bacon at home?”

“Yes, I have.”

“Well, that’s all.”

“that’s all?”

This is a bit too shabby.

But when he thought that we were still in a famine, Qiao Yu I feel relieved again.

The food supply in the army is so tight, let alone other places.

Qiao Yu sighed softly, and then he felt something hard poking his arm.

“What?”

“The family’s bankbook.”

Qiao Yu somersaulted over him and went to pull the electric light.

The room suddenly became bright.

The island has electricity, so people like Zhou Ze’an have no restrictions on electricity use or time. Of course, even the head of a group rarely wastes money on lights these days.

Qiao Yu looked at the number on the passbook.

Five thousand!!!

Eh.

She suddenly became a millionaire.

This was still the sixties!

As soon as Qiao Yu turned around, she saw Zhou Ze’an rummaging through the closet.

After a while, he handed her a stack of banknotes.

“This is pocket money, keep it.”

Qiao Yu smiled and said, “Don’t worry! Our revolutionary friendship will last forever. I will definitely help you take good care of the children!”

Zhou Ze’an always felt that her words were strange, but he couldn’t tell what was wrong, so he just said, “I completed this mission very well, and there will be a reward from the higher-ups. Do you want anything?”

Qiao Yu thought about it and shook his head, “No, there is nothing missing at home.”

She wants air conditioning, refrigerator, and mobile phone. Are they available in this era?

No.

Qiao Yu has no desires or requests.

Seeing that he was silent, Qiao Yu added, “If it doesn’t work, you need money or more malted milk and cloth. Children grow up quickly, and cloth and malted milk are quite useless.”

Zhou Ze’an breathed a sigh of relief and replied, “Okay.”

After the chat, Qiao Yu turned on the light, and in the dark, the two of them climbed back into bed in tacit understanding.

The bed sheet was big enough so she didn’t have to fight with him for the mattress.

In a daze, she heard Zhou Ze’an say, “From now on, I will give you my monthly salary and allowance.”

She forgot whether she responded or not and fell asleep.

The next day there was no one by the bed and the children had gone to school.

Not only were there words left on the table, but also breakfast.

Zhou Ze’an: Buy the ingredients and you take a rest.

So concise…

I guess it’s a skill acquired from sending so many telegrams.

After eating the steamed bun, Qiao Yu turned around and went back to bed to sleep.

When I woke up, I smelled the aroma of rice coming from the kitchen.

She went to the faucet to wash up, muttering in her heart, Zhou Ze’an’s cooking smells pretty good?

At least it’s much more delicious than the messy rice she made.

Thinking of rice…

Damn it, she has to eat with the children now and can’t eat alone.

People’s noses are so sensitive nowadays. The cooked food she copied from the space, as long as it was meat or had a slightly strong smell of oil, would be sniffed out by the children in the family.

That’s right…

How long did Lao Zhou say we would have to rest?

The longer he rested, the harder it would be for her.

Qiao Yu counted on his fingers.

It would be better to kick this man out on a few more missions.

After spitting out bubbles and coming to the kitchen, Qiao Yu greeted Zhou Ze’an who was cooking enthusiastically: “Good morning.”

“…It’s getting late.”

“Ah, it’s okay, just consider it as you got up early.”

Zhou Ze’an pondered for a moment, did not refute, and continued with the process at hand.

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