The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

Jiang Furong took some time to go to the service center.

The result of her discussion with Jiang Xiaocui about giving gifts was that she wrapped two pieces of vermicelli in newspaper and brought them over.

She not only wanted to thank Sister Li, but also wanted to especially thank Zhang Haiyan for her enthusiasm and kindness.

In contrast to Hu Xiuqing's deliberate indifference, Jiang Furong felt even warmer when others helped her.

It is an indisputable fact that we cannot choose our parents. To change the environment in which we live, we really need help from the outside world.

Seeing that there were customers around and it was inconvenient to chat, Jiang Furong put the gift down directly and said, "Haiyan, this is a specialty from my hometown. I brought it for you and Sister Li to try. You go ahead and do your thing. I'll come see you tomorrow."

She plans to come here to play tomorrow with her stroller.

Zhang Haiyan was busy applying cold cream to a customer and casually took the newspaper bag and placed it behind the counter.

After walking out of the service center, Jiang Furong looked at the sky. It was so nice, with sunshine, just like her mood.

As an efficiency expert, Jiang Furong never does just one thing when she goes out.

On her way home, she chose to pass by the house where Carpenter Lu was working.

Coincidentally, I saw Carpenter Lu as soon as I reached the entrance of the alley. He moved his tools to the end of the alley and was concentrating on sawing wooden boards. Most of the sawdust fell to the ground, and some floated in the air, shining like gold powder in the sunlight.

Jiang Furong walked over and saw the cabinet that had taken shape. She praised, "Carpenter Lu, this bookcase is really well made."

The planed wood board is very flat and has neat edges, almost the same as if it were cut by a machine.

Carpenter Lu looked up and smiled. "It's you. I was thinking of going to your house to look for you. Look, the plywood is ready for you."

There were several thin sheets of plywood of varying sizes placed against the wall. Jiang Furong immediately recognized the one for her: "You finished it so quickly? Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Carpenter Lu smiled innocently, brushed off the sawdust on his hands, and asked, "Can you move it? Otherwise, I'll take it home for you after I finish my work."

Jiang Furong nodded. "I can move it myself. By the way, Carpenter Lu, do you know where I can find bamboo poles? I need four one-meter-long ones to hang the mosquito net."

This question is asked to the right person.

Carpenter Lu said, "I know, I know. We have them in the village. He's an uncle of mine who can weave bamboo baskets. He has bamboo poles of various thicknesses at home. When do you want them? I'll go back in a few days and help you find some. What? Now? It's winter now, who still hangs mosquito nets? Will a one-meter-long bamboo pole be enough for you?"

Jiang Furong didn't want to explain, but since they were able to help her get a bamboo pole and a board, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with explaining: "It's enough to put it on the cot."

Carpenter Lu became interested: "There are such small beds? For children? How exquisite! Okay, tell me the dimensions, and I'll get you a few more bamboo poles to make a frame. The mosquito net won't be able to hold up with just four poles, and it will collapse in the middle, and the mosquito net won't be able to close."

"Smart!" Jiang Furong gave a thumbs-up. "You're really professional! I didn't expect you wouldn't be able to handle this question."

Military raincoats are quite thick and not soft, so they do not fit properly when ironed.

Carpenter Lu's mouth was full of smiles: "I do this job, I see it every day, how could I not know?"

He began to pull the plywood out of the pile of planks, wiped off the sawdust on it with his hand, and scraped the edge with his thumb: "There are burrs here. I haven't had time to sand it off yet. Don't cut your hands when you move it."