As the sky brightened, Song Changzhou opened his eyes on time out of habit from years of use. He looked down at the girl sleeping soundly next to him and then stood up.

He reached out to take his clothes and felt a slight tingling sensation. He looked at his shoulder which was covered with teeth marks and couldn't help but chuckle. This girl was afraid of making any sound last night, so she bit his shoulder many times, just like a dog.

She was both shy and charming, as if she was stolen, and he didn't dare let her go. It took him a long time to coax her into cooperating. He shook his head helplessly, got dressed, packed up, and left.

……

Zhang Yuwan stretched out his body. It was so nice to sleep until he woke up naturally!

She took out Song Changzhou's old watch from the bedside and looked at the time. It was exactly ten forty.

She woke up but did not rush to get up. She slowly put on her clothes, bent her legs and hopped to the bathroom to wash up.

She thought it would be more convenient to have a crutch, so she'll see if the carpenter can make one for her when he comes this afternoon.

After finishing my work and going downstairs, I looked at the messy furniture in the room, rubbed my hands, and planned to count my own treasures while sorting out the ones that could be sorted out first.

She spent half a day cleaning the piano and tuning it herself. Although it was not professional, it was usable.

After everything was done, Song Changzhou came running back in a hurry. Looking at Zhang Yuwan who was sitting in the wheelchair safely, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Today was his first day at the army after the holiday, and he had been nervous all day, fearing that Zhang Yuwan would fall down when he got up. He was not an indecisive person, but he had been restless all morning, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, even thinking about the possibility of falling down the stairs.

Later, he couldn't sit still anymore and went to the training ground, which made the special training more strict, and the soldiers under his command were all silent.

Wasn't Deputy Captain Song newly married? He was so angry and scolded them. Was this a marital quarrel? Or was it that Deputy Captain Song and his wife were not harmonious?

When the time came, Song Changzhou did not forget to get his meal in advance and ran back without saying goodbye to anyone.

When he got home and saw the girl, he breathed a sigh of relief and knew that the girl was fine.

He calmly placed lunch on the table and casually asked, "What did you do this morning?"

Zhang Yuwan pointed to the piano in front of him and the rag in his hand, "I plan to clean up a place every day. I just finished cleaning the piano."

Song Changzhou pushed Zhang Yuwan's wheelchair to the bathroom to wash her hands and wipe them clean for her. "You don't have to do these things. Wait until I come back. It would be terrible if you fall!"

"I'm not doing anything dangerous, just dusting and cleaning up. I'm bored just sitting at home all day!"

Song Changzhou went to the kitchen to get chopsticks and found that Zhang Yuwan had not touched the breakfast and medicine left by him in the morning.

He was so angry that he couldn't help but take a deep breath. He knew that something must have happened because he was so restless all morning!

"Xiao Wan, why don't you eat breakfast and take medicine?" Song Changzhou brought out the breakfast and medicine that were warm on the fire! "He was very dissatisfied.

"Ah! Is there breakfast? I got up too late in the morning. It was already past eleven when I went downstairs. I wasn't hungry at all. You came back not long after!" She didn't know that Song Changzhou had prepared breakfast for her, and she didn't even go to the kitchen to check.

Song Changzhou brought lunch to Zhang Yuwan and asked her to eat first. "There is breakfast every day. No matter when you get up, you must eat breakfast! You must also take your medicine!" he emphasized.

"Got it!" Zhang Yuwan was a little unhappy about being scolded.

Seeing Zhang Yuwan's gloomy look, he softened his heart and couldn't help but discuss with her, "How about I ask Sister Li to come in the morning?"

"No!" Zhang Yuwan refused bluntly.

Song Changzhou pulled a chair over and sat next to her. He said earnestly, "Xiao Wan, you are injured now. The recovery period is very critical. If you get injured again, it will not be a joke."

Seeing Song Changzhou's concern for Zhang Yuwan, she felt a little embarrassed and said, "I know you are worried about me! I promise that next time I will eat breakfast no matter how late it is!"

"Mrs. Li's whole family is already busy, so it's inconvenient for her to take care of me. Besides, when will she come? If she comes early, I won't wake up. If she comes late, you'll be back. Then I'll still owe her a favor."

Song Changzhou was unmoved. "I don't care if it's a favor or not. Since I've caused trouble, I can pay it back. You're causing me so much worry every day."

Zhang Yuwan suddenly had an idea and couldn't help but put her hands on the man's arms. "The carpenter is coming this afternoon. Ask his wife if she's free! If she is, ask her to come in the morning. Tell everyone that we're here to repair furniture, and then give her money and gifts privately."

This is a solution. Hiring a nanny would be too conspicuous and would definitely not work, but his furniture needs to be renovated, so he must find someone to do it.

Things that can be solved with money are better than owing favors to others.

"When the carpenter comes later, ask him first. If it's not possible for you, ask him to leave later tonight and wait until I come back." Song Changzhou still wanted to see the man in person, otherwise he would not be at ease.

Zhang Yuwan was in a good mood. She didn't want the families of the military district to come to her home. Firstly, she had nothing to say, and secondly, since they were all family members, gossip was inevitable. They were of the same status, so she had to be polite. Now that she had invited people over, she felt a little more at ease. She picked up a piece of dish and started eating in silence.

Turning around and watching Song Changzhou eating the leftovers from the morning meal, he felt a little guilty and put a piece of meat in his bowl. "If you drink porridge, you'll get hungry quickly in the afternoon. You're so tired from training every morning, how can you eat just this?"

Song Changzhou was a little angry. Zhang Yuwan refused to take her medicine or drink her breakfast, and he was worried about her leg injury. He didn't know what to say. After all, she admitted her mistakes in a good manner, so he could only sit there and sulk.

Seeing that Zhang Yuwan cared about him, the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach disappeared in an instant, like a deflated balloon.

"It's just a bowl of porridge. I also eat meat and vegetables!" Song Changzhou didn't mind at all. He was just pretending to be pitiful in front of Zhang Yuwan.

After the two of them finished lunch, a carpenter came to their house with his tools. He was thin and short, wearing a coarse cloth coat. His surname was Tang, and he was in his forties, but looked older.

Zhang Yuwan gave him a small square stool to repair. His craftsmanship was impeccable. He polished the stool again in a short time, adjusted the mortise and tenon joints, and shaved off a small section of the legs to make the stool stable. Finally, he applied a layer of tung oil on it and dried it in the sun.

The skills seemed good, and Master Tang showed him a few cabinets. Repairing old furniture is more troublesome, more delicate, and time-consuming than building new furniture.

When Master Tang took a look, he was surprised to find that the patina was too thick to be seen clearly. However, these woods were from old times and the materials used were very good. In addition to some teak and willow, there were also some red sandalwood, rosewood, ebony and golden sandalwood.

The laymen were watching the fun while the experts were watching the door and asked, "Who chose all these old furniture?" Master Tang is a man of few words. He usually doesn't say a word for several days while working. But when he saw these furniture, he couldn't help but ask.

"My wife picked them all. She thought the furniture in the department store was too expensive, so she bought second-hand ones!" Song Changzhou said truthfully.

The owner didn't want to say much, and the other party didn't ask too many questions. They just did their job well and didn't ask too many questions. "It will probably take several months to repair so much furniture!"

"Master Tang, do you want to find some people to help? Is it convenient for your wife to come over?" Song Changzhou changed the subject.

Master Tang happily agreed to Song Changzhou's request and told others that he was there to help repair furniture. In fact, two people came in the morning, one to take care of Zhang Yuwan and the other to do the work, and they were paid fifteen yuan a month.

Her wife doesn't have a job at home, so she is very happy that she can come here and earn some income!

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