Siheyuan: I just want to live

After Chen Feng finished firing two belts of bullets, he and Luo Hao left the shooting range. After returning the gun, Luo Hao took Chen Feng and started to pack up their bedding.

At this time, Feng Dazhuang came to Chen Feng's barracks with his things and saw that Chen Feng had almost packed up.

Feng Dazhuang came to Chen Feng and said with a smile, "Chen Feng! Your training is over now. Here is the bill. Do you want to deliver it yourself tomorrow, or give it directly to Li Guotao and have him deliver it?"

Chen Feng took the bill and looked at it. The accommodation and meals were ten yuan, the rifle bullets were 990 yuan, and the heavy machine gun bullets were 1000 yuan, totaling 2000 yuan.

Chen Feng's eyes turned black. The accommodation and food were not too outrageous. However, Chen Feng himself had no idea how many bullets he had fired in the past half month and had no way of calculating.

However, Chen Feng only fired two heavy machine gun bullets today, but they actually charged Chen Feng a thousand yuan!

Just as Chen Feng was looking at the bill, Feng Dazhuang asked with a smile, "Chen Feng, how are you going to settle the bill?"

Chen Feng looked up at Feng Dazhuang's smiling face and regretted learning how to shoot a machine gun. But he still said, "I'll pay now!"

Then, Chen Feng picked up his schoolbag and took out a lunch box from it. He opened the lunch box and found 2,500 yuan inside.

Feng Dazhuang saw Chen Feng carrying so much money with him and thought to himself, I didn't expect this guy to be so rich. I miscalculated.

In fact, the lunch box had always been in the schoolbag, but it was empty before. Just now when Chen Feng reached into the schoolbag, it was replaced with the one containing money.

Chen Feng took out two stacks of money and put the lunch box back into his schoolbag. Chen Feng turned around and handed the money to Feng Dazhuang. He said, "Captain Feng, count it!"

Feng Dazhuang took the money but didn't count it. Instead, he continued to say with a smile, "Chen Feng, you're leaving now! How about we go to the shooting range and shoot some more bullet belts? Once you leave the barracks, there will be no place to play with heavy machine guns!"

Chen Feng quickly shook his head and waved his hands, saying, "Captain Feng, no need! Bullets are too expensive! I can't afford it!"

Feng Dazhuang listened to him and knew that his price was too high. But he didn't care. It was a one-time deal, and Chen Feng wouldn't come again.

Seeing Chen Feng's refusal, Feng Dazhuang said, "In that case, let's go! I'll take you out of the barracks."

Chen Feng nodded, then tied the bedding roll on the back seat of the bicycle and followed Feng Dazhuang towards the gate of the military camp.

When they arrived at the gate, Feng Dazhuang handed the thing in his hand to Chen Feng. It was a cloth scroll of unknown origin and a letter.

After Chen Feng took it, Feng Dazhuang said, "Please bring these two things to your stationmaster."

After saying that, Feng Dazhuang turned around and walked towards the military camp.

Chen Feng curiously unfolded the cloth slowly, and a bright silk banner appeared before his eyes, with four large characters prominently embroidered on it: "Model of Supporting the Army".

Surprisingly, this banner was actually presented to the scrap yard!

Then, Chen Feng picked up the envelope and looked at it carefully. There were three words clearly written on the envelope - letter of praise.

He looked up at Captain Feng who had already walked away, and an impulse surged in his heart, wanting to catch up with him and ask him the reason. However, when his eyes met the soldier standing guard at the door, he stopped again.

With no other options, he had to ride his bicycle to Sijiu City in a depressed mood, full of questions.

Halfway through, seeing that there was no one around, Chen Feng put the bag and other items back into the space.

Suddenly, without the heavy burden, the bicycle became much lighter and his pedaling speed increased significantly.

When Chen Feng returned to Sijiu City, he did not go back to the scrap yard immediately, but returned to the courtyard.

When he returned to the courtyard, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

This time, he did not meet Yan Fugui at the gate as usual. Perhaps it was because he had classes this afternoon, so he did not wait at the gate to "rob".

Walking into the middle courtyard, Chen Feng found that the yard was unusually quiet and there was almost no one in sight.

Without Jia Zhang's presence, those people who liked gossip also disappeared, and the whole yard became exceptionally quiet.

Such an environment makes Chen Feng feel very comfortable. He can quietly enjoy this rare quietness.

Chen Feng returned home and looked at the slightly dusty house. Without saying a word, he started cleaning.

After all, he has been living in the military camp for the past half month, so naturally there is no one to take care of the house.

He started with the bedroom, wiping every corner carefully and gently brushing away the dust on the furniture.

Then he went to the living room and swept the floor with a broom, not leaving out any dust.

Finally, he walked into the kitchen and carefully cleaned the pots and pans, restoring them to their former cleanliness.

After cleaning the room, Chen Feng went to the kitchen again and put the extinguished stove and coal briquettes into the space.

After completing these tasks, he returned to the main room, bolted the door, and made sure it was safe. Then, he entered the space.

After entering the space, Chen Feng first lit the stove. Then, he took a hot bath to wash away the fatigue and dust on his body.

After taking a shower, he washed the clothes he had taken off and hung them on the clothes rack to dry. Only after doing this did he leave the space with satisfaction.

After leaving the space, Chen Feng reopened the door to the main room. He quickly walked to the kitchen and put the stove back in its place.

I raised my arm and looked at my watch. The hand pointed to four o'clock. Time passed so quickly!

Chen Feng locked the door again and pushed his bicycle out of the courtyard.

Chen Feng rode his bicycle slowly to the street office. After chatting with Old Man Huang at the door for a few words, Chen Feng entered the gate of the street office.

Chen Feng went straight to Director Wang's office door and knocked. After hearing "Come in", Chen Feng pushed the door open and entered the office.

Director Wang, who was flipping through the documents, saw that it was Chen Feng, so he covered the document and put it aside, then asked Chen Feng:

"Chen Feng! I don't usually see you here! How come you have time to come to my place today?"

Chen Feng walked to Director Wang's desk and said with a smile, "I'm usually afraid of disturbing your work, so I don't dare to come!"

Director Wang smiled when he heard what Chen Feng said, tapped Chen Feng with his fingers a few times, and then said, "Tell me! What do you want to see me for? I know you wouldn't come to me if you didn't have anything to do!"

Chen Feng still said with a playful smile, "Director Wang is wise! You can tell at a glance that I have something to talk to you about!"

Director Wang also smiled and said, "Okay, if you have something to say, just say it. Stop flattering me. I won't fall for it!"

When Chen Feng heard Director Wang say this, he spoke up, "Director Wang, I'm almost 20 years old now. It's time for me to find a wife."

"I want to repair the house, raise it a little, and make a split floor. This way, I can have more children and they will be able to live there!"

After listening to what Chen Feng said, Director Wang did not comment on Chen Feng raising the height of the house. Instead, she said, "Chen Feng, I remember you are eighteen this year, right? How come you are almost twenty?"

Chen Feng explained with a smile, "Hey! My birthday is on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month. Isn't it coming soon? I will be nineteen years old by my birthday, twenty in lunar age!"

Director Wang smiled and nodded at Chen Feng a few times, then said, "How can you calculate age like this!"

Chen Feng smiled and said indifferently, "Director Wang, don't worry about how I calculate my age, just tell me whether my house can be raised higher!"

Director Wang stopped smiling, and then said cheerfully, "Your house is not next to other people's houses, so you can raise it higher, but not too high!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng quickly said, "Director Wang, my eaves are more than three meters high, I will add it to five meters, it won't be too high!"

Director Wang nodded and said, "That's fine. I'll find two forms for you. Fill them out. I'll keep one for you and you can take the other one back with you."

After Director Wang finished speaking, he stood up, walked to the cabinet next to him, found two forms, and handed them to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng took the form and started filling it out. After finishing, Chen Feng handed the form back to Director Wang for a look.

Director Wang checked it and found no problem, then signed the form and stamped it. Finally, he handed another one to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng took the form, folded it, and put it in his pocket. Then Chen Feng was about to say goodbye to Director Wang.

At this time, Director Wang suddenly said, "By the way, Chen Feng, have you found a construction team to repair the house?"

Chen Feng didn't know why Director Wang asked this, but he still answered honestly, "Not yet! I plan to ask our webmaster if there is anyone reliable to recommend!"

When Director Wang heard Chen Feng say no, he said, "I do have a reliable person here. Do you want to meet him, Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng saw that Director Wang had said so, so he said with a smile, "Since it was recommended by Director Wang, I would like to meet him anyway! I wonder who it is?"

Director Wang said with a smile, "Chen Feng, you are the only one who can talk! He is a resident of our street, living in the third yard of the alley opposite yours."

"The master's surname is Lei, and he has very good skills. Our street office sometimes asks him to do work."

After Chen Feng heard the last name and address, he said to Director Wang, "I understand, Director Wang. I will go to his house tomorrow to see how he quotes. If he is suitable, I will hire him."

After that, Chen Feng said to Director Wang, "Director Wang, please go ahead and do your work! I'll be back first!"

Director Wang nodded and said, "Okay, then you can go back first!"

After hearing what Director Zhang said, Chen Feng immediately stood up, nodded to show that he understood, then turned and left the office.

When he walked to the door, he deliberately closed it gently, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people inside.

Chen Feng did not stay in the street office for too long, but walked quickly towards the bicycle parked in the yard.

He pushed the cart skillfully and walked towards the door. When he passed the reception room, he did not forget to say hello to Old Man Huang and said he was leaving.

Old Man Huang looked at his departing back with a faint smile on his face.

Afterwards, Chen Feng rode his bicycle away from the street office, and his figure gradually disappeared at the end of the street.