Qi Taiguo had gone to the unit for his shift, and Cheng Su stayed home to familiarize herself with the new environment. She was led by two neighbors to see the kitchen on the other side, which belonged to her own home.
There was a separate gas stove that Qi Taiguo had arranged for. However, according to Chunhua and the others, he rarely cooked, usually getting his meals from the cafeteria. At most, he would make some midnight snacks, like cooking some noodles.
That’s why the cooking condiments consisted of only a packet of salt, a small bottle of oil, and a bottle of soy sauce.
"Now that you’re here, Sister-in-law Qi, I think this gas stove and the likes should start to be put to good use!" Chunhua said with a giggle, looking at Cheng Su.
Cheng Su offered a shy smile, glanced at the gas stove and a pot, and then surveyed the kitchen. It really wasn’t much to speak well of. There was no exhaust hood—the walls were already coated with a greasy film from cooking, looking a bit dirty.
Looking further into the kitchen, there was a row of shower stalls and toilets, simply divided to the left and right from where the kitchen utensils were placed. Each small wooden door was painted red. Whether it was a shower stall or a toilet, none of them were entirely enclosed, meaning they were open at the top. If someone were to use the toilet while another was cooking...
She closed her eyes slightly, banishing that awkward image, but she knew reality did not allow for pickiness. After all, the times were such, and having a gas stove rather than needing to start a fire was a considerable luxury.
A good life needed to be created with one’s own hands. If she wanted to live the life she yearned for, hard work and perseverance were necessary.
After exchanging pleasantries, Cheng Su returned to her quarters to take a good look around her new home, inside and out.
The bachelor life was nothing to compliment; dust was everywhere in the house. Fortunately, there wasn’t much furniture. Since Qi Taiguo lived alone, it wasn’t too chaotic—a good cleaning would suffice.
She was new here and not in a hurry. After scouting around inside and out, she finally sat down.
When it was around six o’clock, someone knocked on her door. Cheng Su went to open it and saw a young soldier smiling, lifting a metal lunchbox in his hand.

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