Having settled the matter, Cheng Su felt as if the sky had turned a few shades bluer, and what pleased her most was that Qi Taiguo had generously given her fifty yuan—for household expenses and to purchase some necessities.
Clutching the Great Unity bills with a beaming smile, she said, "Don’t worry, with me at home."
Her smiling face dazzled Qi Taiguo, who snorted, "Real money grubber," and then added, "You’re not familiar with this area, let Chunhua and the others accompany you to the farmers market and the supply and marketing cooperative when they’re free, to learn the way around."
"Okay!" Cheng Su asked, "Will you be coming back for dinner tonight? I can buy some meat and make a couple of good dishes, to celebrate the start of our cohabitation?"
Qi Taiguo felt awkward hearing that word and said, "Up to you!"
"Then, come back when it’s time!" Cheng Su smiled again, turned around, found paper and pen, and began wandering around the house, making a list of everything they were missing.
Without lingering, Qi Taiguo went back to the military base, but the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, so much so that when people at the base saw his content expression, they said his wife’s arrival had improved his mood—that getting a wife was indeed the right thing to do.
Was it really the case?
Touching his own face, Qi Taiguo remembered Cheng Su’s "three rules," and his smile subsided, ’Great, isn’t it? Still out of reach.’
Forget it, he too was a proud man. If Cheng Su wanted to play it this way, then let’s see who ends up winning this game!


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