Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s

Chapter 2278: Chapter 2214: Still Sulking

I suppose even if Meng Xinian were assigned such missions, he would try to avoid getting too close to others, wouldn’t he? Things like calling someone his wife definitely wouldn’t happen.

Chiang Xiao’s attention was immediately captured by the dorm when she saw it.

This dormitory actually came with a small courtyard!

There were rows and rows of houses, each with two floors. The first floor had a courtyard surrounded by a small wall, and you could see that most of the courtyards were planted with some melons and vegetables.

The second floor seemed to have a rooftop garden, because she could see some branches with green leaves peeking out beyond the rooftop railings.

Looking at this, the environment is really quite nice.

Although the houses were just made of green brick and cement.

Meng Xinian led her to the last building at the end of the first row and took her upstairs.

He took a left turn and stopped in front of a wooden door.

He set the things on the ground first, unwilling to let go of her hand with his other hand. He took out a key with one hand, opened the door, held her hand as they entered, and guided her to the sofa, letting her sit down.

”Sit here obediently and wait for me. I’ll bring the things in and get a basin of water so you can wash your face and hands.”

Chiang Xiao nodded.

Meng Xinian ruffled her hair, went out to bring the things in, set them aside, and closed and locked the door. He gave her another glance before going to get the basin and fill it with water.

Chiang Xiao sat there, looking around.

The room wasn’t big, about thirty square meters, but it seemed to have been divided into a living room, bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen.

The living room wasn’t big, of course. There was a long double wooden slat sofa, a small long coffee table, a table and a chair by the window, which was quite an old table.

On it were a stack of books, a table lamp, and a pen holder, which seemed to be Meng Xinian’s desk.

Then, on the other side, there was a rack with a wash cup, basin, and some sundries.

There were also two doors, one with a door, which was open. Looking in, she saw a row of hooks nailed to the wall with Meng Xinian’s clothes hanging on them.

That was probably the bedroom.

The other doorway had no door, and inside she saw a wooden plank set up as a stove.

She didn’t see a bathroom or toilet—could it be inside?

Chiang Xiao was already becoming restless, wanting to get up and look around.

The floor was cemented, as were the walls, without even a coat of white paint.

However, Meng Xinian had cleaned it very thoroughly.

She looked at the floor. This kind of smooth cement floor would feel nice to walk on barefoot in the summer.

Meng Xinian brought in a basin of water, with a pink towel with small floral patterns hanging over the side.

”The towel is new, as well as a wash cup and toothbrush. I prepared these earlier.”

As he spoke, Meng Xinian held his hand up in front of her to show her, ”I’ve washed my hands.”

He soaked the towel in water, wrung it out, unfolded it, and passed it to her. ”The road from the station to the camp was dusty, wasn’t it? Wipe yourself off.”

Chiang Xiao glanced at him, pouted slightly, and didn’t move.

Seeing her, Meng Xinian quickly squatted down and gently began wiping her face.

”Hmm, look at my little girl’s face, fair and rosy, smooth as a peeled boiled egg.”

Chiang Xiao responded, ”So eggs can roll, right?”

Meng Xinian paused, feeling a bit uneasy inside.

His little girl was still upset.

He continued squatting in front of her, wiping her face, and when he finished, he pulled her hand into the basin.