Li Chunhua hesitated for two seconds, and then said: "The hostess of that family is Qiao Wanzhi, and her father is the director of a textile factory in the city. It is said that he was framed and sent to the countryside before, and he only returned to the factory a few years ago."
"Qiao Wanzhi married Deputy Commander Cui at that time just to avoid going to the countryside."
"She has a bit of an arrogant personality and doesn't usually interact with others. If you meet her on weekdays, you don't need to say much, just say hello."
Li Chunhua felt that a gentle and beautiful girl like Fu Xueyao, who was so enthusiastic towards her, must be no less good towards others.
Originally, she didn't want to say this more, but she was a little afraid that her hot face would be hurt by her cold butt.
Fu Xueyao could hear the good intentions in Li Chunhua's words.
She responded: "I understand, thank you sister-in-law for telling me these things."
Although Sister-in-law Yang loves to gossip, she will not speak ill of others in an exaggerated manner.
What I just told her about the family home only gave her a general understanding of the place. In addition, I also told some interesting things, which was also fun to listen to.
Li Chunhua picked up the sour plum soup and took another sip. This was already her second cup: "By the way, besides this, I also want to tell you something."
Fu Xueyao nodded and said warmly: "Sister-in-law, tell me."
Li Chunhua lowered her voice: "Have you heard of Zhou Zhiyun from the art troupe here?"
Zhou Zhiyun? She had never heard of this name, but when she mentioned the art troupe, Fu Xueyao remembered that Meng He seemed to have said when she came here by car yesterday that several girls in the art troupe were attracted to Lu Xingzhou.
Maybe Zhou Zhiyun is one of them.
I have to say that Fu Xueyao did indeed tell the truth.
Before Fu Xueyao could reply, Li Chunhua said to herself: "But you just moved here yesterday, so you probably haven't heard of it."
"Zhou Zhiyun is the most beautiful girl in our army art troupe. At that time, many officers wanted to go on a blind date with her."
Even her old Li was polite to Zhou Zhiyun, but it would be nice if her family knew about this. Yang Chunhua couldn't help curling her lips when she thought of this.
"But I think you are much prettier than her."
She didn't say this because she didn't like Zhou Zhiyun.
She felt that Fu Xueyao was prettier than Zhou Zhiyun based on her facial features, her skin was fairer, and her temperament was completely different. She couldn't tell exactly.
But Yang Chunhua just felt that Fu Xueyao was more beautiful than Zhou Zhiyun from the art troupe.
Fu Xueyao is like this. Although she is beautiful, she feels gentle, humble, and approachable. Like an orchid, she is elegant, noble and unassuming, and people can't help but feel good about her.
Yang Chunhua: "At that time, she only liked deputy captain Lu of your family. Many people knew about it at that time. She was delivering meals to your men and knitting scarves. Most of the people in our family home at that time Everyone thought they could make it."
"But I was still rejected by Deputy Commander Lu in front of him. Later I heard about your marriage to Deputy Commander Lu."
She looked at Fu Xueyao, who was worried that she was overthinking, and spoke again.
"But don't worry, your family Xingzhou is so kind to you, he must only have you in his heart."
"I don't mean to make you think too much by mentioning this. I just want you to have some peace of mind. As you know, there are many people in this family home, and some things may change if they are spread around."
Anyway, different people have different opinions on this matter, and some military wives in this family home don't know what to say.
It would be bad if some people accidentally said something in front of Fu Xueyao and caused some conflicts between Vice President Lu and Fu Xueyao.
Now these two people are living so happily. It would be unfair if there was disharmony due to other people's nonsense.
After listening to Yang Chunhua's words, Fu Xueyao didn't feel much at all.
Although she had not been with Lu Xingzhou for too long, she also understood his character.
He doesn't treat feelings as a child's play, and treats feelings very straightforwardly. If he likes it, he likes it, and if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it.
And they were both single at that time.
There is nothing wrong with that girl taking the initiative when she meets someone she likes.
Fu Xueyao actually admires this kind of person who is brave enough to pursue love. After all, as far as she is concerned, she does not have the courage.
And this was in the 1980s when emotions were relatively reserved. She might not have the courage in modern times.
Lu Xingzhou didn't like the woman and was the first to express his position, and he wouldn't hang on to her.
No matter how you look at it, this is a very normal thing.
Yang Chunhua looked at her watch. She had to go back to cook lunch at this time, and her old man Li had to come back for lunch at noon.
This watch is the only gift Li Hong gave her, and it has been for several years.
She doesn't have to worry about the two older children. They only have to cook for three people when they eat in the school cafeteria, which is a lot easier. At least the dishes can be washed less and the rice can be cooked less.
"Xiaoyao, I'll go back and make lunch first. Next time you come to my house to sit."
After speaking, Li Chunhua stood up and pulled her clothes.
Fu Xueyao also smiled and agreed: "Okay, I will sit with you when I have time."
She sent the person to the door, and after closing the door, Fu Xueyao remembered that the clothes she had just washed hadn't been dried yet.
Then he picked up another bucket and put the newly washed clothes in it, and then went to the room to find some hangers.
Hold the clothes in one hand and the hanger in the other. Come to the balcony to dry your clothes.
But now Fu Xueyao was in trouble again. The clothes drying pole on the balcony was too high, and there was no clothes pole to support it. She couldn't reach it at her height.
Thinking about the distance, Fu Xueyao went to the living room to move a stool, and then hung all the clothes to dry.
After finishing everything, Fu Xueyao exhaled and clapped her hands.
This still requires a clothes pole.
She lowered her eyes and raised her right wrist to check the time. It was already eleven o'clock in the morning, and Lu Xingzhou would be home in more than an hour.
Fu Xueyao, who originally wanted to go downstairs for a walk, couldn't help but feel a little sleepy again.
That's fine, just take a short rest on the sofa and have a hot lunch as soon as you wake up.
Fu Xueyao went to the room and took a small blanket to cover herself, took a pillow to lean on, and blew the fan on her thighs, slowly falling into a peaceful dreamland.
Lu Xingzhou came back from dinner and knocked on the door several times, but no one came to open the door.
