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After listening, Ding Jiahe nodded in understanding: "I understand, reserve the spot first, then run fast."

"I understand too!" Wang Yingxue grinned, her eyes shining brightly. "Defend our position firmly against external threats, and develop together internally."

"Hey~ Xiaoxue's summary is pretty good!" Ye Wenxi smiled and raised her finger, pointing at Wang Yingxue.

Wang Yingxue lowered her head, her lips curving upwards, a mixture of shyness and smugness.

After walking a few steps, the group passed a bus stop.

Ye Wenxi stopped and glanced at her watch: "It's past four o'clock, there's nothing much to do."

She turned to look at Ding Jiahe and Wang Yingxue, her eyes suddenly lighting up: "Shall we go to the department store?"

"Shall we talk about the next trade fair?" Ding Jiahe said, waving her hand. "It's alright, I've already finalized the trade fair arrangements. The next one will be at 300, it's their turn. The promotional materials have been sent to the publicity department, and the preparations have been arranged. I'll go and help with the preparations in a while."

Ye Wenxi shook her head and waved her hand, "No, we're not talking about business, just browsing! Let's go shopping."

Then, Ye Wenxi gestured with her chin towards Ding Jiahe and said, "Shouldn't you help us prepare things for the wedding?" Ye Wenxi looked at her with a grin.

Wang Yingxue immediately nodded: "Yes, yes! Okay, okay!"

Ding Jiahe looked at the two of them: "Are you really going?"

"Go! I brought money and tickets. If it's not enough, I have some here." Ye Wenxi patted her bag.

"Let's go, get in the car!" Ding Jiahe waved his hand.

A group of people took a bus to a nearby department store and started browsing in the home appliance section.

The shopping mall was bustling with activity, and the shelves were filled with a dazzling array of goods.

The home appliance section is on the second floor, and as soon as you go up there you can hear the humming of various electric fans.

Several single-tub washing machines were placed in the most conspicuous position. They had white metal shells with the "Seagull" or "Weili" logos printed on them, and were priced between 380 and 420 yuan.

There was a crowd gathered in front of the radio counter. There were "Red Lantern" brand radios and "Panda" brand radios. The desktop radios cost about 40 or 50 yuan, while the portable ones cost 70 or 80 yuan.

Ye Wenxi picked up a red lantern-branded TV and fiddled with it for a bit. He pulled out the antenna, turned the knob, and a section of a model opera aria drifted out from the crackling static.

Further inside is the electric kettle section. The kettles are made of aluminum and can be used to boil water as soon as they are plugged in. They are priced at 25 yuan each.

Ding Jiahe picked one up and weighed it in her hand: "We don't need a kettle, we can just use the stove to boil water."

"Using a stove is inconvenient, and you have to keep an eye on it," Ye Wenxi added. "If it doesn't work out, we'll just buy two electric kettles."

"Then why did you buy two?" Ding Jiahe raised an eyebrow.

Ye Wenxi winked at her: "Trust me, I've been there."

After buying a washing machine, an electric fan, and a radio, Ding Jiahe took a liking to a refrigerator and squatted down to examine it for a long time. However, when she looked at the price tag, she found that the domestic model cost over 800 yuan, while the imported model cost over 2,000 yuan.

"Never mind." She stood up, patted her pants, and turned to leave.

There aren't many electrical appliances available in this area.

Ding Jiahe strolled around for a while, and finally stopped in front of a lamp. The lampshade was made of colored spliced ​​glass, and when the light shone on it, it reflected colorful spots of light. It would create a special atmosphere when placed on the bedside table.

The price tag reads: Forty-eight yuan.

Ding Jiahe gritted her teeth and took out the money.

"Comrade, I'll take this table lamp."

Several people then accompanied her to the area for everyday home textiles.

"Hey, any news about your house? How many square meters is it?" Ye Wenxi asked while flipping through a stack of pillowcases.

"I don't know, it's not decided yet. Based on Wang Hao's level, he'll probably only get a two-bedroom apartment, similar to yours," Ding Jiahe said, flipping through the pillowcases.

"That's not right." Ye Wenxi put the pillowcase on the counter. "You're a first-class war hero who retired wounded after a battle, so you should be treated according to your standards. Shouldn't you at least get three wives?"

"Leave one room as a study. It will be convenient if your family members come to stay occasionally." After saying that, Ye Wenxi pulled out a red pillowcase embroidered with mandarin ducks.

Wang Yingxue picked up another one from the side, which was embroidered with a large red "double happiness" character.

Ye Wenxi pointed to the bright red one: "We have to buy a bright red one, for the wedding day. For everyday use, we can make one ourselves using our own fabric."

Ding Jiahe compared two red pillowcases and chose the one with the mandarin duck pattern: "Hello comrade, I'd like this pillowcase. Two, please."

After saying that, she continued the previous topic: "We don't need a study, and we don't work there as much as you do."

Ye Wenxi waved her hand: "Come on, we don't need it now. The business will grow bigger and bigger, and there will be a lot of things to do. Even if you don't use it for office work, having a spare room is a good idea—perhaps it's for the kids to live in later?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Jiahe raised her hand and slapped her: "You don't even have children yet? And you're still talking to me like that."

"I want it, we can upgrade to a three-bedroom apartment later. Lu Weidong is qualified now. If you don't ask for it now, it will be several years before Wang Hao is promoted to deputy regimental commander." Ye Wenxi patted Ding Jiahe's shoulder and pointed to the bed sheet and duvet cover area.

Ding Jiahe pondered for a moment, then remained silent.

She was too embarrassed to use this meritorious service to negotiate with the army.

To others, a first-class merit might be a universal certificate, but to Ding Jiahe, she was just the one who survived, and there was nothing to be proud of.

"Alright, let's not talk about that now." Ding Jiahe pointed to another pair of mandarin duck duvet covers in the counter. "Comrade, give me another set of these duvet covers, yes, the one that matches the pillowcases."

The sales clerk came over and asked, "Do you want the 1.5-meter one or the 2-meter one?"

"Two blankets... or one blanket?" Ding Jiahe was caught in a dilemma.

"Of course, just one!" Ye Wenxi exclaimed. "A married couple doesn't sleep in separate beds."

Ding Jiahe's face flushed instantly, and she reached out to slap her: "Hey, keep your voice down!"

After selecting the mandarin duck pillowcases, Ding Jiahe became interested in a stack of floral pillowcases and duvet covers next to her.

The pure cotton fabric feels soft to the touch, and the pattern looks clean and refreshing.

"This set feels pretty good too," she said, picking it up and shaking it. "How about I get this one too?"

"Jiahe, this set of pillowcases and bedding is enough." Wang Yingxue gently pulled her arm. "Your family will give you lots of gifts on your wedding day."

"Yes, yes, yes," Ye Wenxi nodded in agreement. "I didn't buy any of them at the time. They were all gifts from my sister-in-law and my parents-in-law, and they filled half a cabinet."

"Then... what else should we buy?" Ding Jiahe put the floral duvet cover back. "The military region will provide pots, pans, and utensils."

"You have money but don't know where to spend it? Just buy what you like, buy whatever you want." Ye Wenxi waved her hand. "Like that lamp just now, if you find it pleasing to the eye, then it's worth buying."

Ding Jiahe's eyes darted around for a moment, then she nodded vigorously.

Ye Wenxi suddenly grabbed her arm: "Come on, let's go buy you clothes!"

"What clothes are you buying?" Ding Jiahe was being dragged along. "I already have a ton of clothes from the clothing store, do I need to buy any more?"

"You don't have that outfit, you have to wear it!" Ye Wenxi said seriously.

Ding Jiahe stood there, pondering, "What is it?"

Ye Wenxi leaned close to her ear, a wide grin spreading across his face: "The red underwear you wore for your wedding."

Ding Jiahe froze for half a second, her face flushed red, and she slapped Ye Wenxi hard: "Ye Wenxi!"