Chapter 037 Chapter 37 and 38 (two-in-one)

"I can finally rest today." Hang Xiulan stretched out while lying on her bed, "Comrades, what are your plans for today?"

"Go to the library. "

Enclosed."

"Enclosed."

...

"I'm going to go to the museum." Xiong Zhaodi was sitting by the bed and putting on her shoes.

There was another person who didn't speak. Hang Xiulan lay on the bedside and lowered her head, "Lin Yilan, what are you going to do?"

Ever since Lin Yilan's "love rumors" came out in school last time, she always felt guilty when she saw Lin Yilan. Although she had nothing to do with her, she always felt that she had something to do with the spread of the incident.

Lin Yilan didn't know the richness of Hang Xiulan's heart. Because of today's agreement, she got up early in the morning and was now preparing to go out.

"I have something to do."

"I'll probably come back in the evening. I'll pay my respects to you all." Then, she left the dormitory with her bag on her back.

The remaining seven people who stayed in dormitory 406 looked at each other in confusion as they looked at Lin Yilan's graceful departure.

"Busy, really busy."

"He is indeed the busiest in our dormitory."

"We will be busy on Sundays, so we can't be left behind.

I'm going to the library."

"Wait for me, I'll come with you."

After a while, 406 There were only two people left in the dormitory.

Hang Xiulan closed her mouth. She didn't want to yawn, "What, what, what is this."

Xiong Zhaodi looked at the only person still lying on the bed in the dormitory, "I'm going out too, if you go out, remember Lock the door."

Just as Hang Xiulan was about to say something, she heard the door slamming.

Good guy, she is the only one in the dormitory.

Damn, these people are really awesome.

Forget it, she might as well continue to sleep in.

Not even two seconds after she closed her eyes, the scene of these people carrying her to study appeared in her mind.

"Fuck, I'm not going to sleep anymore. I'm going to the library too."

She was afraid that even if she fell asleep, she would wake up in her sleep because she didn't study.

"Sneeze."

Lin Yilan, who was waiting at the traffic light, looked at the traffic policeman in front of her and rubbed her nose.

Who is talking about her?

"Beep beep——" The whistle was blown.

Lin Yilan watched the traffic policeman wave the small flag in his hand, quickly put aside the mess in his mind and pedaled on his bicycle.

As I rode my bike around an alley, the noises of all kinds of life around me immediately came.

The sounds of pots and pans banging, the voices of men and women, young and old, the sounds of pressing water, splashing water, and the occasional bicycle bell.

All mixed together to form the unique life of Hutong.

After turning a few corners, Lin Yilan took out a note from her messenger bag.

After confirming that she was on the right track, she parked her bicycle aside and knocked on the door in front of her.

"Here it comes! Here it comes!"

"Hello?"

Although the woman in front of her looked a little tired, she still couldn't hide her temperament.

Lin Yilan guessed that she was Zhao Qiangjun's wife Qin Juan, a very outstanding dancer in the art troupe.

She straightened her expression and stretched out her hand to say hello, "Hello, I'm Lin Yilan."

Qin Juan immediately showed a smile, enthusiastically stepped forward and held Lin Yilan's hand, "I know, dad told us . I’m sorry to trouble you today, Comrade Lin. "

Lin Yilan is most afraid of others being enthusiastic about herself. However, Qin Juan's enthusiasm seemed to be particularly gentle, making her feel like a spring breeze when he spoke, which made her even more embarrassed.

"Comrade Qin, you are too polite." But she still had to say what she needed to say, "Comrade Qin, I don't know if Uncle Zhao has made it clear to you. All I can do now is to help Brother Qiangjun." We provide some auxiliary tools, but if you want Brother Qiangjun to recover, you and your family will still have to work hard."

Qin Yan's eyes turned red, and she nodded seriously, "Dad told me, don't worry, Comrade Lin. You've already helped us a lot by coming over."

She blinked and said in an annoyed tone, "Look at me, I've been holding you outside the door for so long and talking. Please, Comrade Lin. Come in."

Lin Yilan saw that she was still going to get her bicycle, so she quickly pushed the bicycle into the yard.

Lin Yilan frowned as she lifted her bicycle across the threshold of the gate.

When she entered the courtyard, her first impression was that it was beautiful.

It can be seen that this yard has been carefully tidied up by the director. The lawn has been neatly built, flowers have been planted in some open spaces, and some vegetables have been planted on one side in a very life-like way.

Thinking of the current situation of the other owner of the house, Lin Yilan had to admire, "Comrade Qin, your house is really beautiful."

Qin Qui was obviously very proud of this, "I like this yard too," she said. He didn't know what he was thinking of, looking nostalgic. She turned her head and looked at Lin Yilan, "By the way, Comrade Lin, just call me Sister Qin like the little girls in our army. You don't need to call me Comrade Qin, it's strange."

Lin Yilan nodded, "Okay, then Just call me Xiaolin."

Under Qin Juan's arrangement, Lin Yilan found an open space and parked her bicycle.

"Dong-dong-" The sound of something hitting the ground.

Before Lin Yilan could react, she saw Qin Juan turning around and running to the door of the house in small steps, supporting a man with a one-handed crutch.

"Qiangjun, how did you come out?"

When she saw Zhao Qiangjun for the first time, except for his obvious one leg, Lin Yilan couldn't believe that this thin man who seemed to have only a few bones left was only older than her. A teenage soldier.

But when he raised his head, Lin Yilan was sure that the man in front of him must be a very powerful soldier.

At least the perseverance in his eyes allowed her to know that Zhao Qiangjun probably still had his own spirit. Compared with the ordinary people with unexpected disabilities she had seen in later generations, he looked much stronger.

"Comrade Zhao Qiangjun, I am Lin Yilan."

Lin Yilan stepped forward and greeted him, but did not extend her hand.

Zhao Qiangjun tried his best to force out what he thought was a warm smile, "Hello, Comrade Lin, I heard my father said, please come over today, please.

By the way, by the way, could you please ask Master Lin and your uncle for me?" Hello."

Lin Yilan nodded, trying to ignore his ferocious smile, "You're welcome, I'm very happy to do something for you, not to mention Uncle Zhao will give me a reward.

" All three were silent.

Lin Yilan felt that she couldn't stay so quiet anymore, so she said aloud: "Comrade Zhao Qiangjun, can I just call you by your name?"

Zhao Qiangjun nodded, "Then I'll just call you Xiao Lin."

"Brother Qiangjun, I won't be polite to you anymore. I have a heavy task today. Why don't we save time and start my work now?" Lin Yilan patted her schoolbag.

Zhao Qiangjun hummed.

In the following time, Lin Yilan first measured the required amount of data according to the usual measurement method for interior design. By the way, while measuring the data, she secretly observed the way they lived, especially Zhao Qiangjun.

"Qiangjun, what do you want?" Qin Qui saw Zhao Qiangjun getting up and immediately rushed to him to help him.

Lin Yilan looked at Zhao Qiangjun and frowned. His mouth moved and then closed again. It seemed that he wanted to say something, but he didn't speak again, but followed Qin Gu's movements.

Lin Yilan saw this kind of thing three times when measuring the dimensions of the wing room.

Immediately afterwards, she discovered that for some reason, Zhao Qiangjun often sat in one place for a long time. He drank as little water as possible. When eating lunch, Zhao Qiangjun ate as much as possible. He ate less than Qin Gu, who seemed to be in shape all year round.

She wrote down all these findings in her notebook. Whether it was related to her design work or not, she wrote it down, thinking that it might come in handy.

After she had taken all the measurements and was about to leave, she specifically looked for Qin Gu.

"Sister Qin, can I ask you a more private question?"

Qin's smile froze for a second, "Say."

Lin Yilan first glanced at Zhao Qiangjun sitting in the room to make sure he couldn't hear him. After the sound, he lowered his voice and asked: "I want to ask Brother Qiangjun how he solved the problem of going to the toilet?"

Qin Juan turned his head and glanced behind him in panic, and then nervously pulled Lin Yilan towards the yard. A few steps.

"Actually, Comrade Lin, you also discovered it, right?"

What did you discover?

Lin Yilan was filled with questions by Qin Juan's words. Just when she was about to ask questions, Qin Juan spoke.

"Qiangjun is controlling his eating and drinking every day in order to reduce the number of trips to the toilet."

Qin Juan sighed and said melancholy: "The reason why he did this is that he didn't want to use the toilet."

But she did not talk to him . Lin Yilan said the reason why Zhao Qiangjun didn't want to go to the toilet, but changed the topic and talked about the house.

"After Qiang Jun retired from the army due to injury, his unit originally arranged a job for him, but he refused. Therefore, the unit allocated the house that was originally assigned to Qiang Jun in advance. But the house was a building, and it was There is only one room available on the third floor. It is definitely inconvenient for Qiangjun’s legs to go up and down the stairs now, and I don’t have the strength to help him up to the third floor.

“My parents also felt that this house was not suitable for Qiangjun . They found a way to sell the house to someone else, and then bought the yard with the money from the sale, some money they added, and part of the money given by Qiangjun's brothers and sisters. "

"The yard is convenient . , but going to the toilet is really not as convenient as in the building. People here either go to the public toilet or prepare a spittoon at home."

Although the words were vague, Lin Yilan immediately guessed how Zhao Qiangjun solved his physiological problem. questionable.

Qin Qui rubbed his brows, with an indelible tiredness on his face, "The spittoons are collected every day. I think it's very convenient, but Qiang Jun doesn't think so."

"He seems to be unable to accept me emptying the spittoons for him, obviously before He was the one who took care of me when my leg was broken. "I am

so thirsty that I don't even drink a sip of water every day, and I don't want to eat more. I don't know what to do now."

With tears in his eyes, Qin Qui took out his handkerchief from his school bag.

"Sister Qin, have you talked to the doctor about Brother Qiangjun's current situation?" She didn't know if there were any psychiatrists in the country, but there should be experts in psychological research in the army. "Or do Brother Qiangjun and his army have psychological counseling services? They should be able to help Brother Qiangjun with this situation."

Qin Qui took a handkerchief and gently nodded at the corner of her eyes. She nodded, "Dad and I They all looked for psychological counseling doctors in the army, but Brother Qiangjun didn't want to go."

Lin Yilan sighed when she saw someone who was more stubborn than herself.

She didn't know how to help at the moment. Forcing the cow to drink water would not bring any good results.

Looking at Qin Gu, who was still very beautiful with tears in her eyes, reminded Lin Yilan of the heroine in the Qiong Yao drama. However, she hoped that Sister Qin Gu and Brother Qiang Jun would not have as many conflicts and twists and turns as in the Qiong Yao drama, and hoped that they could recover as soon as possible. Ordinary life.

With such hope in mind, Lin Yilan left their home in the night.

On the way home, the cold night wind blew against Lin Yilan's face. She stretched out her hand to pull the scarf up to her mouth, otherwise she always felt like her face would be blown open.

I have to say that the cold wind in winter in the north is really like a knife.

Although she had lived in the northern countryside before, she had never ridden a bicycle at night.

She squeezed her eyes so hard that she felt like her eyelashes were freezing.

The pedals on my feet were about to spark.

Arriving at the school gate, Lin Yilan came to a sudden stop, reached into the pocket of her military coat, took out her student ID card, and waved it to the guard.

"Okay, let's go in and come back early next time."

Lin Yilan gestured OK, shouted thank you, and got on the bicycle again, pedaling her legs very fast.

Entering the dormitory building, under the slightly critical gaze of the dormitory aunt, Lin Yilan was wrapped in a military coat like a moving mountain. She seemed bulky, but her body was light and flexible, making the mountain look like a spinach. Dyed green glutinous rice balls.

"Ouch -"

Hang Xiulan held up the broom and looked at the unknown object that rushed into the dormitory with a guarded look.

"Huh..." After Lin Yilan felt the heat in the dormitory, she took off her Lei Feng hat. As the temperature on her body came up, she took off her scarf and clothes little by little.

"I just realized it was you. Lin Yilan, why did you come back so late?"

Hang Xiulan's expression changed so much that everyone else in the dormitory immediately reacted.

After Lin Yilan put the military coat on her table, she heard the accusatory tone of the eldest lady Hang Xiulan, and she didn't want to say anything to Hang Xiulan.

Xiong Zhaodi coughed lightly next to her, "Xiaolan, just now we were talking about why you haven't come back yet."

"I wasted time chatting with a sister I know." Lin Yilan took out the notebook from her bag, "The main thing is I didn't pay attention to the time."

"Thank you for your concern. I will definitely go back to the dormitory at the time I promised." She glanced at everyone in the dormitory gratefully.

At a time when communications were not as developed and public security conditions were not as good as in later generations, they indeed had to pay more attention to their own safety.

Lin Yilan also reflected on herself in her mind. It was true that she had not grasped the time well today and had to go back to the dormitory so late. Fortunately, Sister Qin Juan and her family lived not far from the school and were in the city, otherwise it would be really unsafe.

Hang Xiulan held her neck high and looked out the window sideways, pretending to be in a daze. She only glanced at Lin Yilan secretly from time to time. "Okay, we accept your apology. Don't be unhappy."

Xiong Zhaodi glanced at Hang Xiulan speechlessly. She had never seen anyone with such a proud mouth.

As for Lin Yilan, she raised her head and smiled at Hang Xiulan, then lowered her head and started doing her own thing.

She planned to take advantage of the time when she had the clearest memory of Qin Qu and Zhao Qiangjun's family, and combined with today's measurement data, to draw a simple elevation of the house.

Especially the parts of the house that need major renovations.

When Lin Yilan looked up from this painting, it was already late at night.

Most of the other people in the dormitory have gone to bed, only Xiong Zhaodi opposite her is still reading.

"Sleeping?" Lin Yilan looked at Xiong Zhaodi and asked in a breathy voice.

Xiong Zhaodi put down the book in his hand and nodded.

Seeing Xiong Zhaodi get into bed, Lin Yilan blew out the candles.

In the following days, apart from attending classes, Lin Yilan was drawing the floor plan of Zhao Qiangjun's house and the revised design.

She designed the handrails based on what she observed Zhao Qiangjun's movement route that day, and then widened all the aisles in her home to at least 2070mm wide to ensure that Zhao Qiangjun can still turn around normally if he uses an electric wheelchair at home in the future.

Although electric wheelchairs have not yet appeared in China, the change has been implemented, and she believes that they will appear on the market soon.

Lin Yilan changed everything that needed to be changed, and tried to make the changes consistent with the overall style of the yard. She didn't want people who lived in the yard to complain about the designer's random changes to the house a few years later.

In order to better grasp the design style of houses such as courtyard houses, Lin Yilan also found a pile of books in the library and studied ancient architecture.

In her previous life, when she was in school, she had taken courses on ancient architecture, but the teaching during her undergraduate period was only superficial, which gave her a basic understanding. Later, during her graduate studies, she chose the direction and ancient architecture. It has nothing to do with it at all, so her understanding of ancient architecture can be said to be very shallow.

However, it is also possible that she is afraid of the knowledge of ancient architecture, which keeps her from going deeper.

Now that she has the opportunity to learn about ancient buildings again, and even see more of the "original appearance" of ancient buildings compared to later generations, it is considered a relatively lucky thing for Lin Yilan.

The more I read about ancient architecture, the more I admired Lin Huiyin and Liang Sicheng. Lin Yilan sighed deeply.

The more she looked at it, the less she dared to do anything. It was really difficult to paint the skin. She could make an imitation design, but it was too difficult to design the original charm of the house.

Lin Yilan took the pen and poked it in her face.

There is also the design of the bathroom, which is a very troublesome thing for her and the construction team.

Thinking of this, she wanted to go to Zhao Qiangjun and Qin Juan's house again when she had time.

Just when Lin Yilan was thinking wildly, there was a sudden voice above her head.

"Classmate Lin, are you drawing a design?"

She was so frightened that she dropped her pen and turned around with a look of horror, only to see Professor Wu standing not far behind her.

After Professor Wu spoke out, he also realized how offensive his actions just now were, "Sorry, classmate Lin, I scared you."

Lin Yilan waved her hand and stood up, "It's okay, Professor Wu."

So far away from her From a distance, you can clearly see that you are drawing a design. What a look in your eyes. It is better than that of young people.

I couldn't help being shocked inside.

Professor Wu walked to Lin Yilan's left hand side, about an arm's length away from her, "Can I take a look at the design drawings on your table?"

Lin Yilan nodded and handed him the paper on the table, "Wu Professor, this is just a sketch."

After receiving the design, Professor Wu picked up the reading glasses hanging around his neck and glanced at the design, "Is this the design of the courtyard house you drew?

" There are so many small places." He sighed softly while looking at it.

Lin Yilan was on the sidelines, silently waiting for the boss's comments.

Professor Wu read the drawings very quickly. After sorting out the design drawings in the previous order, he returned them to Lin Yilan.

"It's good, but there are a few places I want to ask you what you think." After looking around, he pointed to the hall not far away, "Can Mr. Lin go over there and answer my questions? ?"

Lin Yilan looked at the people coming and going in the hall and the two teachers sitting at the borrowing desk, and nodded, "Okay."

She packed up everything on the table, put it in her schoolbag, and left. Walked out of the study room.

I really didn’t expect the boss to be so kind. Even though he has not yet reached the national level, Lin Yilan knows very well that Professor Wu’s current status is not simple.

Professor Wu stopped when he reached a place where the teachers registered at the borrowing desk could see him. Lin Yilan also stopped beside him when he saw this.

"Professor Wu!"

"Professor Wu."

When the two teachers at the borrowing desk felt the movement, they quickly raised their heads and said hello.

Professor Wu responded: "Teacher Wang, Teacher Li, I will borrow the space in your library later. The students and I have some issues that we need to discuss. Is it convenient for you?"

One of the slightly fat female teachers looked at it with a smile. Lin Yilan then looked at Professor Wu and patted her chest, "Of course it's convenient. Professor Wu plans to teach students?"

"I often see this female classmate coming from the study room to draw design drawings. She must be an architect in the future. What a good idea."

Lin Yilan felt herself blushing. Every time she drew pictures, she would come to the study room to occupy a table, and every time she occupied a large space.

But this is not her intention. At this time, all design drawings must be drawn by hand. Many drawings require a large area, and the table in the dormitory is too small, and the lights in the dormitory are not as bright as those in the library. Lin Yilan couldn't help it either.

I didn’t expect that the teacher in the library would remember her in this way.

Professor Wu obviously understood why. He pointed to the side and said, "Teacher Wang, I'll talk to you next time."

Teacher Wang nodded and said quickly, "You're busy."

"Classmate Lin, is it convenient now?" Wu The professor looked at Lin Yilan with a smile.

Lin Yilan raised her hand, "Tell me."

Upon seeing this, Professor Wu asked readily: "Is the owner of your design designed for people with limited mobility?"

Lin Yilan nodded, "Yes, it is for a disabled veteran. Big brother did it."

Professor Wu nodded thoughtfully, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"How is your English level? Looking at your design drawings, I can see that you have great ideas in designing residences for people with limited mobility. In addition, you have also had several practical experiences. I would like to ask Are you interested in publishing a related paper?”