The couple made a living in the 1950s

Her two little granddaughters have different personalities.

They are equally lively and cute, but the younger granddaughter is inexplicably more lively than the older granddaughter.

At night, Dabao coaxes his son to sleep.

He kisses his sleeping little face before putting him to sleep on his own in the crib.

Meng Xiaoou holds his hand, and the two of them lie down on the bed.

Dabao turns over and looks into her eyes, and can't help leaning down to kiss her.

He can't kiss his wife's face enough.

She is a woman as elegant as a chrysanthemum, but she is charming in her bones.

He likes to see her forgetting herself for him the most.

He has already picked this high-collared flower, so he can't bear to let it go.

"Don't... Qingyi..."

Meng Xiaoou raised her hand in a daze and patted the man on her body.

Still couldn't attract his pity.

In a trance, she heard his low and happy voice in her ears.

"Wife, we haven't done it for too long."

"You should feel sorry for me too."

The next morning, Meng Xiaoou went downstairs to make breakfast.

Li Fanglei had already put all the breakfast in the pot and was waiting for the food to be cooked.

After breakfast, Lin Manyu rode her bicycle to the office as usual.

Because the eldest son was on vacation at home, Ah Heng did not go to the nursery of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau with his mother.

Instead, he stayed at home and was taken care of by his father.

Everyone in the family went to work one after another.

Dabao was sitting under the awning and staring at his eldest son in his arms.

The little guy didn't cry, just blinked his big eyes and looked at him.

His heart melted when he saw it.

Dong Dong Dong...

Dabao was staring at his son in a trance when he heard a knock on the door outside the moon gate.

He didn't rush to open the door, holding his eldest son and walking towards the door.

When he opened the moon gate, he saw Zhu Lili standing outside the door with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

Zhu Lili saw that it was him who opened the door, and couldn't help staring at him for a while.

The eldest son of the Bai family looked too much like his father, just like they were carved out of the same mold.

She couldn't help but be a little dazed.

She arranged a blind date and got married, but she didn't expect that the couple didn't make it to the end.

In this marriage, she has a little daughter.

Now that she thinks about it, her little daughter is her only comfort in those years.

Dabao met Zhu Lili's eyes and habitually raised his eyebrows slightly.

Is this person looking at others through him?

Thinking of this, his eyes gradually became complicated.

Zhu Lili came back to her senses a little and smiled.

"Qingyi, wait for your mother to come back."

"Tell her that I will visit her in the evening."

"I want to ask her something."

She saw Dabao nod, then turned around and walked home.

At this time, in the Beijing Public Security Bureau.

After Lin Yuyu finished her work, she put down her abacus and sat at her desk to knit a sweater.

The sooner the winter clothes for the eldest grandson at home are prepared, the better.

The office was quiet, and everyone was doing their own things.

Since the last suspicion, someone in the bureau wanted to open her correspondence.

She never found anything suspicious in her correspondence again.

This matter was left unresolved.

Zhang Liyan, in her peripheral vision, saw Lin Yuyu sitting there.

The years were peaceful, but she was jealous and restless.

She raised her hand and gently stroked her belly, and the complexity that flashed in her eyes was hard to catch.

If there was a child here, she would not be so passive in front of her husband.

She had never been so fortunate that Lin Yuyu's family had connections that made people jealous.

Otherwise, her husband would fall in love with a woman who was nearly 20 years older than her.

She would really become a joke.

Lin Yuyu didn't know about Zhang Liyan's little thoughts yet.

However, even if she knew, she wouldn't care.

At this moment, she was reading the letter sent back by her little daughter.

Their little daughter lived well in the military compound.

The letter was all about family matters.

The words were ordinary but warm.

Lin Yuyu looked at the letter in her hand carefully, afraid of missing a word.

She didn't know that her little daughter's peaceful life was about to start to be disturbed.

At this time, the Finance Department of Yang City Post and Telecommunications Bureau.

Everyone was doing their own work, and for a while, the abacus beads in the office were clacking.

At noon, Sanbao and Wang Lihong went to the cafeteria to line up for lunch as usual.

Today, Sanbao's line was faster than Wang Lihong's.

She looked at Wang Hongli with her lunch in her hand. There were more than ten people in front of her before she could get her lunch.

Sanbao turned around quickly and looked for an empty seat for them to have lunch.

As soon as she sat down, a woman in her forties sat down on the other side of the table.

Time had not been kind to her, and she had deep wrinkles between her eyebrows and at the corners of her eyes.

Wang Guifang looked at the girl in front of her.

Displeasure flashed across his face, heMy son is handsome and has a good job.

If I really marry such a witch, I'm afraid she won't be able to stay at home for long.

She tried to force a smile on her face and stared at Sanbao with her triangular eyes.

"Are you the little girl who is often with Wang Hongli?"

"What's your name and where do you live?"

"I'll pick one for our Huaijun. If I don't find a suitable daughter-in-law by then."

"I'll let the matchmaker go to your house to propose marriage."

Sanbao listened to her and his face became colder and colder.

She couldn't help but think of Zhou Guoping, whom she met in Beijing before.

Since he was beaten and couldn't come to work, she didn't pay attention to him anymore.

Later, she and Brother Mingbo got a marriage certificate.

Little by little, she forgot that there was such a person as Zhou Guoping.

Now, she looked at the woman who was chattering in front of her.

Her heart sank.

"Who is your son? Is he planning to destroy the military marriage?"

Wang Guifang was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Sanbao without blinking.

"What military marriage?"

"My husband is a soldier."

Sanbao said, raised her hand and picked up the chopsticks to eat.

Today, the canteen has one meat and one vegetable with braised pork slices and roasted eggplant.

The braised pork slices made by the chefs are delicious.

In her opinion, she is more likable than the inexplicable woman in front of her.

Wang Guifang saw her eating meat happily and couldn't help swallowing her saliva secretly.

"Are you married?"

When Sanbao nodded, she immediately stood up and walked out of the cafeteria.

She had the most promising son in the family.

She couldn't ruin his future because of a woman.

When Wang Hongli came to Sanbao with an aluminum lunch box.

Wang Guifang had already left for a long time.

Sanbao swallowed the braised pork in his mouth and raised his hand to look at Wang Hongli.

"You and Zhang Huaijun, are you still in contact?"

Wang Hongli was slightly stunned when she heard this.

She just remembered who Zhang Huaijun was.

She quickly shook her head, "My mother has already agreed with the matchmaker not to have any contact with him. "

My family is looking for someone else for me now.

Sanbao nodded when she heard this, and she didn't stop eating without saying anything.

Until the two of them finished lunch and returned to the department, they didn't meet Zhang Huaijun and his mother again.

Time always passes quickly in the afternoon when there is no work to do.

Sanbao put down the enamel teacup in her hand and looked at the watch on her wrist.

There are still twenty minutes to get off work.

After get off work, she took a small wooden stool to the door of Zhongjie Department Store as usual to wait for the military vehicle to go home.

She saw from a distance that the military vehicle was parked in a fixed position.

A group of military dependents stood next to the military vehicle and talked.

When she got closer, she saw Zhang Cuiyan here too.

A trace of doubt flashed through her mind. Are the students already on summer vacation?

At this moment, Zhang Cuiyan also saw Sanbao.

Wave to call her over.

"Just got off work?"

"Well, what about you? No class! ”

“Commissar Jiang’s family has no children, so it’s normal that they are not well-informed about the school news.”

“This morning, the army arranged for primary school students to watch the soldiers’ training.”

“After watching the training, go home.”

Before Zhang Cuiyan could speak, a female comrade standing near the two of them spoke first.

Sanbao tilted his head slightly to look at her, his face darkening.

This is a strange woman, and he has never seen her before.

Zhang Cuiyan saw that Sanbao was unhappy, so she took her hand and found a good seat in the military vehicle to sit down.

The two sat together.

“The one who spoke just now is Fu Chunying, Fu Xiaomei’s aunt.”

“She also works in the art troupe, and her husband is Gu Deren, the head of the 34th Regiment.”

“She lives in the family building next to us. "

Sanbao smiled and nodded when he heard this.

It dawned on him that Fu Xiaomei was Mingbo's bad luck.

Before Mingbo submitted his marriage report, several female comrades in the art troupe were optimistic about him.

Zhang Cuiyan saw that she didn't say anything, so she took out a handful of peanuts from her pocket and put them in her hand, indicating that she was welcome.

Sanbao looked at the peanuts in his hand and was slightly stunned.

He looked up at her with a smile and ate the peanuts by himself.

She and her brothers started high school at the age of seven, and there were no other friends of the same age around her except Leilei.

From childhood to adulthood, classmates in the class disliked their young age and didn't like to play with them.

The elder brother and the younger brother didn't meet some like-minded friends until they were in college.

She was not so lucky. The only new friend she met when she grew up was her elder sister-in-law.

In Yang City, she got along well with Wang Hongli.

Then there was Zhang Cuiyan in front of her.

After a while, everyone got on the bus one after another.

In addition to the soldiers driving the military vehicle, there was also a guard sitting in the co-pilot.

In case of emergency.

There were still not many people in the car today. The militaryThe family members sat together in twos and threes.

The military vehicle shed was surrounded by rainproof cloth, and usually only family members and soldiers returning to the team were allowed to sit.

When the vehicle was on the road, it would inevitably attract more glances from people.

Fu Chunying sat on the outermost side, fearing that the people under the vehicle could not see her.

I don’t know, she can sit in the car.

Sanbao looked at her smug look and suddenly let go of her rudeness just now.

I don’t want to socialize with such a person.

When the military vehicle stopped at the entrance of the army, it was almost half past six.

Sanbao got off the car and saw Jiang Mingbo standing not far from the entrance.

She smiled and said goodbye to Zhang Cuiyan, and walked towards him.

Every day when she went home, as long as Brother Mingbo was not working.

He would wait for her at the place where she got off the car.

Jiang Mingbo looked at his young wife who was slowly walking towards him.

He couldn’t help but take a few steps forward and secretly touch her little hand.

The two walked home while talking.

Jiang Mingbo lowered his head slightly and looked at the person next to him.

"Tonight, there is pickled cabbage and pork in the canteen."

"I'll fry another plate of eggs, and we can eat when we get home later."

Sanbao looked at Brother Mingbo in front of her, who was waiting for her to praise him, and her heart softened.

She took advantage of the setting sun and the surrounding trees to cover her, smiled and tiptoed to touch his hair.

My mother was right, a man is a teenager until he dies.

As soon as they walked downstairs of the family building, they heard a noise coming from upstairs.

Sanbao and Jiang Mingbo looked at each other tacitly before going upstairs.

In their building, today the children of this family fight with the children of that family.

Tomorrow this family will throw onions, and the other family will throw garlic.

From time to time, they will quarrel because of this or that thing.

Liu Dahua's family moved in late and was assigned to the middle household.

She was always upset because her family's area was smaller than the two households in the east and west.

She felt that her husband was a regiment commander, while Zhang Cuiyan's deputy regiment commander Liu An was a deputy regiment commander.

They should not be allowed to live in the middle household.

In fact, all three houses had two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom.

The area was three or four square meters different.

Now, there was no vacant house in the army that could be exchanged for them.

Liu Dahua knew that her needs could not be met in a short time.

In the family building, everyone was disliked.

When the couple went upstairs, they heard Pan Zhaodi crying.

Sanbao thought it had nothing to do with them, so he took Jiang Mingbo's hand and continued to go home.

"Jiang Zhengwei's family, wait a minute."

As the two of them were about to go upstairs, Pan Zhaodi's voice came from behind.

Sanbao glanced at Jiang Mingbo, and hurriedly walked a few steps home to close the door.

"Jiang Zhengwei, why are you alone?"

"Where is your wife?"

Jiang Mingbo frowned slightly and looked at Pan Zhaodi.

Seeing this, she couldn't help swallowing the remaining words in her mouth.

"Qingshu, go home and cook."

"What do you have to do?"

"No... no..."

Jiang Mingbo watched her go downstairs before turning back home.

He opened the door and saw that the food was already on the table in the small hall.

The person sitting at the table was looking at him with a smile.

"What did she want to talk to me about?"

"No."

"Do you want to wash your hands?"

Jiang Mingbo saw his young wife nod and took her to the bathroom.

Sanbao looked at the man standing behind her, helping her wash her hands seriously.

She turned around, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his chin.

"Brother Mingbo, I want a child."

"If you want to have a baby, we will have one."

Sanbao felt the momentary stiffness of the person behind him and his slightly trembling voice.

He lowered his head, looking puzzled.

Brother Mingbo was a little excited.

She didn't look in the mirror, so she naturally missed the slightly raised corners of the lips of the person behind her.

Jiang Mingbo saw that both of them had washed their hands.

Then he took Sanbao's hand and sat at the table to eat dinner.

"Wife, why do you want to have a baby?"

Sanbao swallowed the food in her mouth after hearing his words.

Looking at him seriously, did Brother Mingbo always think that he didn't want to have a baby?

Jiang Mingbo met Sanbao's gaze and felt a little guilty.

"Later, I started not using birth control products, and I really wanted to make you pregnant."

"I always thought that you didn't remind me to use birth control products because you forgot about it."

"Hehe..."

Sanbao finally laughed out loud when she saw his anxious look.

"So, you always thought I didn't want to have a baby?"

"When we just got married, you never forgot to remind me to use contraception no matter what the situation was."

"So, I thought you didn't want to have a baby yet..."

"That is to say, every time we don't use birth control products."

"You took advantage of my lust and deliberately didn't use them."

Sanbao, looking at the dark flash in Jiang Mingbo's eyesOf course.

My heart was filled with pain.

I couldn't help but touch his hair again, "Why would I not want to have a child for both of us?"