80 widows in the control group, eating melons and raising cubs are poor and happy

Bai Liu and Song Jiaying were stunned for a moment at the same time, and followed the voice and looked at the person who came, a round-faced young man.

There were several young soldiers behind him.

"Wait a moment," Bai Liu looked at her position and found that she was stuck in the middle of the stairs. She walked a few steps quickly and reached the stairs on the third floor.

Song Jiaying followed closely behind.

The two made way, only to find that several young soldiers were also parked on the third floor, but walked to the other side.

There are four households on the third floor, Song Jiaying and Bailiu are on the west side, and the two households on the east side are currently unoccupied.

The young soldier who just spoke happened to open one of the rooms, and they noticed that several young soldiers had cleaning tools in their hands.

Well, I have to clean the house.

It's a bit strange. Who can use soldiers to clean the house? Is it a mysterious figure?

Bai Liu and Song Jiaying looked at each other. The two of them had a tacit understanding for many years and immediately understood each other's thoughts without further explanation.

"Put the things back first." Song Jiaying gestured.

He didn't open the door of his own house. He turned around and opened the door of Bai Liu's house. Then he put the box down in a hurry: "I'll go and take a look. You take out the things inside. They are all food and drink supplies. I will cook in the evening."

After saying that, he ran out in a hurry.

Bai Liu hesitated slightly. She just thought something was wrong with the contents of the box, but Song Jiaying and Zhou Xiangnan kept saying that it was research information, so she didn't think much about it.

Sure enough, this guy is deceiving people again.

She opened the box and took a look——

Ham sausage, large bread, milk powder... and canned fruits and other various foods.

Ever since Tangdou and she moved to the county town, it has been inconvenient to go to the commune breeding farm to pump milk. This coincided with the reform of the breeding farm and the business of private milk purchase will be stopped starting in September.

She said something casually a few days ago, but Song Jiaying took it to heart and said that she could not stop breastfeeding at home no matter what.

It turned out to be milk powder.

The old couple were not so polite, but Song Jiaying came back and began to take care of the trivial matters at home. She was really relieved.

Song Jiaying helps the machinery factory develop bicycles, so he must be well-paid, and these things must be part of the benefits.

She thought about it for a moment, put the things away, and then turned to the kitchen to cook rice.

I won’t go to the canteen to eat today.

After four years, let Song Jiaying cook.

As soon as the rice was put into the pot, loud laughter came from the corridor. She raised her eyebrows and went out to watch the fun.

"Zheng Cheng, it's really you, Zheng Cheng, why did you come to Yongning?"

"I'm here to find you. I remember that you are from Yongning County, and I came here specifically to find you."

Bai Liu went out and saw that her eldest nephew Qiao Jianwen was talking to someone. The other person was the round-faced little soldier from before.

It seems that the two have known each other for a long time and are still comrades-in-arms.

Song Jiaying saw Qiao Jianwen coming and said with a smile: "Jianwen, take your comrades to the house later to get a glass of water. I think they are very busy."

Qiao Jianwen smiled and agreed, but then scratched his head. He didn't know what to call "Lv Fei".

"Lü Fei" looks like Song Jiaying, but they are two different people. Even if he likes his aunt equally, he cannot change his name to uncle until he is married.

In terms of age, could he be called Brother Lu?

Qiao Jianwen thought, his eyes wandering.

Song Jiaying noticed his little thoughts and didn't pay too much attention: "I'll boil the water. You can come over later. I'm at your aunt's house." Qiao Jianwen's eyes widened. Why didn't "Lü Fei" go back to his own house instead of his aunt's house? Home?

Song Jiaying shook his head helplessly at Bai Liu. Qiao Jianwen had been a soldier for several years, but he still looked stupid.

If you hesitate, you should call uncle directly.

But he couldn't say this directly. What if the stupid guy said it directly to his old mother-in-law? What would everyone think of him?

I am worried, when can I get married again?

Bai Liu watched helplessly as Song Jiaying's expression changed again and again in a short period of time, and the expression he finally looked at her showed sadness that could be easily seen.

"The other party is difficult to deal with?" It seems that the new neighbor has a strong background.

Song Jiaying nodded subconsciously: "Well, it's difficult."

But after he finished speaking, he came to his senses and immediately shook his head: "I can't say it's difficult, but the other party should be someone specially sent from above."

"Currently known information is that young women, their parents should be," he pointed upward, and then said, "They trust their own people more, which is understandable, but I can't figure out whether they are demoted or voluntarily."

Bai Liu understood.

There is no shortage of privileged classes in the world. She met them in her previous life, and this life is no different.

"After all, he's someone we can't afford to offend." She smiled lightly and joked, "You come to the third floor anyway. I think you should be careful."

She suddenly remembered the story books she had read in her previous life, as well as the rumors in the community that there were often scenes of catching a son-in-law under the official list.

Children's abilities are uncontrollable. There are extremely smart parents who give birth to mediocre children, and there are parents who achieve nothing and raise geniuses.

In the old society, many people chose to have more children, just to select the best among their children. The capable children would inherit the family business, while the incompetent children would be used for marriage or to attract the favored sons of poor families.

Now, the same is true.

It's not that Bai Liu thought that Song Jia should be a hot cake, and he had learned from the past. Wasn't this the idea Gao Yongchang and the others had when "Lü Fei" first arrived?

There is also a past life that she doesn't want to look back on. When her parents sold her to Ren Yazi, they resold her several times with the intention of training her into a skinny horse and then exchanging benefits with high-ranking officials.

The banter in Bai Liu's eyes made Song Jiaying shiver. Song Jiaying knew that she was someone with a story, but he couldn't see this expression.

"I promise, I will definitely stick to my heart." Song Jiaying immediately raised his finger and swore, "I won't look at her twice. Even the gods are not as good as my wife -"

"Auntie, my mother asked me to bring you these cooking seasonings and so on. She said she still has to have a fire at home." As soon as Qiao Jianwen entered the door, he found Song Jiaying talking to Bai Liu.

Hey, what about the oath?What is this?

Qiao Jianwen was really curious, but... he was in a dilemma.

"Okay," Bai Liu agreed, "You can eat here, your comrades-"

"My mother is waiting for me to buy groceries and come home," Qiao Jianwen waved, "Don't worry about Zheng Cheng and the others. They have received subsidies and come to work."

He blinked, put down his things, turned around and closed the door: "Auntie, I asked around and found out that the lady next door is the eldest lady of the Southern Provincial Military Region and is our direct leader."

This is not only a textile factory, but also an engineering training base.

Song Jiaying did not evade, but suddenly turned around: "Did you just say Southern Military Region?"

"Correct."

Bai Liu remembered that Zhou Xiangnan had served in the Southern Provincial Military Region before, and Zhou Xiangnan's connections were not in vain.

"So it is." She smiled.

Qiao Jianwen couldn't understand their silent conversation, and scratched his head again. His aunt and his future uncle were indeed a perfect match, why couldn't he understand?
"Auntie, when are you getting married?" He said a little aggrievedly, "I will start training in a few days. If I can't go home, I won't miss your wedding."

He wants to eat.