The couple made a living in the 1950s

He frowned and looked at his second daughter who was walking towards him.

Just as he was about to say a few words to her, he saw his youngest daughter and Bai Qingyi following her into the living room.

On the sofa, Dabao sat next to Meng Xiaoou and talked with the Meng family.

The nature of his work was as confidential as that of Meng's father.

The Meng family mostly talked to him about family matters.

Meng Shilang smiled and looked at the young man sitting in front of him.

He nodded silently in his heart, with admiration in his eyes.

The eldest son and son-in-law in the family were also doing research in the army.

They were all researching in different directions.

In the long run, the profession of the young man in front of him was the direction that the country needed the most urgent strategy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel proud from the inside out.

He personally selected the eldest son-in-law and introduced him to his eldest daughter.

The youngest daughter and Bai Qingyi met each other in his own laboratory...

Dabao was sitting on the sofa, listening to his future brother-in-law telling him about Xiaoou's childhood.

Then he found that Father Meng just kept looking at him and smiling without saying anything.

For a moment, he was really unsure of Father Meng's thoughts.

Li Mingyu sat aside and saw the look of her husband.

A glimmer of understanding flashed through her mind. She also liked Qingyi very much.

In the military district family compound, there is no son-in-law like her son-in-law.

The young man himself is very outstanding, and his family conditions are so good.

His younger brother and sister are also promising.

Meng Xiaojuan held her little daughter and sat on the sofa on the other side next to her eldest son.

She seemed to be listening to everyone quietly with her head down.

In fact, the jealousy in her eyes could not be concealed.

During this period, supplies were scarce, and sometimes even if the family had tickets and money.

On the market, it was not necessarily possible to buy what they wanted.

The door-to-door gift brought by Dabao was now placed on the coffee table.

The three children in the living room had already set their sights on the two cans.

Zhang Yunli smiled as she looked at her little girl in her arms, biting her fingers and staring at the can.

She looked up and met her husband's eyes, and a smile flashed across her eyes.

Their little girl was born in 1962, five years later than their eldest son.

She is just three years old this year, and it is the time for her to be greedy.

Meng Xiaoou looked at her cute little niece.

She reached out from her pocket and took out three pieces of White Rabbit candy.

This is the candy Qingshu gave her yesterday, and there are three pieces left.

Now, each of the three children can share one piece.

Meng Aiyuan saw her aunt waving at her and quickly slid down from her mother's lap.

She walked to her aunt and stood in front of her.

Meng Xiaoou spread her palms to let her niece see the candy.

She smiled and said, you, your brother and your sister each have one.

Wang Jianmin heard this and also stood up and came to Meng Xiaoou.

Reaching out, he took two pieces of White Rabbit candy.

Meng Xiaoou looked at the nephew who had just pretended not to see her and waved to him.

Now he was the first to come to take the candy.

Her eyes could not help but dim gradually.

Meng Xiaojuan looked at the two candies in her eldest son's hand.

Then she looked at her little girl in her arms.

She turned her head and smiled at her niece.

"Aiyuan, you can't finish a piece of candy."

"Let your sister share a piece of candy with you, okay?"

Meng Aiyuan looked at her second aunt with her big, ignorant eyes.

She was a little slow to react, and spoke in a baby voice for a long time.

"The candy given by my aunt, Yuanyuan wants to keep it for her brother to eat with him when he comes back from his grandmother's house."

"Xiaojuan and Yunli, go to the kitchen to see when lunch is ready."

Meng Xiaojuan was about to say something else when she was interrupted by her mother.

She could only reluctantly get up and put her daughter in her mother's arms and turned to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Zhang Ma, who was assigned by the organization to take care of Meng Shilang and Li Mingyu, had already prepared the meal.

After visiting the Meng family, Dabao started to get busy again.

It was almost a month since he went home for dinner.

In the evening, Lin Yuyu was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom thinking about her little daughter who didn't like to laugh recently.

The more she thought about it, the more solemn her face became.

When Bai Ye opened the door and entered the room, he saw his wife sitting there worriedly.

He couldn't help but frowned slightly.

In recent days, the little daughter has not been as smiling as before.

I asked her yesterday, and the little daughter said that Jiang Mingbo's mission this time was more dangerous than before.

She was a little worried.

At this moment, in Sanbao's bedroom.

She was lying on the bed, thinking about thisIn the past few days, Zhou Guoping always sat next to me to eat at work.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he always wanted to talk to me.

It seemed that he was going to pester me.

In the morning, when Lin Manyu and Bai Ye went downstairs as usual.

Breakfast was ready.

At the table, Erbao looked at his sister who was drinking millet porridge with his head down, and there was worry in his eyes.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at his father.

Just met his father's gaze.

After dinner, Lin Manyu was pushing her broken bicycle out of the house.

She didn't notice Bai Ye walking behind her, and was talking quietly with her second son.

At noon, in front of the Beijing Post and Telecommunications Bureau.

Bai Ye was standing next to the bicycle, waiting for Meng Xiaoou to come out.

Meng Xiaoou saw from a distance that Uncle Bai was standing there waiting for her.

For a moment, she was still a little nervous.

Bai Ye lowered his head slightly to think about something.

He didn't look up until Meng Xiaoou walked in front of him.

If there were people around now, they would see the two of them talking quietly.

Usually, Bai Ye asked.

Meng Xiaoou answered.

As Meng Xiaoou talked more and more, Bai Ye's face became more and more ugly.

"Uncle Bai, Zhou Guoping has been eating lunch at our table these days."

"Qingshu ignored him, and he was talking excitedly there."

"Qingshu always said that she could handle it herself."

"If you don't come to see me today."

"This Sunday, I will also go home and talk to my aunt about this matter."

Bai Ye nodded after hearing this.

He followed Meng Xiaoou to the post office next door.

Coincidentally, Zhou Guoping was scheduled to sit in the window and sort the letters today.

Bai Ye bought a stamp at the window and said hello to Meng Xiaoou.

Then he turned around and went out to his workplace.

He had seen Zhou Guoping's face clearly.

Of course, there was no need to stay here.

If his daughter knew, he would have to explain why he came to the post office instead of looking for her.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, in the Design Institute of Beijing Urban Planning Administration Bureau.

It was rare for everyone to see Bai Gong ask for leave and leave work early.

When Bai Ye rode his bicycle to the door of his daughter's workplace.

There were still ten minutes to 3:30.