The couple made a living in the 1950s

Jiang Mingbo pushed the door open and saw his young wife sitting at the desk writing a letter.

He followed her and sat over.

"Qingshu, someone is coming next door."

"If nothing goes wrong, the leader of the 36th Regiment, Fang Dawei, and his family will move in."

"Well, wait until they move in."

"Our floor will be full of three families."

Sanbao kept writing letters to her parents.

There are three families on each floor of their family building.

Her family lives in the east household, and the same household type as Liu An, the deputy head of the 37th Regiment, who lives in the west household.

When the new neighbor moves in, the leaders of the 35th, 36th, and 37th Regiments will live on their floor.

This new neighbor lives in the middle household, and the house is slightly smaller and also has two rooms.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but hope in her heart.

New neighbor, don't be as unreasonable as Pan Zhaodi who lives downstairs.

Last month, the newly built family building in the army was open for occupancy.

The families of deputy battalion-level officers also moved into the family building.

The tube building has now become a dormitory for single officers.

Unfortunately, Pan Zhaodi's family happened to live downstairs.

Since then, there has been no peace in their building.

Today, this family lost a head of garlic, and tomorrow another family's green onion placed at the door disappeared.

The problem is that there is no evidence to ask her to pay compensation.

At first, she borrowed some vinegar from this family, and then borrowed some soybean paste from another family, and everyone would lend it.

Later, she never returned anything.

After a long time, no one paid attention to her.

Since then, things have been lost in the building from time to time.

Jiang Mingbo saw his wife finish writing the letter, then he got up and hugged her and gently put her on the bed.

He also leaned over.

The next morning, Sanbao slowly opened his eyes while lying on the bed.

Gently move his sore and weak body.

She habitually reached out and touched the place beside her, which was still warm.

Because the working hours were too tight, their family bought breakfast and staple food in the canteen.

Every morning, the army canteen would prepare meals on time at six o'clock.

Brother Mingbo would buy staple food back at six ten.

She would eat breakfast while walking to the army gate to take the military vehicle to work.

Usually, she would have breakfast before leaving the military compound.

Occasionally, when the weather was bad, she would take her breakfast to the military vehicle.

Today, as usual, Sanbao came out of the bathroom after washing up and made herself a cup of milk powder.

Then she poured milk powder into Brother Mingbo's cup.

She went into the kitchen and opened the lid of the pot.

The egg custard in the pot was already steamed.

She sat in the small hall, eating egg custard while waiting for Brother Mingbo to buy staple food.

The milk powder in the military service center does not require milk powder tickets, but the price is twice as high as outside.

There are many high-paid officers in the military compound, and most of them have young children at home.

Every month, Sanbao goes to the service center with everyone to grab milk powder.

When Jiang Mingbo entered the house, he saw his young wife sitting on a chair drinking milk powder.

She is different from her usual bright and charming appearance now, and she is a little cute.

"Today, the cafeteria has meat buns and sugar cakes, so I didn't buy steamed buns."

"Yeah," Sanbao nodded and swallowed the milk powder in his mouth.

Smiling, he stretched out his hand and split the sugar cake, which was the size of an adult man's palm, into two halves, and ate half of it himself.

Jiang Mingbo watched his young wife get on the military vehicle until the car drove away.

He turned around and went home.

He went to work at 8 o'clock, so he was not in a hurry to go back for dinner now.

He could walk slowly.

"Political Commissar Jiang, wait a minute."

Jiang Mingbo heard someone calling his name.

He stopped and turned around to see who it was.

Seeing that the person was Fu Xiaomei, he subconsciously frowned.

This Fu Xiaomei is a solo singer of the military art troupe.

He usually has no intersection with her.

If Lin Yuyu is here.

She will find that the person is the female soldier she and A Ye met on the train before.

They passed each other in the Yangshi Military District compound.

Fu Xiaomei, looking at the tall and handsome man in front of her, felt bitter in her heart.

She fell in love with this man at first sight.

Just when she was about to get in touch with him more, she heard that he already had a childhood sweetheart to marry.

She had thought before that it was nothing more than growing up together and getting engaged naturally.

The two may not have a romantic relationship.

Moreover, these family members in the military district compound are qualified to have the army arrange work.

It's nothing more than working as a factory worker. If you have some education, you can go to school to be a teacher.

However, there are no vacancies in the military district's children's school now.

How can a female worker who works in shifts in a factory compare with a female soldier who sings solo in the art troupe?

But she never expected that the person Jiang Zhengwei was going to marry was notThere is no need for the army to arrange a job for her.

She already works in a government agency.

Her family has connections to transfer her to Yang City.

Jiang Mingbo looked at Fu Xiaomei, who just stood there without saying anything.

He wanted to turn around and go home.

"Commissar Jiang, the Shen City Art Troupe will come here to exchange and learn next Saturday."

"There will be a welcome party at 7 o'clock in the evening, and the troupe will arrange for me to sing solo."

"If you come to watch."

"I can reserve a seat for you in advance."

Hearing this, Jiang Mingbo's eyes flashed with a trace of impatience.

"I won't go to the party."

Fu Xiaomei looked at Jiang Mingbo's cold and lonely back.

A trace of unwillingness surged in her heart. It was obvious that it was the most suitable for female soldiers in the art troupe to be wives of officers.

But she didn't even have the chance to speak.

She could only watch him enter the marriage.

At this moment, the Bai family in the courtyard of Jing City.

Lin Yuyu and Bai Ye just got up and prepared to go downstairs to the bathroom to wash up.

Now, the two daughters-in-law make breakfast at home every day.

She usually sleeps a little longer.

Erbao saw them coming downstairs, turned his eyes away from his daughters and looked up at his parents.

"The kid who fought with Jingxiao's cousin last time is a relative of the Wang family in the back house."

Lin Yuyu heard this and tilted his head slightly to look at his second son and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Their family is unwilling to let the child get beaten, so they are going to make trouble for us?"

"Hehe..."

"No, I'm just saying."

After breakfast, Lin Yuyu rode her broken bicycle to work as usual.

As soon as she walked into the office, she felt that the atmosphere inside was different from before.

Wang Baosheng, who usually has a low presence in the office.

Sitting in front of her office with a gloomy face, Zhang Liyan was smiling.

No one in the office spoke, she greeted everyone.

Then she went straight to her desk, sat down and started working.

Seeing Lin Hanyu not speaking, Zhang Liyan couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart.

Her husband had just been transferred to the Revolutionary Committee as director not long ago.

Now everyone around her would flatter her.

Just now she laughed at Wang Baosheng for being useless, a man in his forties who was still a small clerk.

Didn't he dare to refute it?

Then she thought of her husband's real power and the money he brought home in the past few days.

She couldn't help but get excited.