The couple made a living in the 1950s.

It is already late October and the pomegranates at home are gradually ripening.

Today, Lin Hanyu picked pomegranates in her yard after get off work.

Every year when the pomegranates at home are ripe, she would send some to Meimei and Meijia.

At this moment, she was a little tired of picking fruits, so she put the small square stool under the pomegranate tree and sat down to rest.

"mom…"

When Lin Hanyu heard her little girl calling her, she turned around and looked at her.

Sanbao smiled and moved closer to her.

"Mom, let's send some pomegranates to Grandma Jiang this year."

Lin Hanyu met the little girl's gaze.

I thought of the pear syrup candy that Aunt Jiang had just brought back from Shen City in my own chest.

Can't help but nod.

Lin Hanyu entrusted the task of delivering pomegranates to her little daughter.

I went into the kitchen to cook.

At night, in the bedroom on the second floor.

Just like in the past, Lin Yu would copy down the Lin family genealogy before washing and taking care of her skin.

There are too many people and events recorded in the family tree, and she has only copied half of it in these days.

Bai Ye was lying on the bed reading a newspaper.

He was too busy at work during the day, and apart from drawing the blueprints himself, he would discuss with everyone how to draw the blueprints.

The two of them just stayed together, doing their own things without talking to each other.

Yet surprisingly warm.

Until Lin Hanyu put down the brush in his hand and went downstairs to wash.

When she entered the bedroom again, Bai Ye had already put down the newspaper.

Lin Hanyu climbed onto the bed and snuggled into Bai Ye's arms to sleep.

Bai Ye gently stroked his wife's long hair in his arms, and lowered his head slightly to kiss the top of her head.

Then I closed my eyes along with her.

On the other side, in Sanbao's bedroom, she was reading the letter she had just received today.

If Mingbo is not on a mission, the two of them will communicate every month.

Sanbao sat on the sofa, looking down at the letter in his hand seriously.

As she watched, the smile in her eyes gradually overflowed.

Brother Mingbo, he has home leave this year.

You can go home to celebrate the New Year.

At this time, in Yang City Military District.

Jiang Mingbo, after washing up, returned to his dormitory.

He was lying in bed, thinking about how he had been inexplicably entangled with the female soldier who sang in the art troupe.

I felt more and more irritated.

This is the first time in my life that I have met someone who can’t understand what he is saying.

No matter how I tell her that I have a partner, she acts as if she doesn't hear me?

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became, so he decided not to think about it for the time being.

Jiang Mingbo turned over and lay flat on the bed to calm his restlessness.

After he calmed down, he couldn't help but think of the little girl Qingshu again.

I don't know what she is doing.

By this time, she should have been asleep.

She should be very happy knowing that she can go home for the New Year this year.

As Jiang Mingbo was thinking, he fell asleep without realizing it.

Early in the morning, Lin Hanyu woke up in Bai Ye's arms as usual.

She stretched herself, tiptoed out of bed and walked to the top box cabinet.

He reached into the top box and took out the sweater that his eldest niece had just knitted for him and put it on.

When Lin Hanyu and Bai Ye went downstairs, Sanbao was making breakfast in the kitchen.

She saw her mother push the door open, and her already bright face became even brighter.

Lin Hanyu felt her little girl's joy and raised her hand to gently touch her little nose.

He smiled at her, "Why are you so happy?"

"Nothing, I'm just in a good mood."

Sanbao touched his little nose that had been touched by his mother, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

This caused Lin Hanyu to smile and shake his head.

She also had no intention of exploring the child's privacy.

Her children are naturally all good children.

It won't do anything bad, as long as the general direction is good.

Let them do whatever they like.

After Bai Ye finished washing up in the bathroom, he came out and started sweeping the floor.

Now that his two sons come home at irregular times, he is the one who cleans the house.

It was seven fifty in the morning when Lin Hanyu entered the office.

Everyone entered the office at about the same time, and she walked to her desk and sat down.

Ever since Wan Ling's daughter was assigned to work in the Finance Department of Qinglongqiao Police Station in their bureau.

In the office, she increasingly acted like a deputy section chief.

Fortunately, Lin Manyu doesn't care and still lives her life leisurely every day.

Now, Zhang Liyan no longer eats lunch with them.

As soon as lunch break arrived, Li Huiying took Lin Wanyu's arm and quickly left the office.

She met Lin Manyu's puzzled gaze and loosened her hand slightly with embarrassment.

He smiled awkwardly and turned his head to look at Lin Manyu.

"I have something to tell you. There are too many people in the cafeteria."

She caught the doubt in Lin Hanyu's eyes and sighed slightly.

"Our section chief is going to be transferred to work at the Ministry of Public Security."

"Under normal circumstances, Wan Ling would take over as section chief."

"Then choose a deputy section chief from among us."

"You have the highest academic qualifications and good professional skills. I think you have a great chance of becoming a deputy section chief."

"If I tell you earlier, you can prepare earlier."

Hearing this, Lin Hanyu smiled and hid the emotions in his eyes.

She knew Li Huiying's good intentions, which were simply to tell her earlier so that she could use some connections.

But what she didn't know was that she didn't care at all whether she was the deputy section chief or not.

Her life is still her life.

Lin Manyu gently held Li Huiying's hand and continued walking towards the cafeteria with her while talking in a low voice.

"How do you know this?"

"My sister heard it from my brother-in-law."

"Zhang Weian's father?"

"Well, to your eldest son's classmate."

"Didn't my brother-in-law and sister already transfer to work in Beijing?"

Li Huiying saw two people were about to enter the cafeteria.

We didn't continue this topic.

Speaking of their section chief Wang Chengxiang, Lin Manyu still admires him from the bottom of his heart.

An old revolutionary soldier who retired from the battlefield.

He and Wan Ling used to be comrades-in-arms. Since they did not work in the same office, his work was directly coordinated with that of Deputy Section Chief Wan Ling.

We don't have many opportunities to meet each other, but from his daily work we can see that he is a fair person.

Although he usually coordinates work with Wan Ling, Corey's affairs are always fair.

He is going to be promoted this time, and Lin Hanyu is still very happy for him.

In the afternoon, Lin Manyu saw that everyone started doing their own things.

She also took out the half-sewn handbag from her handbag and gave it to her eldest son.

Logically, this handbag would be quickest to make using a sewing machine at home.

But she usually has nothing to do at work, so she can use this time to kill time.

She sews small items like handbags and small wallets herself.

Zhang Liyan slowly stopped working on the shoes and glanced back at Lin Manyu out of the corner of her eye.

She had mixed feelings, as they worked in the same unit.

Fortunately, I didn't act impulsively and spoke out what was on my mind.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be very uncomfortable to meet at work?

Originally, not many people could graduate from university.

Female college students are even rarer.

She could take a look at what kind of person Lin Manyu's eldest son would end up marrying.