The couple made a living in the 1950s.

Just as Sanbao was about to reach the door of Jiang's house, Jiang Mingbo pushed the door open and walked out.

There was satisfaction in his eyes when he looked at Sanbao.

Qianmen Street at this time is the busiest time of the year.

After the street vendors became public-private partnerships, they still followed their previous practices.

During the Spring Festival, a small stall will be set up in front of the store.

But the people standing behind the stall are no longer the smiling guys they used to be.

The waiters now all have some reluctance on their faces.

Sanbao and Jiang Mingbo were strolling together on the street.

Amid the bustling crowd on the street, Sanbao still wrapped himself tightly as before.

Jiang Mingbo walked beside her, his hands already full of things.

But I still enjoy it.

In the department store, Jiang Mingbo took Sanbao straight to the garment area on the second floor.

He saw from a distance the light blue wool coat hanging on the counter.

Jiang Mingbo glanced down.

Sanbao was wearing an apricot-yellow woolen coat, and his eyes were filled with deep thought.

Qingshu is a little girl who has everything she needs. I hope I can buy her some nice clothes.

That should make her happy.

Sanbao stood in front of the counter in the garment area, but he didn't hear Jiang Mingbo asking the waiter to bring the clothes.

She raised her head slightly and met Jiang Mingbo's eyes.

She turned to look at the waiter at the counter and gently raised her fair little hand to point at the light blue woolen coat.

"That coat, get me the smallest size and pack it up."

Jiang Mingbo looked at the little girl in front of him.

He smiled and took out the military cloth coupons and twenty yuan from his pocket and handed them to the counter clerk.

The waiter originally had an indifferent attitude towards Sanbao.

They also became excited when they saw the military cloth coupons handed over by Jiang Mingbo.

At noon, in the state-owned restaurant on Qianmen Street.

Today the store serves mini wontons, pickled cabbage and pork, and stir-fried shrimps.

At this moment, Sanbao was sitting at the dining table, waiting for Jiang Mingbo to come back from the window to get the food.

"Bai Qingshu?"

Sanbao looked down at his beautiful nails and heard someone calling his name.

As soon as she looked up, she met Wang Xiuli's gaze.

Wang Xiuli is a very interesting person. Many of her classmates from Beijing were assigned to work in other provinces.

She was assigned to work as an accountant in a machinery factory in Beijing.

Sanbao looked at Wang Xiuli with a smile in his eyes, which made Wang Xiuli stunned.

Then, she walked towards Sanbao with the man beside her.

Sitting warmly at the dinner table, looking at Sanbao.

She reached out and pulled the man next to her, "Qingshu, this is my husband Zhu Jianguo."

"We just got our marriage license."

"He is the deputy director of our machinery factory."

"Well, congratulations."

Sanbao looked at her with a smile, and the man sitting next to Wang Xiuli, who looked older than her father, nodded.

Jiang Mingbo came back with his food and saw two more people at their table.

As soon as she said hello, Wang Xiuli pulled her husband up and said goodbye and left.

Neither Sanbao nor Jiang Mingbo took this little episode seriously.

They never expected that they would meet again in the courtyard later.

Jiang Mingbo watched the three treasures and ate the wontons and shrimps with relish.

On the contrary, he rarely reached out to eat the sauerkraut and pork.

I couldn't help but realize that the taste of the sauerkraut and pork in this restaurant is really average.

He stopped using the chopsticks in his hand to eat the shrimp.

After a while, Sanbao couldn't help but look at Jiang Mingbo seriously and blinked.

He reached out and picked up a few pieces of shrimp for him and put them in the empty garlic sauce dish.

Jiang Mingbo looked at her with amusement, as they both usually had no shortage of food.

Now, he is more humble in state-owned restaurants.

When the two of them returned to the courtyard, it was almost time for dinner.

It was just before the Chinese New Year and the children were on winter vacation.

The yard is bustling with activity, and the air is filled with the smell of local life.

Sanbao and Jiang Mingbo happened to meet Wang Laidie in the fourth courtyard.

Sanbao looked at her and nodded slightly, then continued to walk towards the back room with Jiang Mingbo.

Wang Lai Di was left alone, standing there, deep in thought.

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but chuckle. When she was a child, she thought about marrying Jiang Mingbo and enjoying a good life after she grew up.

Thinking back now, I was young and ignorant at that time.

Little did they know that there was a world of difference between them.

The New Year holidays passed quickly and it is already the sixth day of the New Year.

Today happens to be Sunday.

Aunt Jiang, Jiang Jiadong, Lin Ai, and Jiang Mingbo arrived at the Bai family early.

Now, in the living room.

Aunt Jiang was holding Lin Manyu's hand, and the two were having an intimate conversation.

Sanbao poured tea for everyone, then sat on the sofa beside him, smiling and saying nothing.

Aunt Jiang looked at Lin Hanyu and was reluctant to talk about the betrothal gift.

Just ask directly.

Upon hearing this, Lin Hanyu nodded in understanding.

With a smile, he met Aunt Jiang's gaze.

"Our family gave the child a sewing machine, six quilts and 5,000 yuan as a dowry."

"We don't pick on the bride price."

After hearing this, Jiang Jiadong turned his head slightly and looked at Bai Ye.

"Our family gave Qingshu a radio and 8,000 yuan as a betrothal gift."

Bai Ye raised his head slightly, glanced at Jiang Jiadong, smiled and nodded slightly without saying anything.

Jiang Jiadong felt uncomfortable watching this, but he couldn't say it.

Bai Ye tilted his head slightly and glanced at Lin Ai who was sitting beside him with a wooden face.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Jiang Jiadong again.

"After the two children get their marriage certificates, we will give them separate properties."

"Our daughter is a filial girl. After the division of the family, the retirement money that should be given to you and your wife will not be reduced at all."

Jiang Jiadong met Bai Ye's quiet and deep eyes with a calm look in his eyes.

The two men were silent for a long time.

There was complete silence in the living room for a moment.

Jiang Jiadong tilted his head slightly, saw the anxiety in his eldest son's eyes, and sighed slightly.

He smiled and said, "We don't need our children to give us money for our retirement."

"Lin Ai and I both have salaries now."

"When you retire, you will get a pension."

"After the separation, it's enough for the young couple to live a good life."

After hearing what Jiang Jiadong said, the smile in Bai Ye's eyes became even more intense.

The engagement between Sanbao and Jiang Mingbo did not cause any waves in the courtyard.

On the day Jiang Mingbo returned to the army, Sanbao was at work and did not go to see him off.

In Yang City Military District.

The first thing Jiang Mingbo did when he returned to the team was to report his marriage.

At this moment, in the Political Department.

He solemnly handed the marriage report to the regiment political commissar Li Changguo.

The other party was stunned.

Jiang Mingbo met the political commissar's gaze and spoke with a smile.

"Political Commissar, when will my marriage report be approved?"

Li Changguo lowered his head, chuckled and nodded.

"Half a month, that's about it."

After Jiang Mingbo came out of the Political Department, he walked towards his dormitory.

These days on the train, even if I sleep in a sleeper berth.

Now that I feel relaxed mentally, my body feels somewhat tired.

After so many years, he is finally about to get what he wanted.

At this time, in the Beijing Post and Telecommunications Bureau.

Sanbao looked at Meng Xiaoou in front of him, who was about to be distracted from time to time, and sighed softly in his heart.

Lately, the person in front of me is always in a daze.

She didn't want to tell the reason, so she couldn't find out.

This is the sense of propriety that must exist between people.