The couple made a living in the 1950s.

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

Just as she was about to say something to her, she saw her little 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 my work is kept as confidential as that of Mr. Meng's.

The Meng family mostly talked to him about family matters.

Meng Shilang looked at the young man sitting in front of him with a smile.

I nodded silently in my heart, with appreciation in my eyes.

My eldest son and son-in-law are also doing research in the army.

They have different research directions.

From a long-term perspective, the expertise of this young man is the area in which the country most needs urgent strategies.

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

I personally selected my eldest son-in-law and introduced him to my eldest daughter.

The little girl and Bai Qingyi met each other in their own laboratory...

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

I found that Mr. Meng just kept looking at me and smiling without saying anything.

For a moment, he was really unsure of what Mr. Meng was thinking.

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

A hint of understanding flashed through her mind, and she also liked Qingyi very much.

In this military district’s family compound, there is currently no son-in-law like her young son-in-law.

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

My younger brother and sister are also promising.

Meng Xiaojuan held her younger daughter in her arms and sat on the sofa on the other side next to her older son.

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

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

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

You may not be able to buy what you want in the market.

The gift that Dabao brought 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 looked at her little girl in her arms with a smile, biting her fingers and staring at the can.

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

Their youngest daughter was born in 1962, five years later than their eldest son.

He is just three years old this year and is at the age when he is greedy.

Meng Xiaoou looked at her cute little niece.

He reached into his pocket and took out three pieces of White Rabbit candy.

These are the candies Qingshu gave me yesterday. There are three pieces left.

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

Meng Aiyuan saw her aunt waving at her and quickly slid off her mother's legs.

Walk up and stand in front of your aunt.

Meng Xiaoou opened the palm of his hand to let his little niece see the candy.

You spoke with a smile and said, "You, your brother and your sister will go together."

When Wang Jianmin heard this, he also stood up and walked in front of Meng Xiaoou.

He reached out and took away two pieces of White Rabbit milk candies.

Meng Xiaoou looked at him and waved to him while pretending not to see him just now.

Now it’s the eldest nephew who comes first to get the candy.

Her eyes couldn't help but gradually dim.

Meng Xiaojuan, look at the two pieces of candy in your eldest son's hand.

He took another look at the little girl in his arms.

She turned her head and looked at her niece with a smile.

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

"Can you let your sister share a piece of candy with you?"

Meng Ai opened her big, ignorant eyes and looked at her second aunt.

It took him a while to react, and it took him a while to speak in a baby voice.

"Yuanyuan wants to save the candy given by my aunt so that she can eat it with her brother when he comes back from grandma's house."

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

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

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

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

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

It’s almost been a month since I went home for dinner.

In the evening, Lin Manyu was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom thinking about her little daughter who seemed to be reluctant to laugh recently.

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

When Bai Ye opened the door and entered the house, he saw his wife sitting there with a worried look on her face.

He couldn't help but slightly frowned his handsome brows.

In recent days, my little girl hasn't been smiling as much as she used to be.

I asked her yesterday, and she 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 how Zhou Guoping always sat next to her to eat at work these days.

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

It looks like he is ready to come after me.

Early in the morning, Lin Hanyu and Bai Ye went downstairs as usual.

Breakfast is ready.

At the dining table, Erbao glanced at his sister who was drinking millet porridge with her head down, and a look of worry flashed across his eyes.

He tilted his head slightly and looked towards his father.

I just happened to meet my father's gaze.

After dinner, Lin Hanyu was pushing his broken bicycle out of the house.

She didn't notice Bai Ye walking behind her, and was talking in a low voice with her two second sons.

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 afar that Uncle Bai was standing there waiting for her.

For a moment, I was a little nervous.

Bai Ye, at this moment, lowered his head slightly, thinking about something.

It wasn't until Meng Xiaoou walked in front of him that he looked up at her.

If there were anyone here now, they would see the two of them talking in low voices.

Usually, it’s Bai Ye who asks.

Meng Xiaoou replied.

As time went by, Meng Xiaoou spoke more and more.

Bai Ye's expression became increasingly ugly.

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

"Qingshu ignored him, but he was still talking excitedly."

"Qingshu always said 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."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ye nodded.

He followed Meng Xiaoou to the post office next door.

Coincidentally, Zhou Guoping was assigned to sit inside the window and sort the letters today.

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

He turned around and walked out to work.

He had already seen Zhou Guoping's appearance clearly.

Of course there is no need to stay here any longer.

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

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

It's rare to see Bai Gong asking for leave and leaving get off work early.

Bai Ye rode his bicycle to the door of his little girl's workplace.

There are ten minutes left until half past three.