The couple made a living in the 1950s.

Xiaoou is still waiting for him to get married.

She was really afraid that her brother would continue like this and not come back.

At that time, Xiaoou refused to marry him.

What should my eldest brother do then? Where can he find another girl like Xiaoou that he likes?

When Sanbao came to his senses, he saw Meng Xiaoou was also looking at him.

She was not shy about being caught peeking, and even raised her cute little chin towards Meng Xiaoou.

Causing her to laugh unconsciously.

Sanbao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Meng Xiaoou smiling happily and beautifully.

It's really hard for her to take care of her elder brother's wife.

Normally at work, if there was any male comrade who wanted to get close to Xiaoou, she would secretly help drive him away.

She sticks to Xiaoou intentionally or unintentionally, not giving any gay men the chance to contact her.

It's evening and there are still ten minutes until the end of get off work.

Sanbao, it looks like everyone has started packing up and getting ready to go off work.

I started to clean up as well.

Sanbao and Meng Xiaoou walked over from afar from the office, arm in arm.

She saw Jiang Mingbo already standing at the door waiting for her.

Meng Xiaoou felt Sanbao's joy and patted her little hands with a smile.

He lowered his head slightly to hide the bitterness in his eyes.

When Bai Qingyi comes back this time, I will definitely bully him.

Meng Xiaoou said hello to Jiang Mingbo and rode his bike home.

Sanbao sat on the back seat of the bicycle, chatting with Jiang Mingbo in a casual manner.

As they were talking, the two of them returned to Yandaixie Street.

In the alley, Sanbao looked at Zhou Guoping's brother's back thoughtfully.

Zhou Guoping has now returned home to recuperate, and it is unknown when he will be able to walk again.

When he returns to work and finds out that I’m married, if he still pesters me.

Then I can only let him go home and rest.

Jiang Mingbo looked at her, staring at the postman's back with a smile on his lips and smiled at her.

"know?"

"You look familiar. We are in the same unit."

Jiang Mingbo looked at his young wife, leaving her back to him.

He raised his foot, smiling, and followed her into the courtyard.

According to the custom in old Beijing, a married woman returns to her parents’ home three days after her wedding.

Today is only the first day. Sanbao stood in the back room and looked at his yard for a while.

Just then she turned around and walked into the Jiang family's house. She was not used to not going home after get off work for a while.

Lin Ai didn't have to go to work now, so dinner was ready when San Bao and Jiang Mingbo returned home.

They will have dinner when Jiang Jiadong comes back from get off work.

In the kitchen, Aunt Jiang set aside a little bit of each dish.

My grandson can eat it when he comes home from get off work in the evening if he is hungry.

The chef in the state-owned restaurant gets off work at 7:30.

The state-owned restaurant closes on time at eight o'clock.

Although, my grandson eats lunch and dinner at the company.

But he couldn't get home until 8:40, when the child was growing up.

Even if you have already had dinner at work.

After such a long time, it took him more than 40 minutes to pedal his bike back home.

You will feel hungry more easily.

After dinner, Sanbao took all the dishes to the kitchen and started washing them.

Jiang Ming followed her into the kitchen and closed the door.

Hug her from behind and wash the dishes with her.

In the evening, after Lin Ai washed up, she went to bed and took the initiative to get into Jiang Jiadong's arms.

He reached out and took the newspaper from his hand and placed it on the table next to him.

Speak softly.

"Jiadong, why does mom want to take Mingbo and Qingshu back to Shen City?"

"Mingbo hasn't been back to Shen City in these years."

Jiang Jiadong reached out and turned off the kerosene lamp on the bedside table.

When Sanbao finished washing up and returned to the bedroom, Jiang Mingbo was already lying on the bed.

He lay there looking at his young wife, wiping and cleaning while he sat in front of the dressing table.

Can't help but be a little curious.

Sanbao saw from the mirror that Jiang Mingbo was about to come over and sit next to him.

I couldn't help but blush. From what I saw last night, Brother Mingbo didn't indulge me in bed.

Being stared at by Jiang Mingbo, she unconsciously sped up her movements.

Jiang Mingbo saw that she had packed up, smiled, stood up, picked her up and put her on the bed.

"Hehehe..."

He looked at his young wife lying beneath him, her whole body beginning to blush with embarrassment.

I couldn't help but laugh quietly.

Sanbao listened to Jiang Mingbo's laughter, and his eyes flickered.

She raised her head slightly and covered his lips.

She looked at him proudly, raised her pretty little eyebrow and was about to step away.

Just hold Jiang Mingbo there and prevent him from moving, and take the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

Today is the day when my little girl returns home for the third time.

Lin Hanyu and Bai Ye went to Dongdan Vegetable Market early in the morning to buy some meat.

Then I go to work.

At this moment, Lin Hanyu was cooking dinner in the kitchen when she saw her little daughter push the door in.

She wanted to reach out and touch her hair, only to find her hands were covered in flour.

When Sanbao saw this, he walked forward with a smile and hugged his mother's waist.

He waited until he could hear his mother's heartbeat before he smiled and spoke.

"Mom, I'm doing fine."

Upon hearing this, Lin Manyu tilted her head and kissed the little girl's forehead.

Take a few steps back.

Meet her big, dazed eyes.

I couldn't help but lower my head and curl the corners of my lips.

Since my little girl turned thirteen, I haven't kissed her very often.

After the age of fifteen, I never kissed anyone.

Sanbao saw a mischievous look in his mother's eyes.

She reacted and quickly caught up with her mother who was about to run away.

Hug her and give her several kisses.

As soon as Li Fanglei entered the kitchen, she saw her sister-in-law hugging her mother-in-law's face and kissing her non-stop.

She stood there for a moment.

Lin Hanyu heard the sound and saw his second daughter-in-law come in out of the corner of his eye.

Feeling a little embarrassed, he gently pushed his little girl and asked her to add some firewood to the stove.

In the living room, Erbao and Jiang Mingbo sat on the sofa with Bai Ye and chatted.

He smiled and looked at his brother-in-law's attentiveness as he poured sour plum soup for his father.

I couldn't help but smile.

Although, Mingbo insisted on calling his brother and himself Dabao and Erbao.

It is true that he no longer needs to call Mingbo brother.

It’s quite interesting to think about it.

I have been thinking about Leilei since I was a child, and Mingbo has also been thinking about his sister since he was a child.

They are both the same, and neither of them can say anything good about the other.

I just hope that Mingbo can always be so good to his sister in the future.

Otherwise, the scene of them quarreling with each other would not be a good sight.

Thinking of this, Erbao pushed his cup forward.

She signaled to him that she wanted to drink some more sour plum soup.

Jiang Mingbo took a look and saw the cup that was already pushed next to him.

He raised his hand with a smile, picked up the pot on the coffee table and filled his cup with sour plum soup.

Erbao caught a glimpse of indulgence in Jiang Mingbo's eyes.

I was a little stunned for a moment...

Is he still trying to show his love for me by saying that he loves everyone in my house?

Bai Ye sat aside, watching the quarrel between his second son and his son-in-law.

Pick up the narrow-mouthed cup on the coffee table.

He lowered his head, took a sip of sour plum soup, and hid the smile in his eyes.

Tonight, Sanbao and Jiang Mingbo stayed at home.

After dinner, the family sat on the sofa in the main room listening to the radio as usual.