The couple made a living in the 1950s.

The whole morning passed peacefully.

At noon, in the Public Security Bureau cafeteria.

At this moment, Lin Manyu was sitting with Li Huiying having lunch.

She saw that Li Huiying seemed to be hesitant to speak.

I couldn't help but sigh softly in my heart.

"Why? You want to say something?"

"This morning, Zhang Liyan mocked Wang Baosheng for being a small clerk..."

Having said that, Li Huiying couldn't help but put down the chopsticks in her hand.

She had some difficulty eating.

Anyone who has someone like Zhang Liyan around him will not sleep well.

When Lin Hanyu saw her like this, his heart sank.

Zhang Liyan is not a good person, and her husband is assigned to work in the Revolutionary Committee.

A powerful leader.

This is not a good thing for all the comrades in their unit.

In the afternoon, everyone in the office seemed to have agreed not to talk to Zhang Liyan about anything other than work.

After all, at this time, the more you say, the more mistakes you make.

Ever since her husband was transferred to work in the Revolutionary Committee.

Everyone became more cautious when interacting with her, just like when they first formed the combat team.

Zhang Liyan herself didn't seem to feel that her comrades were distancing themselves from her.

Still doing things according to your own temperament.

Lin Manyu put down the newspaper and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

There is still half an hour until the end of get off work.

She reached out, picked up the enamel teacup on the desk and started drinking water.

"Hanyu, come in for a moment."

Lin Hanyu was drinking warm water when she heard Wan Ling calling her into the office.

She smiled and put down the enamel teacup.

He slowly stood up and walked towards Wan Ling's office.

Wan Ling looked at the woman sitting on the chair and couldn't help but reach out and touch the corner of her eyes.

This woman is really charming.

Although he is already in his forties, he still looks like he is in his early thirties.

Looking at her from such a close distance, there really isn't a single wrinkle on her face.

Her temperament becomes more charming and lively as she grows older.

Come to think of it, nothing in her life seemed too difficult.

I do a good job, and my husband also does a good job and is capable.

All the children are happy.

If a woman has a bright heart and takes good care of herself, she will naturally look younger.

Lin Hanyu saw that Wan Ling was just staring at her without saying anything.

Not impatient at all.

"Chief, are you looking for me to arrange a new job?"

"We just received a document from above asking us to strengthen our study and publicity work."

"Every unit must have someone go to the Revolutionary Committee to study."

“How to publicize the Cultural Revolution movement.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Hanyu lowered his head to hide the confusion that flashed across his eyes.

When he looked up at Wan Ling again, she was already smiling.

“This is the job of the Propaganda Department.”

"Well," Wan Ling raised her hand and pushed the document in front of Lin Hanyu, motioning for her to look at it.

“The bureau feels that it would be better for the comrades in the finance department and the comrades in the publicity department to work together.”

“This way, the Finance Department can also accurately estimate future promotional expenses.”

"Okay, then I will arrange for the people in the department and the comrades in the Propaganda Department to go to the Revolutionary Committee to study together."

Almost at the moment when Lin Hanyu stood up.

She decided to let Zhang Liyan do this.

However, it will be hard for the comrades from the Propaganda Department who go to study with her.

hope everything is fine.

Zhang Liyan heard that the job assigned to her was to go to the Revolutionary Committee to study.

Her expression remained unchanged, as if she had known it for a long time.

Lin Hanyu couldn't help but wonder, had her husband told her about this a long time ago?

In the end, Zhang Liyan was the only one in their bureau who went to the Revolutionary Committee to learn propaganda work.

Those comrades in the Propaganda Department got sick with stomachaches because of the collective eating.

They can only move around the unit with difficulty.

Not suitable for work that requires long periods of sitting.

The next day, when Zhang Liyan walked to the Revolutionary Committee alone, her face was as gloomy as ink.

Lin Hanyu ignored her.

The days passed leisurely like this.

Today is Sunday.

At this moment, Lin Hanyu was sitting on the sofa, looking down at the letter that had just been mailed from Yang City.

Sanbao now communicates with his family mostly through letters.

The amount of back and forth every month is almost enough for them to write two letters back and forth.

Her little girl's life with the army was quite fulfilling.

Although, the people I met were hard to describe.

But, she is safe.

You can live your life in peace without having to worry about being affected by local events all the time.

That's fine.

Now is the time when the pomegranates at home are ripe.

Zhiyun and Zhiyi, these two little guys just celebrated their first birthday yesterday.

She and A-ye celebrated their three treasures’ birthdays just like they did every year.

She also went into the kitchen early to make birthday cakes for her granddaughters.

"grandmother…"

When Lin Manyu heard the baby voice and looked up, she saw her second granddaughter standing in front of her.

Looking at her softly and cutely.

"Yiyi, why didn't you go to your mother to eat cakes?"

As she spoke, she smiled and reached out to hold the little girl in her arms to feel her weight.

"Where's my sister?"

"In the yard."

When Lin Yuyu carried her second granddaughter out of the house.

The eldest granddaughter and two daughters-in-law were sitting under the arbour eating pomegranates.

On the round bamboo table was the osmanthus cake that she had just made in the morning.

"grandmother…"

When Zhiyun saw her grandmother, she quickly put down the pomegranate in her hand.

Da da da...run over here.

Lin Hanyu holds a little granddaughter's hand.

The smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

"Mom, Qingyi can't come back for the New Year this year."

"Ok?"

She tilted her head slightly and looked at her eldest daughter-in-law.

"Did Dabao write a letter?"

Meng Xiaoou met her mother-in-law's gaze and shook her head.

"It's a letter written on behalf of Qing Yi by the Beijing Military Region Research Institute."

"The letter was just delivered to my uncle's house this morning."

"I'm going back to my mom's."

"I just happened to meet my aunt in the compound. She was coming home to deliver a letter."

Lin Hanyu took the letter handed over by her eldest daughter-in-law.

Look down.

The handwriting on this letter is definitely not that of the eldest son.

The content is also concise, with just these few words: "Not going home for the New Year."

The signature is Bai Qingyi.

She couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

This year's Spring Festival, my eldest son and my younger daughter will not be able to celebrate at home.

Thinking of this, Lin Hanyu stood up and hugged her two little granddaughters who were lying in the rocking chair.

Turned and walked into the house.

When she pushed open the door of the bedroom on the second floor, she saw Aye sitting at the desk drawing on paper.

Lin Hanyu didn't say anything. She changed into her pajamas and lay on the bed, wanting to sleep for a while.

Seeing that his wife was in a bad mood, Bai Ye put down the pen in his hand.

Then he lay down on the bed.

He reached out and held his wife in his arms.

"Hello, shall we sleep after dinner?"

"Well... I'll get some sleep first."

Bai Ye said nothing more after hearing this, but just hugged the person in his arms tighter.

He closed his eyes as well.

Lin Hanyu and Bai Ye opened their eyes only when they heard their second son calling them to wake up.

When they both went downstairs, dinner was already on the table.

"Grandpa and grandma, eat."

"well……"

When Bai Ye heard his two little granddaughters talking, his cold and handsome face visibly softened.

He looked at his little granddaughters, whose teeth had not yet grown.

His eyes lit up, and the sense of oppression he felt faded.