The couple made a living in the 1950s.

She is almost thirty years old, but there is still no trace of time on her face.

Her skin is so tender and whiter than when she was twenty years old.

Dabao coaxed his son and put him in the crib to sleep by himself.

Just lie on the bed, waiting for your wife to come.

Meng Xiaoou finally took care of her hair and closed the small jar.

Then she climbed onto the bed and lay in Dabao's arms.

"Qingyi, Dad will let my sister and I go home for dinner tomorrow night."

"My brother is back from the army."

"Isn't this what we agreed on last week?"

"I know, I just wanted to remind you in case you didn't remember."

"How could that be? I won't forget what you care about."

Dabao smiled and kissed his wife, then hugged her tighter.

Meng Xiaoou felt the heat from his body.

I couldn't help but blush.

In the early morning, Dabao opened his eyes with a satisfied look on his face.

I reached out and touched the place beside me, but there was no warmth anymore.

He tilted his head slightly and saw his eldest son looking at him with his big, round eyes.

This child looks like him.

He looks like his dad.

When Lin Hanyu saw her eldest son push the door open, she quickly reached out to serve him some rice porridge and placed it on the dining table.

"Come over and eat."

"it is good."

Dabao smiled and looked at his mother and nodded. He walked to the empty seat next to his wife, sat down and started eating breakfast.

Tonight, he and his wife will take their son back to the military compound for dinner.

Later, he would go to the department store to buy some gifts and bring them to the Meng family in the evening.

In Yang City, Sanbao was currently sitting in a military vehicle on his way to his workplace.

There were not many military dependents on the military vehicle, and she was the only one going to work in the city.

Most people come to the city to buy things while their children are in school.

Today, Sanbao doesn’t recognize anyone in this car.

But, they obviously knew her.

The military families sat together and talked, even if their voices were lowered.

She could still vaguely hear her own name.

Sanbao was a little helpless because Mingbo hadn't submitted his marriage report.

In the army, he is a candidate for son-in-law that many leaders consider.

My own work unit is better than all the military dependents accompanying the troops.

She became someone they often mentioned.

As for, whether to say she is good or bad.

Sanbao didn't care either.

"Sister-in-law, wait a moment."

She got out of the car and turned around and took a few steps when she heard the voice of the military vehicle driver coming from behind her.

Sanbao turned around, smiled and waited for him to continue.

"Sister-in-law, today the car will return to the compound half an hour later than usual."

"Just come over at 5:30 and take the bus."

"it is good."

Seeing that he looked unhappy, Sanbao smiled and nodded politely.

Military vehicle drivers are all car soldiers in the army.

Normally, military vehicles are not driven back and forth between the city and the troops.

They are training normally in the army.

For the task of driving a military vehicle, the motor vehicle company sends out five soldiers at a time in shifts to carry out the task.

There aren't many times like today when we know for sure that the departure time will be changed.

Moreover, she had never seen this driver before.

Sanbao went to work without asking any questions.

If the military vehicle was delayed for half an hour due to official business, it was not her business.

If it's because of personal matters.

Her mother told her since she was young that girls are a vulnerable group in this world and should not meddle in other people's affairs.

Get into trouble.

Even so, she learned martial arts from her father.

He is very skilled, but if he encounters a lot of bad guys.

It was also difficult for her to get away unscathed.

My mother often told me to ask fewer questions and not to be too sympathetic when I was outside.

When something bad happens or someone needs help.

You could go to the police station yourself and report it to the police for him and that would be the most you could do.

As Sanbao was thinking, he walked to the door of his unit.