The couple made a living in the 1950s.

Everyone saw Pan Zhaodi standing there without saying anything, then taking off her coat without saying a word and throwing it to Fu Chunying.

Just go home.

No one stopped her from leaving. After watching enough of the fun, it was time for them to go home and sleep.

It would be embarrassing to just walk away and do nothing.

Now even the parties involved left, and the military families who came to watch the fun also went home one after another.

"Comrade Bai, I'm going to take Baohua home to sleep first."

When Sanbao heard what Aunt Fang said, he smiled and nodded.

"Baohua, let's see you again, auntie."

"Goodbye, Auntie."

"Goodbye, Baohua."

Sanbao looked at little Baohua, who was nestled in Aunt Fang's arms.

There was a gleam of fondness in his eyes for the little girl from Captain Fang's family.

Aunt Fang was well-educated and very likable at a young age.

At this moment, in the office of the 35th Regiment of the army.

Regiment commander Wang Shiling and deputy regiment commander Zhang Jianhua, along with several battalion commanders, were listening attentively to Jiang Mingbo conveying the latest instructions from their superiors.

After they finished the meeting, Jiang Mingbo looked down at the watch on his wrist.

It's already half past eight in the evening.

He stood up and left the office with everyone else. All officers above the battalion level in the entire military region were in a meeting.

At this time, everyone was heading home.

dong dong dong...

In the family building, Sanbao was lying down when he heard a knock on his door.

A look of joy appeared on his face.

She got up from the bed, ran to the door, opened it, and saw Jiang Mingbo standing outside with a smile on her face.

"come on in."

"Ah."

Jiang Mingbo took the opportunity to hug his wife and went into the bathroom to wash up together.

"I've washed it."

"Then accompany me to wash again."

Seeing that he rarely showed a rogue look, Sanbao agreed with his idea.

An hour had passed by the time the two of them lay down on the bed together again.

Jiang Mingbo touched the little face of the person in his arms and couldn't help but lean over again.

My own wife wants to be a mother.

He needs to help her more, otherwise how can she be a mother alone.

At this time, Zhang Cuiyan's home.

She was also lying on the bed with Liu An, talking about Pan Zhaodi.

After listening to what his wife said, Liu An sighed silently in his heart.

He really didn't want to get involved in this matter.

But there was no way, Wei Guoqiang was a soldier under his command.

His wife happened to know about this, so he couldn't pretend that he knew nothing about it.

Thinking of this, he reached out and hugged his wife.

"When Wei Guoqiang comes back from his mission, I'll talk to him."

"See what he thinks. There are no soldiers out there risking their lives."

"As superiors, we have the right to punish other people's wives at home."

"Before the division commander was transferred to the Shen City Military Region, the division commander's sister-in-law took care of all the family affairs among the military families in our compound."

"In a few days, a new division commander will take over. I wonder if his family will take over these matters."

"it is good."

Zhang Cuiyan hugged Liu An's waist and couldn't help but think of Sanbao.

Qingshu is the only college student in the family compound, and she herself is one of the few high school students in the compound.

The two of them got along well and would naturally hang out together.

In fact, she is fifteen years older than Qingshu. She and her husband's youngest daughter Muhua were both born in 1955.

I’m about to enter the first year of high school.

It has been a year since my eldest son graduated from high school and is now working in the countryside in the rural area below Yang City.

She and her husband had a son and a daughter.

Families like theirs, as long as they are not the only child, must respond to the call from their superiors.

Send a child to live in the countryside.

That person cannot be the daughter that is raised as a spoiled child, but can only be the eldest son.

I think Qingshu is good friends with me because I am not as patriarchal as other people in my life.

In fact, Qingshu misjudged herself.

I am different from her, and I can feel it when I interact with her.

She grew up in a family that really values ​​boys and girls equally.

It's even possible that her parents favored her more at certain times of her childhood.

When I was just partial to my son, I also loved my daughter.

When her children were young, she would secretly cook eggs for her son when her daughter was not at home.

However, going to the countryside to work is different from my daughter eating one less egg.

It wouldn't hurt her if she had one less egg.

But if she was asked to go to the countryside, away from herself and her husband, to do farm work.

Chances are, something will happen that they can't control.

There is a saying from ancient times that "poor and remote areas produce unruly people" that has been passed down to this day.

She didn't think it was nonsense.

If I let my eldest son go to the countryside, my family and my husband will feel much more at ease. My son is tall and strong, just like his father.

The young man is almost twenty years old, and his father is the deputy commander of the Yang City Military Region.

He went to a rural area under Yang City to do some farm work, which was not considered to be very hard work.

Compared with his father's life and death on the battlefield, these are nothing.

Her husband also promised her that he would transfer their son back home as long as there was a suitable opportunity.

She had also prepared herself mentally for her son to be a grown man.

In the unfamiliar countryside, the worst thing that could happen was that he would find himself a country wife.

In the future, if the two of them really can't get along, I can decide for my son to get a divorce.

Compared with divorced daughters, divorced sons are more likely to find a new partner.

Liu An felt that his wife was not asleep, so he turned over and lay on his side facing her.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"It's okay. I should mail something to North Korea this week."

"I want to buy him a few canned yellow peaches and mail them to him."

"I don't know if he can eat fruit in the Youth League Home."

"Well, buy a bottle for Muhua as well."

"It was the decision made by the two of us to send Yuan Chao to the countryside."

"You can't let your little girl be shortchanged just because of this."

"it is good."

When Liu An heard his wife's agreement, he closed his eyes.

His little daughter is a well-behaved child and sees most of the families in the military compound.

When faced with the choice of choosing between sending your son or your daughter to the countryside.

Most families choose their daughters to go to the countryside.

From then on, she would do more housework at home than before.

The smile on the little face is sincere and happy.

He had seen too many female soldiers on the battlefield who were just as capable as men.

In my heart, sons and daughters are the same.

As long as the child has the same surname as himself, he will be worthy of his ancestors.

Is this child a son or a daughter?

To him, they are all his own blood.

The next morning, Sanbao moved his legs slightly.

I just feel so sore and weak.

For a moment, I was angry with myself.

Last night, I couldn't resist the temptation.

Whenever the man used some tricks, she would let him do whatever he wanted.

In the end, she was the only one who felt unwell.

Jiang Mingbo came back after buying breakfast and saw Sanbao still lying on the bed.

I couldn't help but touch my nose feeling guilty.