The couple made a living in the 1950s.

This morning, he not only bought meat buns and sugar cakes.

I also bought two bowls of rice porridge.

Thinking of this, he put the food in his hands on the table.

He walked to the kitchen, he needed to boil two eggs.

It doesn't take long to boil an egg if you buy it with a ticket in the army canteen.

Somewhat uneconomical.

Although, he and Qingshu have a good income.

Because of the officer's allowance, the types and numbers of tickets he received every month were more than those of local cadres of the same level.

With his and Qingshu's salaries combined, the family would save a lot of money every month.

The tickets you get are military tickets, which can be used all over the country, and you don’t need to worry about the tickets expiring and becoming unusable.

However, you can't spend money recklessly.

My wife is a little money-grubber, a girl who likes to count money.

Every time I see her holding the cash box and counting money, I feel particularly happy.

They still want to save some money while ensuring the quality of life.

Every month, he could save most of the salary and bills he received.

The family could not spend all Qingshu's salary alone, even for the two of them.

At this moment, Sanbao doesn't know that in his heart he is a person who likes to count money.

She was lying in bed and didn't want to get up.

But I have to go to work today.

Eventually, you have to get up, wash, eat, and go to the military gate to take the military vehicle.

Jiang Mingbo set the table for breakfast before turning around and going into the bedroom.

He picked up his wife and went into the bathroom. He was over 1.8 meters tall.

Looking down at my 1.65-meter-tall wife, I could only see the top of her hair.

He looked at his sleepy wife and reached out to rub her little face.

"Hurry up and wash up, or you won't have enough time to eat breakfast properly later."

At this moment, in the east wing of the Bai family courtyard in Beijing.

Li Fanglei was lying next to the bathroom sink, vomiting violently.

Thinking of a possibility, she couldn't help but raise her hand and touch her lower abdomen.

Now, there should be children here again.

A'yun and Yiyi are already five years old, and she and Brother Qingxiang have this child at the right time.

Ever since the birth of his two little girls, people in this courtyard have been gossiping from time to time.

Plus, I haven't been pregnant in these years.

Some people who are jealous of their family's good life always say behind their backs that Brother Qingxiang might be about to die out.

This time I’m pregnant, it should be a boy.

She didn't care whether she gave birth to a boy or a girl.

However, she couldn't bear to see everyone talking about Qingxiang brother.

My parents-in-law are not partial to my eldest brother and sister-in-law's nephew.

Instead, he dotes on his two little daughters even more.

However, her parents-in-law wanted her to have another baby.

I can feel it myself.

She is also willing to have more children with Brother Qingxiang.

When Erbao went downstairs, he saw his wife standing in the bathroom in a daze.

"Leilei, what are you thinking about?"

"It's okay. I'm still a little sleepy."

Li Fanglei met his concerned look and smiled warmly.

"Then you sleep a little longer. My brother will be home and I will make breakfast with him."

After saying that, Erbao reached out and rubbed his wife's eyebrows.

Then he turned around and walked out of the house towards the main room.

Li Fanglei didn't go upstairs until she could no longer see his back.

The two little girls were sleeping soundly, so she didn't wake them up.

Instead, he lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

They can't sleep for long, because they have to get up, wash up and take the children to work later.

She didn't want to tell her family that she might be pregnant again without going to the hospital for a check-up.

Although she was very confident, what if she was not pregnant.

Wouldn't that be a waste of joy?

Meng Xiaoou saw that it was his brother-in-law who came to cook.

She greeted him with a smile, put down the washed cabbage in her hand, wiped her hands, and then walked out of the kitchen with a smile.

Go upstairs.

When Meng Xiaoou entered the bedroom, she saw Dabao lying beside her son's crib, watching him sleep.

Qingyi likes to watch his son sleep. He watches him before he goes to bed at night and when he wakes up in the morning.

Dabao saw his wife lying back on the bed and turned around and hugged her.

"It's not about making breakfast."

"I want to sleep in like Leilei."

When Dabao heard this, a look of understanding flashed across his eyes.

Today it is my younger brother who is cooking in the kitchen.

He leaned over and kissed her hair.

"Then I'll go cook, too. You can sleep for a while."

Meng Xiaoou closed his eyes and dozed off only after he saw Dabao close the door and leave.

After all, the sister-in-law and the brother-in-law have to avoid suspicion.

When Qingyi is not at home, his younger brother never cooks for Leilei and himself.

When one of me or Leilei is not feeling well, my mother-in-law always helps with the housework.

In the kitchen, Erbao saw his brother open the door and come in.

He sat on a small square stool, lighting a fire and looking at his brother.

Dabao had nothing to understand when he saw him like this.

"You take care of the fire, and I'll do the rest."

"it is good."

When Erbao heard his brother say this, he put a piece of wood into the stove with confidence.

This small piece of wood can support the millet porridge until it is cooked.

Before that, Meng Xiaoou had already put the millet into the pot.

Dabao stood in front of the operating table, watching his wife wash the cabbage and eggplants.

He turned around and went up to the second floor of the kitchen and took down five more potatoes.

He picked up a small square stool, sat next to his brother and started peeling potatoes.

Since I was a child, I have only eaten peeled potatoes at my own home and my uncle's house.

The potatoes he usually ate in the cafeteria were all with the skin on, and even at his father-in-law's house they were eaten with the skin on.

Now that supplies are scarce, everyone thinks peeling potatoes is just a way to reduce their weight.

Millet porridge, salted duck eggs, Chinese cabbage soup and potatoes stewed with eggplant for breakfast is also very good.

"elder brother?"

"Ok?"

"Have you ever had breakfast without dry food in our house?"

Erbao saw that his brother wanted to be lazy and looked at him with a smile.

The food at his workplace’s cafeteria was the only one at home where the food was mediocre. He wasn’t allowed to eat enough in the morning and wasn’t allowed to eat meat.

How can that be done?

Dabao tilted his head slightly, looked at his younger brother, smiled and nodded.

I forgot about him, myself, my parents, my wife, and my brother and sister-in-law.

At noon, you can eat enough meat and vegetable meals in the company cafeteria.

My younger brother may not be able to eat at noon. He eats whatever he wants in the hospital cafeteria.

Depends on what food is left in the cafeteria.

Thinking of this, Dabao showed a barely perceptible trace of heartache on his face.

He walked to the big vat in the yard, took out some wrapped wontons filled with pure meat and brought them back to the kitchen.

When Erbao saw the pure meat wontons being put into the pot, his eyes were filled with joy.

My parents are staying in the staff building tonight, and the only meat dish for dinner at home will probably be scrambled eggs.

If he wants to eat meat, he has to rely on breakfast.

Dad didn't know where he got so many meat tickets.

They were all wrapped into dumplings, wontons, and buns and placed in a large vat outside.

Save it for breakfast, or eat it when you don’t have time to make dinner.

When Lin Hanyu and Bai Ye went downstairs to wash up, the children had already gathered in the living room.