The couple made a living in the 1950s.

At night, the children were already asleep.

In the restaurant, Lin Hanyu reached out and put the leftover dumplings scattered on various plates into two plates.

Then he got up and took Bai Ye to the bathroom to wash up.

With two daughters-in-law doing housework these years, she has become much more relaxed.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Bai Ye was lying on the bed watching his wife sitting in front of the dressing table taking care of her skin.

"What did you want to say just now?"

Lin Hanyu paused slightly while applying the beauty cream on her hands and thought for a while before she remembered what he said.

She quickly wiped her face, climbed onto the bed and snuggled into Bai Ye's arms.

"Aye, Zhang Liyan's courtyard in our office got electricity last month."

"The meter reader has to come to our house every month to read the electricity meter, and we have so many wall lamps in our house."

“It’s definitely more expensive than the average household’s electricity bill.”

"In the long run, will it attract the attention of the power supply bureau?"

"Aye, how about we separate the household registrations for our two sons?"

Hearing this, Bai Ye looked down at her.

Just happened to meet her gaze.

"The household registration was divided?"

"Well, we leave a wall lamp in both living rooms and each bedroom."

"There are four floors in the two kitchens, and only one wall lamp is left on each floor. In the dining room, only one of the two wall lamps is left."

"Both wall lights in the bathroom stay on, regardless of whether you are standing at the sink to wash."

"Whether it's going to the toilet or using the bathroom, you need electric lighting."

"If we have electricity at home in the future, but we still have to carry a kerosene lamp every time we go to the bathroom, then there's not much point in having electricity at home."

"There are six bedrooms in our main house and the east wing."

"That makes seventeen wall lamps."

"If three households share the electricity bill, the money is reasonable."

"After all, the lights in the living room, kitchen and bathroom won't be turned on as often as in the bedroom."

Bai Ye habitually stroked the beautiful back of the person in his arms, and his hands felt smooth and tender.

He pondered for a moment, then lowered his head slightly to look into her eyes.

“I’ve heard that in many areas, electricity bills are not calculated using mechanical meters.”

"Just charge the electricity bill based on the number of lights in your home."

"If that's the case, seventeen lights are indeed a bit too much for our family."

"Now we in Beijing use mechanical meters to calculate electricity bills, even though there are many electric lights at home."

"But the kitchen light is used when cooking, and the bedroom, living room, dining room and bathroom lights are only turned on when they are in use."

"I removed all the other wall lamps first, leaving only fifteen."

"We don't compare our family to those who have only one light bulb for the whole family."

"Then the electricity bill shouldn't be much more than other people's."

"When registering, they will definitely record how many people there are in our family."

"With so many people in the family, it's normal for the electricity bill to be a little higher."

Lin Yuyu couldn't help blinking when she saw how serious her man was.

There are ten people living in their family, which is not a lot compared to those families with three generations and more than 20 people living together.

"what happened?"

Bai Ye noticed that his wife in his arms was in a daze.

He bent down and kissed her fair and tender forehead.

"At work, does anyone usually ask you how you maintain such good looks?"

"She still looks like a young woman in her early thirties."

Bai Ye was talking, but his hands were not keeping still.

He kept his hands on her slender waist and kneaded it slowly upwards.

While kneading her, his other hand couldn't help but stroke her seaweed-like hair.

Lin Manyu's face gradually turned red, and she no longer cared about the electricity bill.

While panting, she raised her head slightly and kissed Bai Ye's chin.

A man does not look old at the age of 40. Over the years, this man in my family has eaten a lot of the health-preserving recipes left by my mother in the space.

Although he is almost fifty years old, he still looks like he is in his mid-thirties.

The body's functions have not changed much in the past twenty years.

I am still as passionate about doing that as ever.

Bai Ye felt that the person in his arms was not paying attention, so he couldn't help but increase his movements.

The next morning, Lin Hanyu heard the sound of the wall clock ringing in a daze.

She turned around and huddled gently into the quilt.

He led Bai Ye to reach out and pull her back into his arms.

"What are you hiding from?"

"Today is the first day of the Chinese New Year. We will celebrate the New Year in the courtyard later."

"Do we still need to go to Big Brother's house to pay New Year's greetings?"

"okay."

Lin Manyu stretched her sore body and snuggled into Bai Ye's arms again.

When the two of them went downstairs, breakfast was already ready.

In the living room, Li Fanglei and Meng Xiaoou saw their parents-in-law go into the bathroom to wash up.

We got up and walked to the kitchen together. The food was being warmed in a big pot.

Bring it into the dining room and put it on the dining table, then you can start eating breakfast.

My little girl’s husband’s family has a grandmother who is an elder.

Ever since their little daughter got married, Lin Manyu and Bai Ye would bring their entire family to visit the Jiang family every New Year’s Day.

Generally speaking, they would meet Li Ze and Ding Qiang with their family at Jiang's house.

The four families became closer and closer because of the marriage between the little girl and Mingbo.

In the past, when the four families came out of the Jiang family, they would go to the front yard of the east wing where his father lived with Ding Qiang's family to pay New Year's greetings.

Ever since Ding Yunli passed away the year before last, Lin Hanyu and her friends separated from everyone else who was celebrating the New Year at Jiang's house and went to celebrate the New Year at her eldest brother's home in the military compound.

At this moment, Lin Hanyu and his family were sitting in the living room of the military district's eldest brother's house.

Lin Hanlin looked at A Jin in his arms with a smile.

This little guy was still in confinement when I last saw him.

Now he looks whiter and fatter than last time.

My sister has always taken good care of her children.

"Aunt, is Yi'an from cousin Yuhao's family as cute as Ah Heng?"

"I have never seen Yi An in my life."

After listening to what his niece Jing Ruo said, Lin Hanyu reached out and touched her little head.

"That's natural, they are just as cute."

My eldest brother has a son and a daughter, one born in 1961 and the other born in 1964.

He is the youngest among all his brothers and sisters.

This little girl is only eight years old.

But then again, before Yuhao was transferred to the Harbin Research Institute, they could only communicate through letters.

In the research institute, people other than parents, wives and children are not often allowed to write letters.

Most of the time, they could only ask about Yuhao's recent situation in the letters they exchanged with their eldest sister.

This year, he was transferred to the Shen City Research Institute.

Now, the eldest sister can see her eldest son more often.

Yuhao, the eldest nephew, has a smooth academic, work and life just like his sister.

After graduation, I married a college classmate who was also in graduate school.

The year before last, she gave birth to her eldest son, Zhang Yian.

The photo of my eldest niece Yichun’s child is still in the family album.

Little Yi'an was born just two years ago, but even his elder sister doesn't have a photo of him.

Not to mention meeting people.

Thinking of this, Lin Manyu took out two photos of her second grandson taken when he was one month old from her handbag.

One photo was left for my eldest brother, and the other photo was sent by military mail to my eldest brother-in-law's army unit.

Over the years, she has developed a tacit understanding with her eldest cousin.

Every time a child is born in the family, photos are taken and asked the other party to put them in the photo album.