The couple made a living in the 1950s.

On the other side in Beijing City, Lin Sen looked at his mother in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment.

When they came back from the military compound, my mother kept talking about going to my sister's house to find her.

He didn't object, because all the benefits would be his anyway.

However, he was somewhat afraid of those people from the Bai family.

What era is this? No matter how I look at it, my wish to have the Lin family take care of me in my old age is not feasible.

The Lin family not only has the mother-in-law of my eldest nephew's wife, but also the children of the eldest uncle of the Lin family.

That guy is a lieutenant general.

The government can allow such demands to be met.

But when he thought of the Lin family's immense wealth in his memory, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

At that time, the Bai family and the Lin family were among the richest families in the entire Su Province.

For generations, they have intermarried with wealthy families in various places, and the dowries brought in by the mistresses of each generation are enough for their children to live a lifetime.

After a hundred years of accumulating wealth, there are still fewer girls than boys in the family.

The more money comes in, the less dowry goes out.

It has been passed down from generation to generation, and there has not even been a single playboy who squanders his money.

He still finds it amazing when he thinks back on it now.

Li Erya sat aside, looked at her husband and then turned to look at her mother-in-law.

"If you ask me, you should ask to find out if it's possible. Maybe it will work."

"You also said that their family is rich. I don't think they would care about Mom's retirement money."

"It's not against the law for us to ask."

"Mingbo's mother-in-law dares to use her position as a public security official to arrest us and put us in jail."

"What Arya said is right this time. When I come back, I will use my retirement money to buy you some flowered fabrics to make clothes."

Lin Zhaoshi is confident about providing for the elderly. In the eyes of those aristocratic families, providing for the elderly servants has always been a must.

When Lin Sen and Li Erya heard her say this, hope began to ignite in their hearts.

Lying in bed thinking about the good days in the future.

The next morning, Lin Hanyu and Bai Ye got on the train on time.

At that time, sleeper tickets still required a quota, and Bai Ye was able to buy two sleeper tickets only with his chief engineer certificate.

Some time ago, he was promoted to chief engineer and received a first-level technical salary of 322 yuan per month.

Based on what he learned in his past and present lives, he proposed many reasonable new ideas for architecture.

This makes him play an important role in the entire Chinese architectural industry.

When the two of them found the cubicle, no one was inside.

Lin Hanyu saw that the two lower bunks were clean and tidy, so he chose one and sat on it with a smile.

Although the lower berth is slightly more expensive than the middle and upper berths, it is indeed convenient.

She put the cloth bag in her hand on the bedside and turned to look at Bai Ye who was placing breakfast on the small table.

They spend most of their time on the train during the day and have to eat lunch on the train.

She didn’t know what the food on the train was like. She and Aye hadn’t eaten on the train for many years.

Lin Yuyu looked at the dumplings, blanched shredded pork and bamboo shoot pot stickers on the small table.

Sitting on the other side of the small table.

At the next stop, a man and a woman got on the train shortly after it stopped.

Lin Hanyu has always had respect and gratitude for soldiers in her heart. Seeing this man and woman wearing military uniforms, she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

He quickly looked away.

If she still remembered the female soldier she and A Ye met in the train compartment when they were returning to Beijing from Shen City many years ago.

You can definitely tell that the female soldier and the female soldier in front of you are the same person.

Fu Xiaomei looked at the almost identical faces of Lin Manyu and Jiang Mingbo's wife.

He lowered his head slightly to hide the difference in his eyes.

She couldn't believe that two people who had absolutely no relationship could be so alike.

Fu Xiaomei looked up at her husband who was standing beside her, then turned around and lay down on her middle bunk.

After Yang Hua married her cousin Gu Yue, she married her husband Liu Qiang the following year.

If we ignore the fact that her uncle is the head of the group, let's just talk about herself and her parents' family.

She is trying to climb up to Liu Qiang's level.

Liu Qiang is the deputy battalion commander who has just been transferred to the Yangshi Military Region. His family lives in Sijiucheng.

My father was a worker in a steel factory, and although my mother had no job, she had a Beijing household registration and was supplied with grain by the state.

Her parents are farmers, and if it weren't for her aunt taking her out to be a cultural and art soldier.

Maybe she was farming in the countryside and had already married and had children and was the mother of several children.

"Is it Uncle Bai and Aunt Lin?"

The silence in the previously quiet compartment was broken by Liu Qiang's words.

Lin Hanyu carefully looked at the soldier in front of him, and a vague impression gradually emerged in his mind.

"Is this Qiangzi from Sister Guixiang's family? Are you back to visit your relatives?"

"Yes, I brought my wife back to visit relatives."

"Come on, Xiaomei, come here."

"These two are Uncle Bai and Aunt Lin from our courtyard."

"This is my wife, Fu Xiaomei."