After the military marriage, the stupid beauty wants to run away from her husband

Song Changzhou helped Zhang Yuwan, his living father, take a bath, wiped her body clean, washed the sheets and cleaned the room. He was busy until most of the night.

He checked on her several times at night, putting his hand under her nose to see if she was still breathing, fearing that the girl would suddenly go into shock. Her vomiting was so scary that she would never be able to drink again in her life.

Looking at the woman sleeping comfortably, he couldn't help but pinch her nose in revenge.

The only result was that the other person buried her head in his arms and slept more soundly. He had no choice but to fall asleep in his arms around the little woman.

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Zhang Yuwan went to the military district canteen to get meals every day until New Year's Eve. In addition to preparing some snacks at home, he planned to go with Song Changzhou to give gifts to neighbors and several leaders on the first day of the new year. The rest of his time was eating and sleeping.

Mrs. Wu had taken an early holiday the day after the art troupe's performance. Zhang Yuwan's leg injury had healed and the Chinese New Year was coming soon. Mrs. Wu had never had a rest before, so she simply let him go back early.

Song Changzhou had breakfast at home and went to the army to stand guard for the last time.

Originally, he was supposed to be on duty on New Year's Eve, but his boss said that he was newly married and the young couple wanted to celebrate the New Year together in their first year, so his duty was changed to the third day of the New Year.

Zhang Yuwan no longer slept in, getting up early to clean the house. The children in the compound had already had their day off, and they were playing with chickens and dogs. The sounds of various firecrackers and children laughing and playing hadn't stopped since morning.

She wore a black thick-knitted woolen hat with curled brim, a gray thick-knitted cable-knit sweater inside, a military coat outside, and a pair of long boots on her feet.

She took out the small basket of firecrackers and firecrackers that Song Changzhou had prepared for her and happily joined the group of children.

At that time, no one had mobile phones or watched TV dramas. Every household was preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. Children gathered together to set off firecrackers, kick keys, grab stones, and throw bread. Zhang Yuwan found everything new and even used his two firecrackers to exchange for a big iron ring with a child and played for a long time.

"Auntie, you have to hold on tight and be steady when crossing the pit. Hey~ you are so stupid!" Da Niu was almost getting anxious seeing how stupid Zhang Yuwan was.

"How long have you been playing? How long have I been playing? When you first started playing, you didn't even know if you could beat me! Humph!" Zhang Yuwan was unconvinced and started arguing with Da Niu. "And don't call me auntie, call me sister!"

"I was already very good when I first started playing!" Daniu curled his lips in disdain.

"If you don't let me play, I'll tell your mother that you can put a cannon into the vegetable garden in front of the political commissar's house and blow up a big hole." Zhang Yuwan raised his chin with the look of a villain who was determined to get what he wanted.

The children nearby had never seen such childish parents. Zhang Yuwan was pretty, so they all gathered together to play with her. They laughed when they saw her playing tricks. She was not like those adults who always lectured people. Soon, she started playing with the children.

"You, well, I'll let you play for a while, then it's my turn." Da Niu was also a little bully in the family quarters. Looking at the delicate and pretty Zhang Yuwan, he had to behave like a gentleman even though they were six or seven years apart in age.

"Daniu, you are so nice! I like kids like you the most in our school." Zhang Yuwan praised Daniu so much that his face turned red.

A group of them were playing a hoop game, and Zhang Yuwan's group was defeated miserably. Even though the team had strong skills, they couldn't withstand being held back by a stupid teammate.

Zhang Yuwan was not only addicted to food but also had a strong desire to play with the iron ring. She would play one more round every time. They used firecrackers and bread made of paper as stakes, and saw that the firecrackers in her small basket were getting fewer and fewer.

The children who won were reluctant to go home for dinner. How could they find a rich, sweet-mouthed and pretty sister to play with them?

In the end, the kids were dragged by their ears one by one by their parents before they were taken home. Zhang Yuwan saw that Da Niu looked unhappy and nudged him with his elbow. "Don't be so depressed. I'll treat you to a delicious meal in the cafeteria."

"I'm not going! My mom is making dumplings at home. The dumplings she makes are super delicious. I want to go home and eat dumplings." After saying that, Da Niu turned around and left.

"Hey, don't go!" Zhang Yuwan stopped him and said softly, "I want to eat dumplings too. No one in my family knows how to make them. Can you give me some of your dumplings?"

Zhang Yuwan was craving for this, but Mrs. Wu and Song Changzhou were not good at making dumplings.

"No, you didn't even think of giving me the roasted lamb last time, and my mother even beat me up. That beating was in vain!" Da Niu refused without hesitation.

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The little brat is so vindictive!

"I have a lot of delicious food at home. Next time I have something delicious, I'll share it with you! And when you make dumplings in the future, please give me some!" Zhang Yuwan said flatteringly.

Thinking of the delicious aroma that often wafted from Deputy Captain Song's house, Daniu had been craving it for a long time, so he agreed generously, "Okay! I'll go home and serve you a bowl right away, just wait!"

Zhang Yuwan made trumpet-shaped gestures with his hands and shouted at the running bull, "Send it to my house! I'll trade it for smoked fish and duck heads."

When Song Changzhou returned home for dinner, he saw a table full of four cold dishes, two hot dishes, one fish dish, one soup, and a plate of dumplings. "You've made it! You can actually make dumplings."

After saying that, he took a dumpling and tasted it, "Well, it tastes good!"

Zhang Yuwan pouted and rolled her eyes at him, "You knew I couldn't do it, yet you still asked me on purpose."

The braised dishes on the table were made by Mrs. Wu, the hot dishes were brought back from the canteen, the pork rib soup was stewed by Song Changzhou over low heat in the morning, and only the steamed fish was made by Zhang Yuwan himself.

Song Changzhou smiled, trying to make her happy but he was discovered. "Whose dumplings are these? They're delicious."

"It's Captain Zhang's family. I told you that Mrs. Wang is very good at making pasta. People in the north can make pasta into beautiful flowers." Zhang Yuwan's little mouth was full of food.

"Let's go back to Beijing if we have a chance. The dumplings in my house are also very delicious. We have whatever fillings you want. Our house is our house!" Song Changzhou looked at Zhang Yuwan's rolling eyes, realized he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly corrected his words, picking up a piece of braised lion's head and feeding it to Zhang Yuwan.

"I also want to eat mutton hotpot and Peking duck." Zhang Yuwan placed the order.

"Okay! There are also stir-fried tripe, fried liver, dalan fire-baked bread, braised pork, and donkey rolls. Oh, there are too many. You can eat from morning to night and your mouth won't stop." Song Changzhou couldn't help but speak in Beijing accent.

In the evening, the two of them set off firecrackers, posted Spring Festival couplets, and hung lanterns in the yard.

The two of them also found a mouse hole outside the compound, put a few peanuts in it, and posted a couplet.

Zhang Yuwan also received a red envelope of money as New Year's money, which contained ten human heads.

She prepared two sets of clothes for Song Changzhou: a black high-necked thick sweater, a blue low-necked cashmere sweater, a pair of cream-colored pants, a pair of black pants, a long black woolen coat, and a red scarf, just for the festive look.

The year 1976 arrived in the strong atmosphere of the New Year and the human touch.