On New Year's Day in 1976, the army held a cultural evening as usual, and most of the family members in the compound were invited to watch.

Duan Xichuan considered that it was inconvenient for Shen Xiaobei to hold two children, so he returned to the compound early and accompanied her to the army's auditorium.

After finding a seat in the auditorium, Shen Xiaobei looked at Duan Xichuan, who was sitting next to him and holding Shui En, and thought of the scene last year when they sat in two separate places and could only look at each other from afar.

I couldn't help but smile and asked him, "Xichuan, am I considered a mother who has gained fame this year because of my son?"

"You little bastard, you're talking nonsense. What do you mean a mother is honored by her son? If we're talking about honor, then the son is honored by his mother."

Duan Xichuan is worthy of being a soldier.

His reaction ability was quite quick, and his desire to survive was extremely strong. He answered without a single mistake. Shen Xiaobei smiled happily after hearing this, and let him go for the time being.

After the two of them whispered and teased their two sons for a while, the party began.

As soon as the performers of the second show came on stage, Shen Xiaobei noticed that Si Baige was among them.

She deliberately nudged Duan Xichuan with her elbow, silently reminding him: Look at Si Baige, she is so beautiful and talented!

Duan Xichuan knew her little thoughts, sat seriously and smiled lightly, then quietly reached out and pinched Shen Xiaobei's waist, and replied to her silently: "Stinky girl, is it necessary to make such a fuss?"

"ah!"

Shen Xiaobei didn't expect Duan Xichuan to use this trick so suddenly, and he cried out in pain.

As soon as she finished shouting, she saw a family member in the front row looking back at her, and she immediately covered her mouth with her hands with embarrassment.

Then she lowered her head and glared at Duan Xichuan coquettishly. Duan Xichuan pretended not to see it, and held Shui En seriously, still looking at the stage in front of him with a faint smile on his face.

But in his heart he was complaining with a little pride: Look at you, little girl, you still like Tisi Baige, your husband has his own way to punish you!

After the couple watched the evening show with a secret competition of interest, they were a few meters away from the door of the auditorium when the chief of staff called Duan Xichuan.

"Hello, Chief of Staff!"

"Xichuan, you don't have to be so formal while holding the child."

"Yes, Chief of Staff!"

"Xichuan, your two boys look just like you! They are practically cut from the same mold. When they grow up, they will definitely be just like you, two promising boys."

"Thank you, Chief of Staff. You are very kind."

"Oh, no compliments, no compliments! As the saying goes, like father, like son. Besides, your wife is a great writer, which is not easy. The child you two have will definitely have great things when he grows up."

"You're too kind, Chief of Staff. I can't be called a great writer. I'm just an ordinary writer."

"Xiao Shen, you're too modest. I've read your articles in the newspaper several times. You're a talented person!"

"Even Lao Guan has praised you in front of me many times, saying that his wife has a keen eye for talent and has adopted a great writer as her goddaughter. Lao Guan is so proud that his beard is about to stand on end!"

"Haha, Chief of Staff, what Godfather said must be a joke."

"Hahaha, Xiao Shen, don't be so nervous. I was just joking with you and Xichuan! Seeing you two have such handsome kids, I envy you!"

Although Duan Xichuan did not add the surname when he called the chief of staff, when Shen Xiaobei heard what he said, he secretly concluded in his heart that this chief of staff must be Si Baige's father.

Seeing him laughing so happily, it really looked like he was joking, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so nervous.

While the three were chatting, Si Baige and two female soldiers walked out of the auditorium talking and laughing.

As soon as she saw her father and Duan Xichuan and his wife standing on the roadside talking, she stopped chatting with her companions, lowered her head, pretended not to see them, and hurried past.

However, the Chief of Staff immediately stopped her: "Bai Ge, why are you hiding when you see your dad?"

"Who's hiding from you?"

"If you're not hiding from me, then you're hiding from Xichuan and his wife?"

"Tsk, why would I hide from them?"

Si Baige walked over reluctantly and asked her father in a bad mood.

"Why are you hiding from them? Look at yourself, girl, and then look at Xichuan's wife. No wonder Xichuan looks down on you!"

"Dad, why are you insulting me like this in front of outsiders? Am I your biological daughter, or are they your biological son and your biological daughter?"

"Humph, if they were really my biological sons and daughters, then I, your father, would wake up laughing even in my dreams! There would be no need to worry about you, an old maid, not being able to get married, like I do now."

"I, how am I old? Dad, is there any father like you? No matter how old your daughter is, she is not as old as you!"

Seeing that her father didn't give her any face in front of outsiders, Si Baige became so angry that her face turned red and she started arguing with him.

Duan Xichuan and Shen Xiaobei stood nearby, not knowing whether to say anything or just walk away so rudely.

I can only watch the father and daughter bickering silently for the time being.

"Listen to me, what nonsense you're saying! If you were as old as your dad and no one wanted you, your dad wouldn't worry about you! What should he worry about? Your life is almost over, why should I worry about your dad?"

"Bai Ge, it's not that Dad dislikes you, it's just that you have such a bad temper. You really need to change it!"

"Look at Xichuan's wife, she's well-educated, polite, and speaks softly, like a lady from a noble family. No wonder Xichuan likes her."

"Look at you now. You're like a sky-high chili pepper, spicy and easily exploded. Which man would dare to marry you?"

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