Idle Chats in the 60s

Jiang Mengxue dreamed that she would return to several decades ago. She decisively sold all her property and filled the warehouse space of the bracelet left by her grandmother.

When Gu Qingbe...

Chapter 259 Big Peony

It’s hard to say what Jiang Mengxue will do if she joins the army and goes to the military hospital in the future, but with her previous career and her status as a military dependent, she will have no problem entering the military medical department.

After military dependents join the army, the military will generally help them solve work problems, otherwise it would be difficult for one person to support the entire family.

In addition, there will be more conflicts when there are too many people in the family compound, so it is better to find something for them to do to avoid trouble.

But later on, as the number of family members increased, the work could no longer be arranged, so they could only wait in line.

There are many family members in the current headquarters who are unemployed, so we can only wait and see.

"Mom, I think it's pretty good over there. We can go for a walk on the hillside when we have nothing to do. There are sheep grazing everywhere, and the sheepdogs raised by the army are quite interesting."

As an idealistic person, Jiang Mengxue really likes places where others feel that life is particularly hard and inconvenient.

Such places usually have good air and are quiet enough, making them tourist destinations. Of course, it would be another matter if ordinary people lived there for a long time, but since Jiang Mengxue and the others were so lucky, they were not worried at all.

The noodles were rolled out in advance. There were no other vegetables at this time of year, so we could only add some cabbage leaves and a few eggs. But it was good enough to be able to add a few eggs.

Although Jiang Mengxue had no appetite, she still ate a big bowl of food. Halfway through the meal, they heard the sound of a car outside. It should be Gu Zhenhai and Li Jizhong returning.

Letting them continue eating, Luan Huiying went out to call everyone in to eat.

I didn't expect there would be so many people, and since there weren't enough noodles, I had to make some dough balls, which are easier to make.

Jiang Mengxue was a little nervous when she met Gu Zhenhai for the first time. Although she had seen his photos before, they were from when he was young.

After holding a high position for many years, Gu Zhenhai is still quite intimidating when he does not look serious.

But when he is not working, Gu Zhenhai has a smile on his face and is very approachable.

"You must be Xiaoxue, right? Haha, we are family, don't be nervous. We have an unexpected meeting today, and I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time."

Jiang Mengxue glanced at Gu Qingbei, who hadn't put down his bowl, and smiled and shook her head: "Dad, it's okay, your work is more important."

"Okay, third brother, let's eat first."

Gu Zhenjiang was afraid that Jiang Mengxue would feel uncomfortable, so he quickly asked everyone to eat first.

"Old Li, sit down and eat too. You're still being polite in my house. You still have food at home. The canteen is closed now."

As soon as Li Jizhong came in, he started looking everywhere and was about to turn around and go home.

"No, isn't my husband here too? And where are my grandsons? Have they returned home?"

Just at this moment, Wang Zelan came out from the inner room holding Chenchen.

"Here it is, here it is."

Just now when the car honked outside, Chenchen woke up and cried for her grandma, so Wang Zelan didn't go out.

"Hahaha, this is my eldest grandson, I missed him so much, finally I see him."

Li Jizhong excitedly took Chenchen from Wang Zelan and kissed his little hands and face.

Chenchen had just woken up and was still in a daze. Before he could react, he was hugged and kissed by a strange old man.

I was so scared that I dared not move and could only turn back to ask my grandma for help.

Wang Zelan saw Chenchen's aggrieved expression, as if he wanted to cry but didn't dare to, and comforted him with a smile: "Chenchen has wanted to see grandpa for a long time, right? This is grandpa."

Chenchen looked at the bearded face in front of him and couldn't believe that this was his grandfather.

The grandfather in the photo clearly doesn’t have a beard and isn’t that old.

Chenchen, feeling cheated, felt wronged and wanted to cry: "Grandma, you lied to me. Grandpa is not an old man, and he doesn't have a big beard."

The others were stunned, looking at Li Jizhong's beard which had not been groomed for several months, and burst into laughter.

"I told you to pick it up before, but you didn't listen. Now your grandson won't recognize you anymore, haha, you deserve it."

Li Jizhong touched his face. Why did he shave when his wife and children were not at home? He had wanted to get up and shave this morning, but he was called to a meeting at the last minute. Wasn't that a delay?

"Chenchen, be good. Grandpa will shave when he gets home, okay? Besides, a real man looks good with a beard. It's called masculinity. You'll understand when you grow up."

Chenchen didn’t know what masculinity was, but he knew what a real man was.

Dad said that he was four years old and already a man, and he couldn’t always be held by mom and grandma. He always remembered this.

"Well, I'm a man too, so should I grow a beard? But it's too old-fashioned, I don't like it."

Li Jizhong was helpless, as his little grandson really disliked his beard.

"No, no, grandpa will shave in a minute. Let's eat first. Are you hungry, Chenchen?"

Chenchen nodded, and Luan Huiying served a small bowl of dumpling soup and let him eat it with a small spoon.

Gu Qingbei knew Li Jizhong. They had met several times when he came here before.

Li Jizhong also remembered that Gu Zhenhai had a promising son.

"Uncle Li."

Jiang Mengxue also followed Gu Qingbei to call for help.

Li Jizhong naturally knew that Gu Zhenhai's son and daughter-in-law had returned. There were only a few people at the scene, and he could tell at a glance by looking at how intimately the two of them stood together.

"This is Qingbei and his wife, I haven't seen them for a few years and I didn't expect they're already married.

Okay, okay, now that you're married, your parents will be relieved."

Several people were chatting about work while eating. A few women didn't want to hear them talking about work when they got home, so they gathered together to chat.

"Old Wang, are you going to leave now that you've brought your grandson here? The child is not a child anymore, you can bring him here to study."

Even if you are an old couple, being separated for a long time is not a good thing.

"I also heard from Lao Li that our headquarters is planning to build a school. I brought Chenchen here this time and won't be leaving. My husband and I are busy with work, so we'll wait until the child is older before returning to his parents."

Wang Zelan's son and daughter-in-law both have their own jobs, and she has been raising the children single-handedly in recent years.

Although I live with my parents, we don't have much time to spend together.

In addition, Li Jizhong described to Chenchen on the phone how fun it was in the army, where they could ride horses and shoot guns.

Chenchen had wanted to come here a long time ago, but he had some family matters before, so he didn't leave until almost the end of the year.

After dinner, the family of three carried their luggage and went back next door.

The house assigned to Gu Zhenhai and Luan Huiying is the best and largest in the entire headquarters.

Four rooms, a kitchen and a bathroom.

The guards had cleaned up the room before they arrived.

Luan Huiying specially had new bedding made.

But Jiang Mengxue didn't expect that there would be big peonies, and the decoration would look like a new house.

Not only is it a four-piece set, but there are also wedding characters on the wall. They have been married for several months, and looking at this room.

Jiang Mengxue and Gu Qingbei both didn't know where to start.