Military Marriage: Apocalypse Big Shot Marries Soldier King, Stronger Together

Apocalyptic big shot Jiang Yan died in a zombie tide. She transmigrated with her spatial ability and system to the parallel 1970s, becoming a pitiful young girl constantly manipulated by her biolog...

Chapter 685 New Year Gossip

New year, new atmosphere. The atmosphere of the Spring Festival in 1978 was completely new. Those who understand will understand.

The streets and alleys are full of joy and the old looks are renewed.

The Si family’s New Year’s goods this year are also particularly abundant.

The market is now gradually becoming active, and the authorities have turned a blind eye to private transactions. Especially in terms of daily necessities, as long as the common people buy them for home use and there is no large-scale resale, they will ignore it.

What does this mean? It means things are getting better.

The two babies were born on New Year's Eve, and New Year's Day was their first birthday.

As usual, the two families celebrated together. The Jiang family had already bought things and prepared gifts and came over.

Weng Shuxu personally knitted two sweaters and two small hats for Chaochao and Mumu.

Jiang Baitao wrote two sets of calligraphy by himself. Although his calligraphy is not from a famous calligrapher, it is his expression of love for the younger generation. Writing it by hand has a different meaning.

Li Yuejin made tiger-head shoes for the two little ones.

This thing is a folk custom, and people didn't dare to let children wear it before. But this year, everyone dared to take these things out again.

Li Yuejin's craftsmanship is very good. The tiger's eyes are embroidered vividly and lifelike.

Jiang Chuanjun was even more amazing. He carved two small pistols for the two children out of wood and polished them until they were very smooth without any burrs.

This man has devoted all his blood to the army. How could he give such a gift to his one-year-old nephew or niece? The children wouldn't understand it either.

Because of this incident, Jiang Chuanjun was scolded by Jiang Baitao.

"What's the problem? I've already thought about it. Next year I'll carve two tanks for them."

"You bastard."

Jiang Chuanjun was not convinced at all. "When they grow up, they can play. Then, I will carve all the weapons for them."

Jiang Yan almost laughed out loud after listening to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson.

Jiang Chuanjun is getting better now. Through Jiang Yan's treatment, his injuries have healed completely, and his psychological trauma is also gradually recovering. Now Jiang Chuanjun is no longer a taciturn person, and his personality is more cheerful than before.

"Oh, you little brat, you are so..."

Weng Shuxu, who always supported others, no longer planned to speak for Jiang Chuanjun.

"Xiaojun, your nephew and niece are already one year old, and you still haven't found your significant other! I think you should think about your personal issues, too."

"Yes, yes!" Jiang Baitao also became excited and gestured with his hands, "This is a big deal."

Jiang Chuanjun looked as if he had known this would happen and was doomed, which made Jiang Yan laugh so hard.

Urging people to get married is definitely the most popular program during the Chinese New Year, no matter which era it is.

Besides, at Jiang Chuanjun’s age, it’s time for him to consider his personal issues.

His file is also under investigation and his reputation may be restored at any time. However, in his case, he will definitely be retired after the investigation is completed, but he can be arranged a job and compensated financially.

Once all these are settled, let’s talk about personal feelings!

Jiang Yan feels that sometimes when fate comes, it cannot be stopped, but it is not certain when it will come.

The old man is old, and in the past two years he has gradually stopped going to the department to celebrate the Spring Festival. Si Guangming can't come back too early, so it's good enough that he can come back in time to eat dumplings.

On the contrary, Lawyer Si is not that busy in the National Security Bureau. Unless there are major cases, he still has a lot of rest time.

He took a rest yesterday and washed and rinsed clothes at home, looking like a good family man.

Today's dishes at home were cooked by him and Tong Xinnian, with Ning Yu helping out, and Si Lu also chopped the dumpling fillings.

After the family finished the reunion dinner, they sat together drinking tea and chatting.

Such quiet and leisure time with a full staff is rare for them.

A few years later, televisions could be installed, and the Spring Festival Gala came into being. The Spring Festival Gala of this era was quite interesting, and many of the programs were something Jiang Yan had to find by digging through old videos.

Ning Yu took the opportunity to peel garlic and whispered to Si Xinnian.

"What on earth are you thinking? Tell me the truth."

Si Xinnian looked embarrassed, "Sister-in-law, can you please stop talking about this? I don't want to think about personal issues."

Ning Yu sighed helplessly, "I think this Xiao Zhao is pretty good, but there's no hope again?"

Jiang Yan's ears stood up straight, listening to the movement over there like a radar.

It was difficult for her, as she was so far away from the kitchen, and there were constant conversations in the house, and she could even hear their gossip.

"Sister-in-law, can't you tolerate me? If you think I'm in the way, I'll move out."

Ning Yu was anxious, "When will I be unable to leave you behind? You have helped me so much at home. My two grandchildren are well raised thanks to their aunt."

Seeing that she was really anxious, Si Xinnian quickly smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, I know you mean well. I don't have any other intentions. I just feel that I am not suitable."

The two sisters-in-law have been together for many years. Apart from the years when Si Xinnian was abnormal, to be honest, the two of them get along well. After Si Xinnian woke up, he took good care of the two children of the Si family.

The main reason why Ning Yu wanted to introduce her to someone was that she wanted Si Xinnian to live a happy and normal life.

It can be said that the first half of her life made the Wang family regret it deeply. She could not live the second half of her life miserably just for them.

"I know everything you said."

Si Xinnian lowered his head, picking at the garlic in his hand, and said nothing.

"Is it because Xiao Zhao's condition is not good enough that you don't like him? Then I'll ask someone to pick two good ones for you tomorrow."

"Don't!"

Si Xinnian quickly expressed his opinion, "Actually, Xiao Zhao is a nice guy with good conditions. It's just that I'm not worthy of him."

This Xiao Zhao is two years younger than Si Xinnian!

In the early years, the family was burdened with heavy responsibilities and he got married late. After finally getting married, he did not enjoy the good life for two years as Xiao Zhao's wife died in childbirth.

Xiao Zhao felt that if it weren't for him, his wife and child would not have died, and he should not have lived a happy life. From then on, he became depressed and lived the life of a widower.

Over the years, he has slowly come out of the grief of the death of his wife and children, and more and more people are introducing him to potential partners.

It doesn’t matter if you’re old, and it’s okay if you’ve got a wife.

Xiao Zhao has good conditions!

His vampire parents had passed away, and his brothers and sisters rarely interacted with each other. With his eighth-level craftsmanship, he was doing well in the factory. Who would mind that he had a wife?

What's more, he has no children and is a bachelor. He has good conditions and no parents to support, so it is not excessive for him to marry an older girl.

Others thought so, but Xiao Zhao was very self-aware. He felt that he could not marry a virgin girl and cause trouble for others no matter what.

If he really wants to find someone, he will find someone of similar age with whom he can spend the rest of his life...