But there is another possibility.

That is, people will subconsciously not think about the most unacceptable possibility.

For example, there was no Internet in the past.

Adults are very averse to children mentioning earthquakes.

They feel that if they don't mention it, it won't happen.

But in fact, the most important thing to do is not to keep silent, but to face the problem, prevent or solve it.

Song Minghui read the original owner's diary.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought about it this way.

"Dad, Mom, do you want to go see Yiyi and my wedding room?"

Cen Yue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "When we finish the banquet, you and Dad can move in too, so it'll be lively and lively living together."

Song Yiyi looked at Cen Yue in disbelief.

She even suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.

Is this something Cen Yue could say? It turns out he's good at being polite.

Cen Yue's words pleased the two people who were still depressed.

Song Minghui was delighted and said, "Let's go and take a look!"

Cai Mengjun also smiled and said, "Just take a look. After you two finish the banquet, your father and I will go back."

How could they possibly live with the younger generation?

What's more, they are newlyweds.

The two of them are not such ignorant people.

Song Yiyi had never realized before that the military family compound was so big!

The same is the living area.

The house chosen by Cen Yue was a long way away from Gu Chengze's.

"Are you picking the diagonal line?"

Song Yiyi used one hand as a fan and supported her waist with the other, and asked Cen Yue weakly.

Cen Yue said calmly, "I can't choose. It was assigned by the organization."

There's nothing we can do about it.

Song Yiyi could only sigh, "Dad, Mom, the distance from the east end to the west end of our village isn't that far, right?"

She was married far away.

If you want to eat the food cooked by Gu Chengze from now on, you will have to run yourself to death first.

What if Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun come over during winter or summer vacation?

As soon as she opens her eyes every day, she has to run more than a thousand meters.

"It's not that far, but you have to overcome it. Ayue and the others have to obey the organization's arrangements."

Song Minghui stepped into the yard first, and as he looked around, he said, "You'll be a military dependent from now on. When your mother and I are not around, don't keep looking for your brother. He's busy too."

He took every opportunity to criticize Song Yiyi, fearing that she might have some evil intentions.

Song Yiyi had no intention of listening to his preaching.

It was rare that he didn't talk back.

Her eyes were fixed on the courtyard wall, unable to move away.

Song Minghui fell silent unconsciously, and after a long while he said, "The whole city is covered with roses, blooming in profusion, their crimson colors reaching all the way to the top!"

The wild rose has lush branches and leaves, and the flower curtains hang down densely.

A faint fragrance wafted through the yard.

The colors are old-fashioned in this era, and it is rare to see such a bright and colorful scene.

Song Yiyi fell in love with this yard at once.

Her eyes curved with a smile. "This was left by someone else, right? The people who planted these are truly romantic!"

The previous family must have loved life very much.

Nowadays, if everyone has a yard, they will most likely use it to grow vegetables. Even if they have the spare time, few people will spend it on growing inedible things.

Gu Chengze thought for a moment and replied, "The commander of the third battalion and his wife used to live here. Their daughter insisted on living in an apartment building, saying it was too far away and inconvenient for her to play with her friends, so she applied to move out."

It took a lot of effort at the time, after all, the logistics were troublesome.

He also overheard the third battalion commander talking about it by chance.

After Gu Chengze finished speaking, he glanced at Cen Yue.

Cen Yue's expression remained calm, and he didn't intend to explain. Instead, he turned to Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun and said, "Dad, Mom, go in and take a look."

Cai Mengjun didn't say anything for a long time.

For someone like her who loves flowers like her life, this scene is really shocking.

Cai Mengjun couldn't speak or move at all.

She has been growing small potted flowers.

This is the first time I’ve discovered how beautiful wild roses blooming all over the wall are.

Song Minghui noticed her love for it and quickly said to her, "Let's plant some when we get home! When we leave, cut some branches from Ayue and take them back with us. Then we can have a flower wall next year too."

Cai Mengjun finally came back to her senses and smiled at Song Minghui.

"Great! Wild roses bloom for a long time. In early autumn, it would be nice to build a swing in the yard and drink tea in the cool air."

Song Yiyi made a surprising discovery.

The old man actually blushed!

The way he looked at Cai Mengjun was exactly the same as he always looked at her.

It turns out that middle-aged couples can be so affectionate.

Song Yiyi shook off the goose bumps on her body, turned to look at the two pillars beside her, shook her head, and entered the main room first.

Two pillars followed.

The layout of the yard here is more regular than Gu Chengze's, and it is also much larger.

Probably because of the border households.

When the logistics department was choosing a house, they wanted to pick this one out because it was too remote.

It is rare for leaders to live in corners.

In addition, there was a vacant two-story apartment among the alternative options, and the logistics department thought that Cen Yue would definitely choose that one.

But he didn't play by the rules.

Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun were very satisfied with the house and kept praising it.

"Ayue has good taste. These furniture look like new ones!"

"Yes, I still like the flowers in the yard the most. I feel good when I wake up in the morning and look at them."

"Three rooms. When Yiyi gives birth, we can come and take care of her, and we'll have enough space to live here."

The two of them discussed among themselves.

Gu Chengze had nothing to say.

He knew best what the initial configuration of the houses allocated to the troops was like.

But Cen Yue himself didn't say anything, and he didn't intend to say anything, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Originally, he was afraid that Cen Yue was cold-hearted, and coupled with the situation at home.

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