This is an everyday slice-of-life novel set in the past.
In November 1974, after several days of struggle sessions, Nan Zhiyi's parents unexpectedly passed away. Nan Zhiyi was branded a c...
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Nan Zhiyi pulled her into the room and closed the door.
She walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at Zhang Yueran with a smile: "Alright, can you tell me now? What important matter do you want to report to me?"
Zhang Yueran also nestled comfortably into the sofa and sat down next to her sister. "It's nothing major... Mom said that she and Dad consulted someone to check our horoscopes and choose an auspicious date. They think that it would be best to hold Xingzhi and my wedding banquet around the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the autumn weather is clear and the date is auspicious. Probably... around the end of September or the beginning of October in the Gregorian calendar."
Nan Zhiyi nodded: "Okay. Once the date is set, things will be much easier. I've already prepared a congratulatory gift for you, and I'll give it to you when we get back to the capital."
Zhang Yueran moved closer: "Really? What is it? Give me a little hint first!"
Nan Zhiyi deliberately kept everyone in suspense, shaking her head: "It's a secret! What other surprises are there if I tell you now? You'll find out when the time comes."
Zhang Yueran pouted and widened her eyes: "You're so naughty, sis! You've become bad too!"
She heard car horns honking downstairs again and said, "Sister, your house is really lively today, it's packed with people inside and out."
"There are quite a lot." Nan Zhiyi relaxed her body and leaned back on the sofa.
Upon closer inspection, however, most of them were relatives from the sisters-in-law's maternal side, as well as acquaintances from the compound, including Commander Gu's old comrades-in-arms and former subordinates...
She had heard Gu Xiao say that after Commander Gu's ex-wife passed away, he had long since cut off contact with her relatives.
Gu Xiao and Gu Yan's biological mother, Madam Su's family, were scattered or disappeared during the war, and have long been lost to us.
Therefore, the older Commander Gu gets, the more he cares about his family and longs for reunion.
As Nan Zhiyi thought of this, her gaze drifted into the distance for a moment.
She thought about Gu Zhao's generation, where relatives were even fewer. Would Gu Zhao in the future also feel that his family was sparse and that he would feel increasingly lonely as he grew older?
But she quickly shook her head, shaking off these pointless thoughts. Gu Zhao will have his own life and destiny. Who can predict what the future holds? There's no point in thinking about it too much.
Pulling herself out of her thoughts, she looked at Zhang Yueran and found her younger sister blushing, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, looking like she had something to say but was too shy to speak.
Nan Zhiyi patted her knee: "What's wrong? You were so talkative just now. This doesn't seem like our fearless Zhang Yueran at all."
Provoked by her words, Zhang Yueran blushed even more. She stammered for a long time before finally managing to say in a barely audible voice, "Well... it's nothing. It's just... Mom privately told me to... to take it easy and be careful, so I don't... don't end up having a big belly at the wedding, it wouldn't look good..."
Nan Zhiyi was taken aback, then burst out laughing, quickly covering her mouth with her hand. "Aunt Feng is right. Then you... just listen to her and take it easy."
Seeing her laugh, Zhang Yueran felt both embarrassed and annoyed. She stomped her foot, forgetting all about being shy, and said in a desperate tone, "How can I not take it easy! Sis, you know... look at Zhou Xingzhi... so handsome... how can I resist!"
After saying it, she realized that her words were too bold and covered her burning face with embarrassment.
Nan Zhiyi laughed so hard her shoulders shook.
She recalled Zhou Xingzhi's aloof and self-possessed demeanor, yet his complete obedience to Yueran... However, given Zhou Xingzhi's personality, the one he truly couldn't resist might not be his own simple and lively younger sister.
It's probably Zhang Yueran, that silly girl, who's completely under her thumb.
However, she didn't say it aloud.
She laughed for a while before catching her breath and asked, "So... you came to me just to say this?"
Zhang Yueran peeked out from between her fingers, nodded, then shook her head, her voice muffled: "And... Sister, how... did you and Fifth Brother... use contraception?"
She was young and had studied science and engineering, so she only had a superficial understanding of these things and was too embarrassed to ask, but she had no choice but to.
Nan Zhiyi didn't expect her to ask this.
Her and Gu Xiao's method of contraception relied entirely on Gu Xiao's tubal ligation. This was something she definitely couldn't tell anyone outside the family, not even Yueyue.
He only suggested, "You can get some family planning supplies at the family planning guidance clinic. Just go and ask; it's not complicated."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yueran's brows relaxed slightly, then furrowed again: "Ah...we have to go to the hospital? I...I'm too embarrassed to go..."
Nan Zhiyi suppressed a laugh and teased her, "Then let Zhou Xingzhi go. He should at least think about the two of you."
Zhang Yueran's eyes darted around, and she thought it was a good idea. She nodded vigorously, "Yeah! Let him go later! He's shameless!"
Nan Zhiyi was amused by her again, and her stomach started to ache.
She couldn't see any sign of shamelessness on Zhou Xingzhi's refined and dignified face. However, thinking back to Gu Xiao's brazen behavior at certain times, she suddenly understood where her sister's accusation came from.
Seeing her laughing nonstop, Zhang Yueran couldn't help but laugh along, but she said reproachfully, "Sis! If you keep laughing, I'll really get angry!"
Nan Zhiyi then forced herself to stop laughing and sat up straight: "Okay, I won't laugh anymore. I just think... our Yueyue has really grown up. She knows to come to her older sister for advice when she encounters problems, which is great. In the future, if there's anything you're unsure about or are too embarrassed to ask others, you can come and talk to me."
Zhang Yueran leaned closer, resting her head affectionately on Nan Zhiyi's shoulder: "Sister, you're so good. Every time I talk to Mom about these things, I... I can't even utter a word, my face would burn like an egg. But with you... I dare to say it."
She thought, this is probably the sense of security that only sisters can have.
Her older sister never really made fun of her; she would only listen gently and offer the most practical advice.
She actually had many deeper questions on her mind; she had only just begun to ask them.
Seeing how tolerant her sister was, she became even bolder.
She leaned close to Nan Zhiyi's ear and whispered questions about more specific issues such as "frequency," "duration," "position optimization," and "differences in sensory feedback."
Her questions were logically clear and targeted, and although her cheeks were still flushed, her desire to explore was overwhelming.
At first, Nan Zhiyi was able to rely on her experience of being a few years older and the composure of a married woman to barely manage to discuss things with her in a scientific manner in a low voice.
However, Zhang Yueran's research spirit was too strong, and the questions gradually became more in-depth, with some angles even being unbelievable, completely exceeding Nan Zhiyi's own cognition and practical scope.
When pressed further, Nan Zhiyi finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Alright, alright...stop! These 'profound topics' are for you to study and explore together with Comrade Zhou Xingzhi...through hands-on experience! I really don't know..."
Zhang Yueran, however, seemed to have opened the door to a new world. She was no longer shy and muttered with lingering interest, "It seems that just asking won't do... I'll have to find a way to get some books and study them systematically!"
Nan Zhiyi's face was still flushed, and she couldn't help but ask curiously, "What kind of books can we get now?"