Hua Yingyue smiled slightly, very reserved, "I'm not young anymore, I'm almost fifty."

Women nowadays get married early and have children early, but at the same time, many of them look old in their forties, but Hua Yingyue does not.

Sister Du Hua glanced at the woman next to her and said, "Sister Zhang, you are fifty years old this year, right?"

Mrs. Zhang exclaimed, "Yes, look at my face and then look at hers, it's like we are a generation apart, there's no comparison, no comparison."

Everyone's praise made Hua Yingyue happy and she smiled more often.

Song Nanting said, "Let's go in and rest first."

Several people hurriedly said, "You guys go ahead and do your work first."

Song Nanting took out the key and opened the door. The family went in and saw the large yard. Hua Yingyue took a breath and said, "It's so big."

Song Nanting explained, "The houses here are divided into different sizes according to their ranks. Officers above the regiment commander live in small buildings, the regiment commander lives in a large courtyard like this, and the other battalion commanders and company commanders live in the small courtyards you see in front."

Then she pointed to the empty space and said, "I sowed vegetable seeds and planted fruit trees a few days ago."

Looking carefully, the vegetable seedlings in the vegetable garden have already sprouted, but Hua Yingyue is not interested in them. Instead, she feels a little regretful. "How beautiful it will be if we plant flowers in spring and summer."

Song Nanting couldn't help laughing, and Lu Chengbai said, "I've been wanting to say this for a long time. What's the point of growing flowers if you don't eat or drink them, and they attract bees and butterflies?"

Hua Yingyue's eyes widened. "Who picked the flowers I planted and gave them to mom? Wasn't it you?"

Lu Chengbai blushed: "..."

Oh no, my daughter-in-law found out I was pinching flowers.