An'an didn't understand what "imported" meant; she just felt that this candy was different from any she had ever eaten before. The wrapper seemed to have some small pieces of gold powder on it, which sparkled.

After showing off to his parents, he put the candy back in his pocket. Knowing that his aunt was in the room, he dragged the wooden stick and rushed in.

"Sister Fang mentioned to me the other day that the mother and daughter who just moved into Building 17 are both good-looking, and it seems that her husband was just transferred here."

Since he had just been transferred here, Lu Yang roughly knew who it was.

“A platoon leader named He was just transferred to our battalion. I guess he’s a family member.”

The couple didn't linger on the topic for long. Lu Yang smoothed the wooden gun with sandpaper, and then he saw Song Qing frowning at him.

"……What's wrong?"

"Stop making these things for her all the time. She makes a different wooden gun every day, it's like giving a tiger wings. Didn't she use the butt of the gun to scare the brigade commander's grandson last time?"

With a few pieces of milk candy stuffed in her mouth, An'an knew that her father would soon finish making the new wooden gun, so she immediately ran out and pouted when she heard her mother's words.

"snort"

Song Qing hadn't expected that her daughter, who was playing with crickets behind her back, would be discovered. She awkwardly touched her nose, and Lu Yang, sandwiched between them, quickly handed her the wooden gun.

"Mom is right. This is a toy that Dad made for you. You can't show it off to other kids, and you definitely can't use it to hit people."

"I don't hit people, I'm the boss."

After saying that, he grabbed the new wooden gun and ran inside.

"She's getting more and more domineering; everyone who plays with her has to listen to her."

That's right. For the past year or so, he's been either running around in the family compound or going to the mountains with Jiandong. He gets a lot of exercise and eats a lot, so he's grown taller by leaps and bounds.

In addition, Zhao Qin's two children were her loyal followers, and with Xiao E as her fierce helper, she gradually secured her position as the eldest daughter.

Even though there were several people in this small group who were two or three years older than her, they still listened to her.

Lu Yang felt there was another reason: Master Liu often made toys for An'an that others didn't have. He also made her cars and wooden guns from time to time. As soon as the new toys came out, An'an would generously give away the old ones, thus winning over a group of people.

After dinner, An'an was running around in the yard. When she heard someone knocking on the door, she immediately ran over to open it. "...Pretty auntie?"

She's a total looks-obsessed person. Back then, Xiao Liang was so good-looking that An An was willing to stick with him.

This pretty auntie not only looked good, but also gave her a piece of candy.

"Auntie, are you here to see me?"

Ye Man, holding her daughter's hand, followed her husband to visit his boss, but unexpectedly encountered An An there.

Song Qing came out of the house upon hearing the noise. "What's this?"

"Hello, sister-in-law, I am He Zhangcheng from the Seventh Battalion."

"Come in, come in."

The child Ye Man was holding was a year or two older than An An. The two quickly got together to play. An An led her to hug the kitten first, and then to the yard to see the goslings.

"Battalion Commander Lu, we're sorry to bother you so late, but we just moved here and are worried that we might not be familiar with the area."

Knowing that these were Lu Yang's subordinates, he said, "If there are any you don't know, you can come and ask me. Although I've only been here for a little over a year."

During the Chinese New Year, some tea leaves were sent over from home, which was just right to entertain them. Song Qing poured them two cups of tea.

Ye Man had been secretly observing them ever since she came in. They were assigned apartments, but she hadn't expected the houses here to have such large courtyards and spacious rooms, which Song Qing had decorated to be exceptionally cozy.

"Sister-in-law, it's so nice here."

Song Qing smiled and said, "Apartment buildings are better; everyone wants to live in apartment buildings."

The two women were about the same age. After He Zhangcheng sat down, he said, "Why don't you chat with your sister-in-law for a while, Xiaoman?"

"Let's go outside and check on An'an. I wonder if Xiaoting is afraid of geese."

An'an secretly went to the vegetable garden in the yard, picked a handful of leaves and threw them on the ground. The little goslings quacked happily and started pecking at them. Xiao Ting was initially very scared, but later she watched with great interest.

"Pretty auntie!"

Ye Man felt a little helpless about being called "An'an". "An'an can just call me Aunt Ye."

The two little girls squatted on the ground, engrossed in their work. An'an was wearing new fabric that the factory had just produced this year, which sold for seventeen or eighteen yuan a meter in department stores. The clothes were made by Song Qing using a sewing machine.

The fabric of the dress Xiaoting was wearing looked very good, and the workmanship looked like that of a ready-made garment sold in a department store. The hair clip she was wearing was obviously imported.