"Wife, thank you for trusting me so much, thank you for telling me all this." Huo Beian looked at her affectionately.
He leaned down and kissed her lips, and Song Ning responded to his kiss affectionately. The two embraced and kissed.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
It took a long time before the two of them let go.
"Husband, I love you."
"Wife, I love you even more."
Song Ning pointed to the modern bed and said playfully, "Shall we try it out here when your wound is a little better?"
Huo Beian burst out laughing. "Wife, you're so naughty."
The two hugged for a while longer, then Song Ning used her mind to bring them out of the space.
He returned to the hospital ward.
"Now you should believe me, right, honey? You should transfer to civilian work. Staying in the army is just a burden. It'll be easier for you to transfer to a government agency or public institution."
Huo Beian was somewhat saddened; he had been in the army for over a decade.
But his body wouldn't allow it, so he could only nod.
"But the salaries in government agencies and public institutions are very low. I'm afraid I can't afford to support you, my wife."
"It's okay. In seven or eight years, our country will start reform and opening up. I'll go into business then and make a fortune."
She was a modern person who came to the 1970s, and there were so many ways for her to get rich.
The small yellow croakers, antiques, and calligraphy and paintings she hoarded in her online space are worth quite a bit of money.
When it's liberalized and circulated, everything can be exchanged for money.
"Okay, whatever my wife says is right."
At that moment, Huo Beian felt as if he had struck gold.
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