At night, in the small room, the young couple lay side by side facing each other, and the bright moonlight made everything quiet and beautiful.
Xihe blushed easily when she saw Ji Changqing staring at her intently. His eyes were dark and deep, making people want to be intoxicated.
During the day he was a calm and serious commander, but at night when they were alone he would stare at her so unscrupulously.
Ji Changqing stretched out his hand and gently touched the snow-white little face in front of him.
He exercises all year round and participates in various tasks. His fingertips are rough, and rubbing her chin makes her feel itchy.
Xihe stretched out her hand and covered the back of his hand, gently rubbing it: "Old Ji~"
Ji Changqing: “…”
Xihe's eyes were filled with smiles,
Slowly leaning forward, she whispered beside his lips: "Husband~"
Ji Changqing moved his palm downwards.
Sliding from her graceful back to her soft waist, he smiled and said, "Don't you want to sleep tonight?"
The big palm kneaded it neither lightly nor heavily, and the sore waist was instantly relaxed.
Xihe swallowed and moved her eyes from his strong arms to his hard chest. Oh, it was hard for her to refuse this request.
Ji Changqing is so young and lively that it is hard to stop wanting him.
She leaned close to him happily: "No more sleep~"
It’s a nice day, why are you sleeping? Get up and have fun!
There is no doubt that Xihe slept until noon and Ji Changqing just came back with a lunch box. He waited until everyone finished eating before going back to work.
The women in the compound covered their mouths and laughed secretly. Oh my, people who have just started having sex are just different.
Look at Lao Ji, he's just like a young boy.
He pampers people to the extreme.
Xihe changed into a well-cut long skirt, tied her long hair behind her head, revealing her smooth forehead, looking intellectual and elegant. She brought Ji Changqing's washed clothes to the yard and hung them up one by one.
Ji Changqing soaked the clothes in the morning and washed them at noon.
A few days ago, she washed clothes and her hands were wrinkled. When Ji Changqing saw it, he stopped her from washing.
Of course, perhaps in order to prevent her from feeling useless, the task of hanging clothes was given to her.
After hanging the clothes, Xihe tidied up the house and went out with a small bag on her shoulder. A few women knitting sweaters passed by the door and they all looked up and greeted her: "Where are you going, Xiaohe?"
Xihe smiled and said, "Let's go to the city and see my sister-in-law is knitting a sweater."
The sisters-in-law nodded and watched her walk away.
Xihe left the camp and waited nearby for a while. Just then, a military vehicle came by, so he took it to the city.
Her military camp was in the suburbs, about two hours away from the city. By the time Xihe came back from shopping in the city, it was almost six o'clock in the evening.
Ji Changqing opened the door and came in: "You went into the city?"
The camp was peaceful.
Any slight movement would spread throughout the compound.
Xihe raised the book in his hand: "Yes,
I bought some flower seeds and a few books."
Ji Changqing picked it up and flipped through it. They were all positive books promoting the red regime, as well as a few newspapers, some of which had been marked.
Xihe took the initiative and said, "What do you think about me making money by contributing?"
Ji Changqing paused and looked at her.
Xihe was very excited: "I don't have any special skills, but I'm pretty good at studying. Anyway, I have nothing to do at home, so I might as well write some articles to earn some pocket money. What do you think?"
She tilted her head back and looked at him with sparkling eyes.
The college entrance examination in the 1970s, the business in the 1980s, and the real estate in the 1990s were all opportunities, but she was in the 1960s, so it was best for her to be honest and not make trouble.
After much thought, she decided to grow flowers, write articles, and keep to herself.
Ji Changqing touched her head and said, "Okay, go ahead and do it if you want to."
Xihe smiled happily and rushed over to hug him: "Husband, you are so good!"
After dinner in the evening, the two of them got into bed. Xihe lay in Ji Changqing's arms, holding a book in her hand and reading to Ji Changqing.
Her voice was like a gentle river, flowing quietly in the night, and Ji Changqing listened very attentively.
He had only studied for two years, but he had been in the army for so long and had witnessed the difference between studying and not studying. He had also been studying hard. At this moment, Xihe subconsciously started to study as soon as he thought of it.
The sound of reading continued steadily until ten o'clock, when the lights in the room were turned off.
Ji Changye, who just came back from outside: "..."
Xihe was very free and at ease with Ji Changqing. She slept until she woke up naturally and was in control of the family's finances. Ji Changqing didn't let her do housework, and soon she became plump and white.
Xihe touched the flesh on her belly, feeling like crying but unable to do so.
Ji Changqing pinched it and said, "As cute as the pig I raised when I was a child."
Xihe: ???
Listen, is this human language?
She was so angry that she punched his chest with her little fist: "Bah, bah, bah, you are the pig!"
Ji Changqing held her powerless little fist and said, "Your strength is so weak. I'll give you some more tomorrow."
Xihe pounced on him and bit him.
As long as the two of them were at home, there was always laughter and chatter in the house. Ji Changye simply blocked his ears with cotton through the wall, and then he came back less and less often.
"Xiao He, do you know Chang Ye's partner?"
In the afternoon, aunts and young wives sat under the tree, some knitting sweaters, some mending shoe soles.
Xihe was also knitting a sweater with a ball of gray wool. Half of the sleeves were already made, and the style was the simplest plain stitch.
She glanced at her aunt, whose eyes were full of gossip, and knew that she had probably seen something and couldn't wait to share it with everyone.
"Auntie, what did you see?"
The aunt slapped her thigh and said, "The day before yesterday, I went to the city and saw Xiao Ji and her go into the state-owned restaurant!"
"Oh my, that little girl with a pale face and a small shirt, they are so close. Xiao He, are they a couple? When are they going to get married?"
Ji Changye did a good job of keeping the secret, and no one knew that Xia Luo was in police station.
Xihe shook his head and smiled, "I don't know either."
Xia Luo had ruined her reputation, and she had ruined Xia Luo's reputation, and made it difficult for her to marry Ji Changye. They were even again.
As for what happens next? If Xia Luo doesn't provoke her, she won't take the initiative to attack.
As a result, this person couldn't stand the criticism.
That day she finished writing the manuscript, took the army vehicle into the city, and prepared to send the manuscript to the post office.
As soon as I got off the car, I saw Xia Luo walking on the road with a basket. She had changed a lot compared to before. Her skin had become whiter, her clothes were fresher, and she looked much more fashionable.
Xihe just glanced at it and then looked away, turned a corner and went straight into the post office.
October is late autumn, and it is also a season of abundant harvest. Xihe wrote a poem praising autumn, which would not be wrong even if it cannot be used.
She took the opportunity to buy some meat, went home to knead the dough, chop the stuffing, and called Aunt Pang and her family to come for dinner.
When Aunt Pang brought her grandson, Ji Changqing was wearing an apron and making dumplings. He originally advocated that men should work outside and women should work inside, but who knew that everything changed when he met Xihe.
He was willing to cook for her and didn't want her to do any rough work.
Aunt Pang's eyes lit up and she kept praising Ji Changqing for being caring.
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