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Chapter 1100 Beginning of Sixty: Need for a Younger Daughter 17

At night, in a small but well-equipped room, a young couple lay facing each other, and the bright moonlight made everything quiet and beautiful.

Xihe blushed easily when he saw Ji Changqing staring at him intently. His eyes were dark and deep, making people want to be intoxicated. During the day, he was a calm and unsmiling officer, but at night he would stare at her so unscrupulously when the two of them were alone.

Ji Changqing stretched out his hand and gently touched the snow-white face in front of him.

He exercised all the year round and participated in various tasks. His fingertips were thick and he couldn't help but feel a little itchy when he rubbed her chin.

Xihe stretched out his hand to cover the back of his hand and rubbed it gently: "Old Ji~"

Ji Changqing: "..."

With a smile on his face, Xihe slowly moved closer to him and murmured against his lips: "Husband~"

Ji Changqing moved his palms downward, sliding from her graceful back to her soft waist, with a half-smile but not a smile: "Don't you want to sleep tonight?"

Kneading it gently with big palms, 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.

Such a young and lively Ji Changqing makes people want to stop.

She approached him happily: "I won't sleep anymore~"

It's sunny, why should you sleep? Wake up and be happy!

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Undoubtedly, Xihe slept until noon before waking up. Ji Changqing happened to come back with a lunch box and went to wait for people to finish the meal.

The women in the courtyard covered their mouths and snickered, oh my, this newbie is different.

Look, Lao Ji is like a young boy, doting on everyone.

Xihe put on a well-tailored long skirt, her long hair was tied behind her head, revealing her smooth forehead. She looked intellectual and elegant. She took Ji Changqing's washed clothes to the yard and dried them one by one.

Ji Changqing soaked the clothes in the morning and came back to wash them at noon.

She washed her clothes a few days ago, and her hands were wrinkled from soaking. Ji Changqing saw that and stopped letting her wash them.

Of course, perhaps in order to prevent her from feeling like a waste, I gave her the job of drying clothes.

After drying the clothes, Xihe tidied up the house and went out carrying a small bag. Several women knitting sweaters passing by the door raised their heads and greeted her: "Where are you going, Xiaohe?"

Xihe smiled and said: "Go to the city and have a look. My sister-in-law is knitting a sweater."

The sisters-in-law nodded one after another and watched her go away.

Xihe left the camp and waited nearby for a while. A military vehicle happened to come over, so he took a ride to the city.

The military camp she was in 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: "Have you entered the city?"

The days in the camp were quiet, and any disturbance would spread throughout the compound.

Xihe raised the book in his hand: "Yes, I went to buy some flower seeds and a few books."

Ji Changqing picked it up and flipped through it. They were some positive books that promoted the red regime, as well as several newspapers, and several of them were marked.

Xihe took the initiative and said, "What do you think if I submit articles and make money?"

Ji Changqing paused and looked at her.

Xihe was very interested: "I don't have any special skills. I'm pretty good at learning. Anyway, I have nothing to do at home. Why don't I write manuscripts to earn some pocket money? Do you think that's okay?"

He raised his head and looked at him with bright eyes.

The college entrance examination in the 1970s, business in the 1980s, and real estate in the 1990s were all opportunities, but she was in the 1960s. At this time, it was best to be honest and not act like a monster.

She thought about it and decided to grow flowers, write manuscripts, and just keep to herself.

Ji Changqing touched her head: "Okay, if you want to do it, just do it."

Xihe smiled happily and rushed to hug him: "Husband, you are so kind!"

After dinner in the evening, the two of them got into bed. Xihe lay in Ji Changqing's arms, holding a book in his hand and reading to Ji Changqing.

Her voice was like a gentle river, flowing quietly in the night. Ji Changqing listened very attentively.

He had not studied for two years. He had been in the army for so long and had seen with his own eyes the difference between studying and not studying. He had also been studying hard. At this moment, Xihe thought about it and subconsciously started to study.

The reading was slow and steady, and continued 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 around Ji Changqing, sleeping until she woke up naturally, and controlling the family's finances. Ji Changqing didn't let her do housework, and she was raised to be fat in a short time.

Xihe touched the flesh on his belly and felt like crying but had no tears.

Ji Changqing pinched it: "It's as cute as the piglets I raised when I was a kid."

Xihe:???

Listen, is this human talk?

She was so angry that she punched his chest: "Bah, bah, bah, you are a pig!"

Ji Changqing held her weak little fist and said: "My strength is so weak, I will give you some replenishment tomorrow."

Xihe pounced on him and bit him.

As long as the two of them were at home, there would always be all kinds of laughter and laughter in the room. Ji Changye plugged his ears with cotton directly through a wall, and then came back less and less often.

"Xiaohe, do you know Chang Ye's partner?"

In the afternoon, the aunt and daughter-in-law were sitting under the tree, some were knitting sweaters, and some were picking up shoe soles.

Xihe was also knitting a sweater in his hand, a ball of gray wool, half of the sleeves had come out, and the style was the simplest plain stitch.

She glanced at her gossip-filled aunt, knowing that she probably saw something, and couldn't wait to share it with everyone.

"Auntie, what did you see?"

The aunt slapped her thigh: "I went into the city the day before yesterday and saw Xiao Ji and her entering the state-owned hotel!"

"Hey, that little one has a white face and is wearing a small shirt. The two of them are very close to each other. Xiaohe, are they a match? When are they going to get married?"

Ji Changye did a good job of keeping secrets, and no one knew about Xia Luo's entry into the bureau.

Xihe shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't know either."

Xia Luo ruined her reputation, and she also 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.

As a result, this person cannot stand the thought.

On this day, she finished writing the manuscript, took the army car 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 carrying a basket. She had changed a lot than before. Her skin became whiter, her clothes were fresher, and her whole person looked more foreign.

Xihe only glanced at it and then moved away, turned the corner, and went directly into the post office.

In October, late autumn, it is also the season of fruitfulness. Xihe wrote a poem praising autumn. Even if it cannot be used, it will not be wrong.

She took the opportunity to buy some meat and called her fat aunt and her family over for dinner that evening.

When the fat aunt came with her grandson, Ji Changqing was wearing an apron and making dumplings, chopping them, and rolling out the dough. He was also the one who originally advocated that men should take charge of the outside and women should take charge of the house. Who knew that everything would change when he met Xihe?

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The fat aunt's eyes lit up and she kept praising Ji Changqing for being able to love people.
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