Reborn as a widow in the 70s

Song Xiuxiu then explained to Sanhong: "When you get to his house, you don't have to be submissive. If you can't get along with his family, just tell Liu Donglin that you guys can come back early. Anyway, we won't interact with each other often in the future."

Sanhong nodded.

At this moment, Sihong opened the door and came in.

"I knew I was left alone to take care of the child. You two would be hiding here and whispering!"

As he spoke, Sihong sat next to Sanhong, then took out ten dollars from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Third sister, take this money!"

Sanhong waved her hands hurriedly, then shook the money in her hand and pointed at Song Xiuxiu, which meant that the second sister had already given it to her.

Sihong understood what she meant and immediately said with some annoyance: "Why, you want the second sister's money but not mine!"

"Third sister, do you look down on me?"

Sanhong shook her head hurriedly and was about to explain, but Sihong didn't give her a chance and directly slapped the money into her hand and said, "Then take it happily!"

Song Xiuxiu on the side also said: "Third sister, just take it, this is my little sister's wish!"

Seeing what the second sister said, Sanhong accepted the money.

Sihong couldn't help but joked: "It seems that you still kiss the second sister. The second sister's words are worth a thousand words to me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Xiuxiu slapped Si Hong on the arm: "You will bully our third sister, right?"

Song Xiuxiu's blow was not strong, but Sihong immediately hugged her arms and wailed: "Help! The military family is beating someone!"

Song Xiuxiu laughed angrily at her poor acting skills and simply threw her down on the kang, then scratched her easily itchy areas.

For a while, the room was full of laughter, temporarily dispelling the sadness of parting...

The next day was Sunday, and Lu Aiguo personally drove the two of them to the city to take the train.

Lu Aiguo bought the train tickets in advance with his military officer ID. The exclusive compartment for officers can save a lot of trouble and allow the two of them to have a good rest on the train.

After Sanhong left, Song Xiuxiu began to prepare for the New Year.

Cleaning, taking apart and washing, and preparing food for the New Year.

Fortunately, the children are on vacation. Zhao Xuewen and Yaya have no problem taking care of the two little ones.

Zhao Xuewen now not only learned how to prepare milk powder, but also knew whether the two little ones needed to relieve themselves from the subtle changes in their expressions.

The small trees and small stones have now learned to climb, so Zhao Xuewen and Yaya guard the edge of the kang, watching them not to fall.

Song Xiuxiu is busy every day, and Sihong is also very busy during this period. Now is the peak period for people to buy new year's goods, and the service club is crowded with people every day.

On the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, Sihong was just about to go to work when he saw a familiar figure standing not far from the door of the service agency.

Sihong stepped forward and asked softly: "Why are you here!"

Meng Zibin looked at her with a smile on his face.

"I'll come and see you!"

"Did you come here specifically to see me?" Sihong teased.

Meng Zibin scratched his head in embarrassment, and then said: "You are going to hold a public trial here, and we are all here to observe and learn."

"What to learn from the public sentencing conference!"

"Take this as a warning! That mistake Sun Zhenghui made is quite serious. We must always remember it and keep the alarm bells ringing!"

"Since you have official duties, why do you come to see me?"

"This is not the departure party. There is still an hour left. I came over to see how you are doing!"

"I'm fine, you can go!"

After saying that, Sihong turned around and was about to leave. Seeing this, Meng Zibin quickly blocked her way.

"Miss Sihong, where are you going?"

Song Sihong rolled her eyes at the sky, and then said: "I have to go to work. If you are late, you will be criticized!"

Although he wanted to say a few more words to her and stay a few more minutes, Meng Zibin knew that he could not delay her work, so he said reluctantly: "Then go and do your work!"

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Song Sihong asked, "Why don't you leave yet?"

Meng Zibin had a faint smile on his lips: "I want to stay here for a little longer, okay?"

"I'm just watching you from a distance and won't delay your work!"

Seeing how persistent he was, Song Sihong said patiently: "Comrade Meng, I think I have made it very clear in my reply to you. I have just passed the New Year, and I don't want to waste my great youth on dating. For that matter, please don’t write to me again. Besides, I don’t have any feelings for you, so please don’t make me feel guilty!”

Meng Zibin still smiled and said: "Miss Sihong, I also said in the letter that liking you is my business and has nothing to do with you. You don't have to feel pressure. As long as you allow me, I can write to you. Allow me Just watch you from a distance!"

Seeing that he was an inexplicable lump, Sihong stopped wasting his words and turned around to go to work.

The service club had just opened, and there were not many customers. A few salesmen were busy cleaning and sorting out inventory.

Since it was winter, there was a thick cotton curtain hanging at the door. Meng Zibin could only see the figures inside through the blurry glass window, but even so, he was still fascinated by it, with a faint smile always on his face. .

The waiter inside also noticed Meng Zibin's presence, and three or four little girls came to the window and looked out curiously.

"Who is that? It doesn't look like he's from our camp. He looks very unfamiliar!"

"But he's very good-looking. His shoulder straps look like a captain. He's at this level at such a young age. It looks like he has a bright future!"

"Why are you tempted!"

"Can't you be tempted by such an outstanding person?"

……

"The elm-headed captain!" Song Sihong muttered in a low voice while wiping the counter.

"Si Hong, what are you mumbling about?"

"Stop it now, come here and see that man first. He has been standing under that tree for a long time. Who do you think he is waiting for!"

Seeing them chattering endlessly, Song Sihong said: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Director Kong will come over to check in a while. If yesterday's accounts and accounting are not consistent, we will be criticized again!"

Hearing this, several little girls quickly ran back and began to check their accounts from yesterday.

The counter can usually be cleared in 10 minutes, but it took almost half an hour today and Sihong still hasn't cleared it.

Sometimes he raised his eyes to look at the clock on the wall, and sometimes he stretched his neck to see if Meng Zibin was still there.

Just when she turned around to put down the rag, Meng Zibin who came back outside was gone.

Song Sihong suddenly felt panicked. Without thinking, she grabbed a handful of fruit candies on the counter and ran out.

Meng Zibin did not leave quickly because he was worried.

Not long after he walked out, Song Sihong's voice came from behind him.

"Meng Zibin, stop!"

Hearing this, Meng Zibin suddenly stopped and turned around to see Sihong running towards him.

Meng Zibin suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and quickly took two steps forward to meet him.

"What's wrong with Miss Sihong!"

Song Sihong stood in front of him, looking up at him, her slightly panting breath spraying on the man's neck, making him suddenly feel nervous.

"This is for you!"

Sihong stuffed a handful of fruit candies into the man's hand, then turned and left.

Meng Zibin boldly took her arm this time. When Sihong realized it, she did not shake him off, but stood there quietly with her head lowered.

Seeing that Sihong was not disgusted with his behavior, Meng Zibin was very happy. He asked softly: "Can I still write to you in the future?"

Sihong pursed her lips, and then whispered: "I didn't tie your hands, you can write if you want!"

"Then I will continue to write to you!" Meng Zibin's voice was filled with uncontrollable joy.

"Miss Sihong, I am willing to wait for you, wait for you to grow up, wait for you to accept me!"