Marry an officer at the beginning, wear a book girl and play songs every day

"Mom, the soup base you made is amazing. This spicy hotpot is so delicious. I really want to eat it every day."

There were just a few chili peppers in the pot, and Song Ranran added some spicy oil and sesame paste.

The current ingredients are all excellent. Lin Mengyun used Oden broth this time to make spicy hotpot.

The bowl of spicy hotpot in her hand tasted amazing, and Song Ranran couldn't stop praising it.

"If it's delicious, you can eat more of it. You can make many bowls of the vegetables in the basin. This one is a bit spicy, so I won't give it to the children."

Lin Mengyun smiled and watched Song Ranran eating happily.

She liked to watch Song Ranran eat the food she cooked.

Song Ranran has a sweet mouth and looks good-looking, and it is a pleasure to watch her eat.

"Mom, I have a dinner party with my classmates in the dormitory this afternoon, and I have to go back early today."

Song Ranran squinted her eyes and ate gracefully, but not too slowly.

"You young people should get together more often. I'll have someone take you to school later."

Lin Mengyun wanted Song Ranran to spend more time with her child, but taking the bus always went around and there was no direct bus.

Taking a private car takes much less time than taking a bus.

"Thank you, Mom. Did Brother Beicheng call back this week?"

Song Ranran thought of the unanswered phone call, and the delicious food in her mouth became tasteless.

There are still a few letters he wrote that he hasn't read yet. Song Ranran doesn't know if there are any reasons in them. It would be better to ask Lin Mengyun.

"I've been beaten, but this person's memory won't be very good as he gets older."

"He said he would lead the troops for secret training. He might not be home for more than a month. He told you not to worry about him. He will come back intact."

Lin Mengyun patted his head and felt annoyed.

This week she kept chatting with people in the yard, and some random gossip occupied her brain. Lin Mengyun almost forgot what Gu Beicheng had conveyed to her.

"Mom, next time he calls, if I'm not here, please convey it to me."

"I'll write you a note later, just read it."

Song Ranran was afraid that Lin Mengyun would forget, so she decided to write a note and put it in front of the phone.

"Okay, I don't know when that brat will call home. Your method is good. I will write down all the important things in my notebook in the future to save myself from forgetting."

Seeing that Song Ranran was enjoying the food, Lin Mengyun also took out a small bowl and put a little bit of sugar and sesame paste.

It is easy to gain weight as you get older, and Lin Mengyun pays great attention to his figure.

After Song Ranran finished eating, she didn't ask Gu Wenjing and the other three to come over to eat.

Lin Mengyun's cooking is not spicy, so it is actually okay for children to eat.

It's just that they have just eaten, and they will easily accumulate food if they eat again.

After Song Ranran waited for Lin Mengyun to finish eating, she walked to the study room to read letters written by the three children.

Since the triplets could speak, Song Ranran would teach them how to read every day.

From the simplest Arabic numerals to English, and finally to the more difficult Chinese language.

Children have strong receptive abilities, can write and speak everyday language, and have very good expressive skills.

"Mom, you came just in time. I can't write five words."

When Gu Wenjing saw Song Ranran entering the study, her eyes lit up and she said happily.

"I also can't write three words."

"Mom, I only have one word I can't write!"

Gu Mingrui and Gu Mingzhi continued.

"Let me take a look. Sister Jingjing said it first. Can I teach her first?"

Song Ranran's practice is to talk first and encourage children to actively fight for their own interests.

"can!"

"Okay, I'll be the second to say it, and my brother will be the last to say it."

The eldest, Gu Mingzhi, is the most honest. Although he was born on the same day, he always gives in to his younger brothers and sisters.

Song Ranran enlightened him several times.

Maybe some children's personalities are innate, but Gu Mingzhi didn't change at all, and Song Ranran just followed him.

Honesty is not a shortcoming, everyone likes to deal with honest people.

As long as Gu Mingzhi himself is strong enough, he can live well anywhere.

Song Ranran sat next to Gu Wenjing, picked up her letter and started to read it.

Dear father:

I hope this faith makes you happy.

Yesterday at school, we learned to draw. What I drew was the toy car I had on hand.

The teacher praised me for my good painting. I plan to show you my work after class.

I also played hide and seek with my classmates. I hid behind a big tree and no one found me.

Finally, the teacher found me and told me a nice story.

Dad, I miss you so much. Do you miss me?

I really want Shujia to come as soon as possible so that our family can be reunited.

Looking forward to your reply.

I love your little cotton-padded jacket quietly

March 5, 1978

Song Ranran taught Gu Wenjing the five words, and read the letters from Gu Mingzhi and Gu Mingrui. The contents were all commonplace, and they were all small and interesting things in life.

After Song Ranran taught them one by one, she glanced at her watch and saw that it was already past twelve noon.

When Song Ranran took the child out, Lin Mengyun was already cooking noodles.

Luo Xiaohua and her children have eaten well in the past twenty days and their faces look much better.

The youngest, the third child, has a Beijing household registration and can be sent to daycare from Monday to Saturday.

The eldest child is six and a half years old, and the second child is over five years old and can help her with some things.

"Sister-in-law is back. I didn't see you when I got up. I didn't know you were back until I saw the warm breakfast in the pot. Thank you for your help."

Luo Xiaohua's face was full of sincerity. She used to be too short-sighted and wanted to compete with Song Ranran.

Song Ranran was from a good background and had abilities of her own.

Her parents-in-law love her, her husband dotes on her, and her children, even though they are young, know how to be considerate of her.

Although Lin Mengyun didn't say it explicitly, he always hinted at Luo Xiaohua.

Luo Xiaohua already knew that it was Song Ranran's help that allowed her and the children to have enough food and clothing.

"You're welcome. If you weren't the Gu family's wife, I wouldn't help you."

Song Ranran said calmly after hearing this.

It is best if the relationship between sisters-in-law is neither close nor far apart.

We are all outsiders, so it is normal to compare ourselves with each other.

Song Ranran is afraid that if they get along well now, they will become jealous in the future and do things that Song Ranran can't bear.

The probability that an acquaintance committed the crime was as high as 75%. Song Ranran did not dare to trust Luo Xiaohua, who was not related by blood.

"When I make money, I will make up for the meeting gifts from Da Ming, Xiao Ming and Jing Jing."

Luo Xiaohua agreed with Song Ranran's words.

If Song Ranran hadn't been her sister-in-law, she would have never dared to talk to her on the street, let alone compare her with her.

"Row!"

Song Ranran would not refuse just because they had no money now.

A bowl of rice and a fight of rice and hatred.

Favors come and go.

“Mom, I’ll carry so many bowls!”

Song Ranran saw that Lin Mengyun had prepared the noodles and wanted to take them to the living room, so she quickly took over.

There are a total of ten bowls of noodles with soup and water, which are quite heavy.

Father Gu has gone to a meeting and may not come back until tonight.

With the new year and new atmosphere, policies in various places will be relaxed and adjusted.

The time for meetings and discussions will increase in the future.

Later, whether it was a large company or a small company, various meetings such as morning meetings, evening meetings, month-end summaries, and annual summaries emerged in endlessly.