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

Gu Beicheng opened and closed, immersed in the wonderful world......................

"Daughter-in-law, you are so beautiful!"

Gu Beicheng said sincerely as he looked at Song Ranran, who was lying lazily on the recliner with her charming eyes.

She has changed a lot from what she was two months ago.

Be it temperament, body shape or appearance, they have all changed and become more and more beautiful.

"I know, you have half of the credit!"

Seeing the surprise flashing in Gu Beicheng's eyes, Song Ranran was very satisfied.

These two months of training and maintenance were not in vain.

The original owner's breasts were a little too big, and there was some baby fat on her face.

After exercising, I lost eight pounds.

Now her breasts are firm and elastic, her facial contours are clearer, and her waistcoat line is faintly visible.

Coupled with the long straight legs and fair and moist skin, who wouldn’t be confused after seeing it?

"Brother Beicheng, I'm hungry!"

She was really hungry. She didn't eat snacks this afternoon, so she ate a noodle and a bowl of soup.

She made two failed cakes in the morning, and she spent the whole afternoon making noodles.

She had just experienced another heartfelt and heartfelt happiness. She pouted weakly and said coquettishly to Gu Beicheng.

"Daughter-in-law, wait for me for fifteen minutes!"

Gu Beicheng rubbed her flat belly, lowered his head, kissed her carefully and comfortingly, and said.

"Hate!"

Song Ranran couldn't help but respond, and after she came to her senses, she lightly beat his chest.

Gu Beicheng said it would take fifteen minutes, and Song Ranran actually had dinner fifteen minutes later.

The two big pots at home are boiling and the firewood is strong.

Stir-fried sausages with sour radish and stir-fried beef require very little time.

It’s exactly fifteen minutes after the spicy and sour potato shreds come out of the pot.

There may be a timer in Gu Beicheng's brain, and it always hits the mark on time.

The dull days alternated with the passionate nights, and in a blink of an eye it was the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chinese people naturally eat moon cakes.

For the first Mid-Autumn Festival after their marriage, Gu Beicheng prepared to make mooncakes by himself.

There are very few types of mooncakes now, and you still need mooncake tickets to queue up at the supply and marketing cooperative to buy them.

The mooncake embryo mold was carved by Gu Beicheng himself. It is a very simple style.

He had read books on making snacks, and had previously made an oven for baking snacks using stone and cement.

This time he plans to make red bean paste mooncakes, fresh meat mooncakes and double yolk lotus paste mooncakes.

They gave the mooncake tickets purchased by the supply and marketing cooperative to Wang Xiaolei.

Since becoming a guard in Gu Beicheng, Wang Xiaolei has been able to eat delicious seafood porridge every morning.

This is a treatment that other guards do not have.

After he exchanged the candy coupons given by Captain Gu for moon cakes, he planned to send them back to his parents.

There are no mooncake tickets issued in rural areas. It is already good to have enough to eat these days.

The production team will distribute "hard mooncakes" for free, which is not at the same level as the mooncakes purchased with coupons.

"Brother Beicheng, there are many flavors of mooncakes in my space. What flavor do you like?"

In her previous life, she lived in an era of abundant materials. Let alone the Mid-Autumn Festival, there was no atmosphere even during the New Year.

Neighbors who live in the same building are like strangers.

Even my parents are busy with their own careers and have little time to see each other every day.

Whatever you want to eat, you can buy it directly online and receive it the same day.

She can eat mooncakes anytime, but her current life doesn't make her happy.

"Daughter-in-law, this is the first Mid-Autumn Festival since we got married. I want you to eat what I made by myself!"

Gu Beicheng put the round balls wrapped with fillings into the mold and compacted them.

They are all made in relatively small molds, and those with big mouths can eat them in one bite.

Song Ranran pushed out the pressed, flat mooncakes.

The small mooncake looked particularly exquisite in her hand.

She put the small mooncakes into a baking pan, filled them and put them in the homemade oven.

There weren't many mooncakes, so the two of them divided the work and finished baking them before nine o'clock.

Gu Beicheng has a holiday tomorrow, and the two of them spent a beautiful and happy night.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. After the two got up and had dinner, they went to the post office and made two long phone calls.

When she first came here, Song Ranran just wanted to escape.

Everyone in the original family is just a passer-by.

After this phone call, Song Ranran felt that someone cared about her, and it felt good to be cared for.

She will try to accept and integrate into it. After all, there is no accident. She will live in this world for the rest of her life.

"Brother Beicheng, do you have any plans later?"

Gu Beicheng was not wearing a military uniform today, and Song Ranran couldn't look up at him even though he was wearing a straw hat. She shook his hot hand and asked with a smile.

"I'll go to the division commander and chief's house later to deliver some mooncakes, and I'll take you hunting in the mountains."

Gu Beicheng took a step forward, blocking her from the scorching sunlight.

He was wide and tall, able to cover Song Ranran from all the sun.

He had led a team up the mountain to clean up the large animals in the mountains a few days ago.

There are too many large animals now, and they are overrun.

We go hunting in the mountains every autumn to ensure the safety of the villagers and their families who often go to pick mushrooms.

You can also give the soldiers in the army an extra meal during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Really, that's great, let's go home quickly!"

Since Gu Beicheng came back for lunch every day, she has never gone out to pick up fungi or cross the sea.

In my spare time every day, I am either practicing boxing or reading.

Mobile phones and computers, without the Internet, are no different from scrap metal, and they will also have an impact on eyesight.

During those five years of the end of the world, she was tired of watching all the TV series and movies stored on her phone.

What I look forward to most every day is the in-depth communication with Gu Beicheng.

Gu Beicheng drove the jeep over, waited for Song Ranran to get in the car and sat down, and then drove to the family home.

There is no fun place on the island, and his wife doesn't complain to him at home every day.

It's rare to have a whole day today, and it's only around seven o'clock.

He had already gone there once before and drove there and back, which was enough time.

The teacher's family and the chief's family each gave eight moon cakes.

They are all made by Gu Beicheng himself, red bean paste mooncakes and fresh meat mooncakes.

The lotus paste and double yolk mooncakes are made from materials found in the space, and Gu Beicheng would not give them away.

Nowadays, there are only five-nut mooncakes on the market, but red beans, flour, and fresh meat are all purchased from supply and marketing cooperatives.

The tickets have a time limit, and Song Ranran uses them weeks in advance because she is afraid of leaving them somewhere and forgetting them.

The teacher's family and the chief's family returned tea again. They knew that the young couple did not lack anything.

The tea leaves are all specially provided, which is good for giving away or drinking for yourself.

Song Ranran gave eight red bean paste mooncakes from the space to Sister-in-law Zheng’s house.

They were all unpacked and re-wrapped in oil paper.

There is nothing on the small mooncakes. They are oilier and sweeter than those made by Gu Beicheng. They are more suitable for people who are short of sugar and oil nowadays.

"Brother Beicheng, hurry up, time waits for no one!"

Song Ranran has already changed into long sleeves and long trousers. There are many big trees in the mountains and it is relatively shady.

She raised her arm and glanced at her watch. It was already half past eight.

She urged Gu Beicheng, who was still choosing which clothes to wear.