Framed at the beginning: Female educated youth forced to marry disabled military officer

Seeing that she was a little embarrassed, Streimei realized that she was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry to make you laugh. It's just a letter from my family saying that the old man passed away, so I felt a little emotional for a moment. Don't be offended. I will definitely go there the day after tomorrow."

No wonder she saw her eyes were a little red just now, it turned out to be the reason. Meng Xiaoman didn't know what to say, so she could only let her express her condolences.

However, Streimee took her hand and said kindly, "It's okay, I've thought about it. Marrying a soldier is like that. Wherever they go, we have to follow them. When they go out to perform missions, we still have to be on guard. Worry, help them take care of the family and the children. You will know later. However, there is no need to be afraid. We military wives are all relatives and we all help each other. If you have any problems, just come to me and there is no need to see anyone outside."

After leaving Scuimei's house, Meng Xiaoman went to the political commissar's house. When choosing a house before, Meng Xiaoman met the political commissar once. Different from resolute-looking people like Xiao Xiangdong, the political commissar looks gentle and wears glasses. He doesn't look like someone from the military camp, but more like a teacher.

The name is also very bookish, called Meng Changqing.

Not knowing what kind of wife such a person would marry, Meng Xiaoman knocked on his door out of curiosity.

"Who is it?" A clear voice sounded, and then the door opened.

At first glance, Meng Xiaoman did not notice the person in front of her, but the colorful flowers in the yard and the fragrant fragrance of flowers.

Seeing the amazement in Meng Xiaoman's eyes, the woman also had a smile on her face, "Doesn't it look good?"

"Yeah, it looks good." Meng Xiaoman followed her words, only to realize that she had forgotten to introduce herself.

The woman didn't mind and asked her to sit in the room.

The room is decorated in an exquisite and emotional way, and one can tell at a glance that the hostess has put a lot of thought into it, and of course also spent a lot of money.

"Sit anywhere and I'll make tea."

Meng Xiaoman put the things on the coffee table and sat on the sofa. She hadn't seen a sofa at the leader's house, but she didn't expect there was one here.

"I don't know what you want to drink. Is green tea okay? This is Longjing from Hangzhou. Try it."

Meng Xiaoman took the transparent glass, blew it, and took a sip. It tasted good and was top quality.

"Good tea." Meng Xiaoman put down the cup and said the reason for her visit.

"I know you, you are Xiao Xiangdong's wife." Meng Xiaoman nodded, and before asking her what to call her, she introduced herself, "My name is Gu Mengjie, you can just call me Sister Mengjie. I I'm almost bored to death here. As soon as I saw you today, I felt like I could talk to you. In the future, you should come and play with me more often."

Gu Mengjie has an oval face, willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and looks harmless to humans and animals. Although she is older than Meng Xiaoman, she has a bit of a child's heart. At first glance, she seems to have been well protected and raised in a pampered environment.

Meng Xiaoman smiled and agreed. She had not seen such a lively and beautiful girl for a long time. Just looking at her made her feel good. After all, she still has the qualities of a pretty dog.

"The flowers in your yard are really good." Meng Xiaoman turned her attention to the courtyard.

"Yes, it took me a long time to grow it like this. If you like it, pick two pots when you go back."

"No, no, I'm not very good at growing flowers. It would be a shame to die looking after them."

"What's the pity? It's just two pots of flowers. I'll give them to you after you die. Anyway, I have plenty of them in my yard."

Seeing what she said, Meng Xiaoman stopped refusing and said, "Okay, thank you Sister Mengjie."

"You're welcome. I'm the first military wife who has sincerely praised my flowers." Those people either said that she was full, or that growing flowers was not as good as growing vegetables, or that she had a bourgeois sentiment. She had nothing to say to them and didn't have much contact with them, so she simply closed the door and lived her own life.

Anyway, no matter what they said, it didn't matter to her, she was going to live like this. Fortunately, Meng Changqing didn't say anything.

Before leaving, Gu Mengjie picked two of the best camellias and gave them to Meng Xiaoman, "These two camellias are very suitable for you. They are gifts to you. I won't go to dinner the day after tomorrow, so as not to be in the cold." , However, you are welcome to come here at any time."

After moving two pots of camellia home, Meng Xiaoman went to Zheng Xiumei's place again. Zheng Xiumei is watering vegetables in the yard. Meng Xiaoman gave her the things, told her about the treat the day after tomorrow, and asked her to bring her children with her.

Zheng Xiumei has two children, the eldest is a boy, five years old, and the second is a girl, three years old. It's the time to pester.

Then, Meng Xiaoman went to Xu Qinglian's house next door. Although Xu Qinglian's husband Qi Chengzhi was the instructor of the Second Battalion and was not in the same camp as Xiao Xiangdong, as a neighbor, Meng Xiaoman still wanted to invite him.

It was the little girl who opened the door. The layout of Xu Qinglian's house is the same as her own, but there are more things piled up in her yard, which makes it seem a bit cramped.

A small square vegetable garden, the vegetables in it are almost eaten. Next to the vegetable garden is a chicken pen surrounded by wire. There are two small hens inside, pecking at rotten vegetable leaves.

The farthest corner of the yard, against the wall, was fenced off with wooden boards. There was a bit of a foul smell coming from it, so it should be a toilet.

There is a public toilet in the family compound, which is cleaned every day. It is quite clean, but it is a bit far away. Meng Xiaoman also thought about building a toilet at home, but firstly, there was no way to get rid of the sewer. Secondly, the weather was too hot. Although the family courtyard had a yard, it was not as big as the yard at home. Building a toilet would not bother anyone else. The first person to be smoked is oneself.

Before Meng Xiaoman entered the room, Xu Qinglian walked out of the room, "Why is it you again? What are you asking again?"

There was impatience in her voice. Meng Xiaoman didn't know what offended her, but she still explained her purpose.

"I know," she said, taking the thing in Meng Xiaoman's hand, "I won't join in the fun. If something happens later and my son is hurt, you can't afford to compensate."

As he said that, he took his things and walked into the house with his belly puffed out.

Meng Xiaoman glanced at the room. Garbage such as melon seed peels, peanut shells, peels, and waste paper were thrown all over the floor. There was also an unpleasant smell in the air.

Meng Xiaoman glanced at her closed window and shook her head. On such a hot day, the garbage was not picked up and the windows were not opened to let out air. No wonder the smell was bad.