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

In the General Military Region, division commander Xia Pingyi looked at a report on the table and fell into deep thought. This report on the development of naval armaments and weapons is not only detailed and in line with the actual situation of the military, but also extremely innovative and forward-looking. However, the content about learning from Western countries is very controversial.

"Lao Xia, what do you think? Hurry up and express your opinion. It's up to you." They have discussed this report more than once, and this is the last meeting.

"I think what is written is very practical. Foreign weapons are more advanced than ours. Using foreign things to develop ourselves will not delay our fight against these foreign devils. What do you think?"

"I don't agree. Foreign products are fundamentally crooked. Didn't we drive away the invaders with the Xiaomi rifle before?"

"But we have sacrificed tens of millions of lives, and there is a gap between us and foreign countries. We have to admit it."

"You worship foreigners!"

"You are using strong words to make sense!"

The two began to argue.

"Everyone calm down. The content has been discussed. Today we will only vote." The person presiding over the meeting asked everyone to be quiet, and then confirmed with Xia Pingyi: "So you think there is no problem with this report, right?"

"Well, I don't think he made a political mistake. I remember that the person who wrote the report had performed many important missions and was not out of the line of fire even after being slightly injured. He continued to serve the country after being seriously injured, which shows that his faith is still very firm."

"I understand what you mean."

Xiao Xiangdong didn't know that the report he wrote caused a heated discussion in the military headquarters. During this time, he didn't have to do anything except eat, sleep, and write examinations.

Here, what he thinks about most is not what will happen to him, but what will happen to Meng Xiaoman if something happens to him. When he was on the battlefield, he never flinched or was afraid, but this time, for the first time, he felt afraid. He thought of Mr. Chen and his wife, and of the tragedy he had seen in the city, where his wife and children were bullied because one man was criticized.

"What's wrong? What are you doing so stupidly? Eat quickly, you've lost weight." I don't know if it's because he rarely sees the sun, but Xiao Xiangdong has become whiter and thinner.

"You've lost weight too. Sit down and eat something with me."

"You can eat it, I've eaten it at home." Meng Xiaoman gave him a bowl of chicken soup.

"It's too much, I can't finish it by myself." Xiao Xiangdong asked the guards to bring a basin and spread half of the food for them.

"Thank you Xiao Ying!" Several people saluted and left happily carrying their meals.

"This braised pork is so delicious."

"It's so delicious, give me some muscle."

"Don't grab it, leave a piece for me."

"Well, the rice is delicious too."

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"Are you okay at home?"

"What can I do at home?"

Xiao Xiangdong was eating aside, while Meng Xiaoman was sitting on the edge of the bed packing his things. "I knitted a sweater for you. It was knitted according to your previous size. It might be a little big for you now."

"It's okay, just relax and be comfortable."

One week before New Year's Day in 1976, Xiao Xiangdong completed his review, resumed his original position, and returned home.

Early that morning, Meng Xiaoman started to pack up and went to the market and supply and marketing cooperative to make purchases. She planned to set up a table for Xiao Xiangdong to wash away his dust, and invite close people like Zheng Xiumei, Gu Mengjie and Zhang Changchi to come over for a meal. Thanks for their concern and help during this time.

Zheng Xiumei came over early to help and went shopping, washing and selecting vegetables with her. Gu Mengjie helped wash the dishes and dishes.

The three of them chatted while working.

"At first glance, Xiao Gu's hands are not those of a worker. They are white and tender. Political Commissar Meng really loves his wife."

"Don't talk about me, isn't Xiaoman the same? Camp Commander Xiao is the one who loves his wife."

"I applied clam oil on it." Although the back of Meng Xiaoman's hands is fair and delicate, the palms of her hands are calloused.

"You are so willing to use something to wipe your face on your hands. It costs a lot of money!" Zheng Xiumei said, she felt a little distressed when applying clam oil to her face.

"Things are just for use. The sea breeze is strong and the sun is shining. If you don't pay attention to it, it can easily become dark and rough."

"Isn't that what you're talking about? I think back when we first arrived on the island, our skin was tender and supple, but within a few years, we were as tanned as a black loach!"

"Hahaha, sister-in-law, you are just wheat-colored at best. Those soldiers are the real black loaches." Gu Mengjie said, luckily Meng Changqing is naturally fairer and does not tan easily, otherwise, she would have disliked him.

Wang Youliang and others had just entered the hospital when they heard this and curiously poked their heads into the kitchen: "What black loach? Should we eat this thing today?"

His dark and slender face resembled a black loach, which made the three women in the kitchen laugh.

"If you eat your head, you will look like a black loach!" Zheng Xiumei threw vegetable leaves at him and drove him to fetch water.

Wang Youliang took the bucket and said, "You bitch, can't you save some face for me outside?"

"Okay, okay, I'll give you face, you don't look like a black loach, you look like a white loach, that's it. Go and fetch water quickly, why am I still waiting to use it?"

Steamed fish, boiled prawns, seafood in fish sauce, garlic oysters, spicy stir-fried mussels, pan-fried hairtail, spicy crabs, etc. Meng Xiaoman has cooked nearly ten seafood dishes alone. These are cheap and plentiful. Big and easy to make.

"You are the only one who is good at cooking. If I were to make it, it would definitely be fishy and unpalatable." Zheng Xiumei tasted the small seafood in the sauce. "Well, this sauce is good. You can teach me later. I think it can be used to dip any seafood into it." "

Wang Youliang: "You can't learn anything difficult. I think the sour radish, bamboo shoots and dried old duck soup is very good. I like it very much."

"You like a lot, are you worthy of it? With your allowance, you have to support your mother, subsidize your younger siblings, and have two children to raise. You still want to eat old duck, sea breeze is not enough!" Zheng Xiumei said He paused and said, "It would be nice to have some small seafood to eat. This is what I picked up after working hard at sea."

"Brother and sister, you see, I just made a suggestion, don't learn if you don't want to learn, and she gave me a slap in the face. She is so aggressive that she can kill two little devils in a war."

Wang Youliang asked Meng Xiaoman to comment.

"Brother Wang, if you ask me, no one can do it as well as I can. If you want to eat something, just make it yourself. You don't have to listen to my sister-in-law nagging you."

"It's all women who do the cooking. I don't do it. It's like a effeminate thing."

"Brother Wang, I don't like to hear this. Do you think Xiao Xiangdong is a bitch? He usually cooks at my house."

"Really? He can also cook?"

"Yes."

"Changqing can also cook, and she even learned from Camp Commander Xiao." Gu Mengjie said.

"Political Commissar Meng also cooks?" Wang Youliang said in surprise, "No, what do they think, a big man cooks? Isn't this all women's work?"

Meng Xiaoman: "Who stipulates that cooking must be a woman's job?"

Wang Youliang: "But, hasn't it been like this since ancient times? Men are the masters outside, and women are the masters inside."

Gu Mengjie: "That's the dregs of feudalism. Now women have come out to work. Similarly, men should also take on the work at home."

"Ah, this, this..." Wang Youliang couldn't think of anything to say in reply.

Zheng Xiumei struck while the iron was hot, "So, you have to learn from Political Commissar Meng and Battalion Commander Xiao to learn how to cook."

"No, I just came to see if the meal was ready, but after all the trouble, I was asked to learn how to cook." Wang Youliang said depressedly.

Seeing Wang Youliang walking away as if he was running away, Zheng Xiumei said, "When this person got home, he sat on a chair and waited for his meal. He even poured the oil bottle and didn't hold it up. Today, he has a bad temper."