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

Zhou Aimei's eyes were about to burst. She dug her fingers into the soil and yelled at her son and daughter-in-law beside her, "Are you dead? Why don't you get your things back from me?"

Those who received the letter, those who were literate, had already begun to read it and commented while reading it.

"Dear Xiuxiu, I think you are going to die..."

"Ouch, that's disgusting. Xiao Xiangxi looks like a human being, why does he speak so greasyly?"

"I sent you five yuan and a new dress. It's a waste for Zheng Lingling to wear it. You must look good in it."

"If you give your wife's clothes to other women, your brain will be blocked by shit. Even the wild dogs at the entrance of the village have more conscience than him."

Those who watch the fun pictures are gossips. These people will not hand over the letters obediently. Liu Zhi'er and Zhou Xing spent a long time talking and wanted to get two back.

"Auntie, you can't read. It's useless to ask for it. Why don't you just give me the letter?"

Zhou Xinghua gave good advice.

But the aunt squinted her eyes and crumpled the paper and stuffed it into her pocket, "This paper is soft and can be used to wipe buttocks without irritating. I'll keep it for hand relief!"

In the following period, Xiao Xiangxi's letter became the talk of many people in the Qinghe Brigade. Even the little kid at home who had just learned to read was dragged to read the letter to the adults.

As for Xiao Xiangxi, he was so embarrassed that he didn't go out or go to work for half a month.

Autumn passed by in a blink of an eye, and it was early winter.

Xiao Xiangdong wrote to say that the training progress in Yushan was higher than expected, and they were able to be transferred to Haishi before the year. This year, they would come to Haishi to celebrate the New Year with them.

Meng Xiaoman was very happy to receive the letter. If he didn't come, An An would almost not know that she had a father.

I wrote a reply and sent him a ready-made winter coat and two pairs of shoes.

After New Year's Day, Xiao Xiao Xiangdong's appointment finally came down.

He was transferred to the Haishi Military Region as the commander of the special operations regiment.

Although it is a flat promotion, how can Yushan compare with Haishi? It is equivalent to a promotion.

When Xiao Xiangdong left, brigade commander Xue Zhengqiang looked at his resolute back and sighed, "I really can't bear to part with such an excellent soldier."

Political Commissar Wei Heping replied, "Although he is not on Lantau Island, he is still serving in the army. Moreover, in the independent regiment he led, I found several good seedlings. If we train them well, we will not lose."

Xue Zhengqiang also said seriously: "Yes, these must be cultivated with emphasis."

When Xiao Xiangdong came to Haishi, a guard originally came to pick him up, but he refused.

When we got out of the station, we immediately saw a beautiful woman holding a cute dumpling in the crowd.

Arriving in front of him with long strides, Xiao Xiangdong reached out and took the man and the child into his arms, "How long have you been waiting? Is it cold?"

Meng Xiaoman shook his head, "It's not cold, I just came here a while ago."

Xiao Xiangdong touched her face and found that it was not too cold, so he felt relieved.

He hugged An An and kissed her twice on the face, "Do you miss daddy?"

An An's chubby hand pushed his face, "Prick, daddy."

His beard grew quickly, and green stubble appeared on the car after not shaving for several days.

Xiao Xiangdong patted her little buttocks twice, "This little thing knows that she dislikes daddy."

When she got home, An An couldn't wait to get out of her father's arms and go play with her sister.

Under the care of Grandma Wu and Meng Xiaoman, Cuicui has changed a lot from before. Not only has she grown taller and whiter, but her personality has also become much more cheerful.

Cuicui is very skillful with her hands and often braids An An's hair, folds paper cranes and stars. An An likes to play with her very much.

Although it was winter, he still smelled good after riding in the car. Meng Xiaoman found some clean clothes for him to put on and planned to wash the dirty clothes. Before he could take two steps, he was hugged by a pair of strong arms. Stopped, "Let me hug you for a while."

During the many days and nights of training, it was her soft and warm embrace that kept him going.

There was something pressing against her lower back, which she found difficult to ignore. She couldn't help but said angrily: "It's broad daylight, please be honest."

Xiao Xiangdong smiled bitterly. We haven't seen him for almost half a year. It would be useless if he didn't respond.

Turning her around, Xiao Xiangdong buried his face on her shoulder and neck, breathing in the familiar and sweet smell, and said hoarsely: "I won't do anything, just hug her for a while."

The day before he arrived, he was still busy and had not slept well for many days. Meng Xiaoman noticed the bruises under his eyes as soon as he saw him.

He stroked the man's generous back and said, "Would you like to go to bed and lie down for a while?"

"No, I didn't take a shower and I'm not clean."

Meng Xiaoman likes to be clean. She will never go to bed without washing herself, nor can she go to bed wearing the clothes she wears outside.

"I'm not tired." He said, letting go of the person, "I'll wash the clothes later. You help me get the clothes inside, and I'll go to the bathhouse to wash them."

In the evening, there was no cooking at home, so a few people ate at a state-owned restaurant.

The hot mutton soup, paired with the fragrant and tempting pancakes, will make you feel hot all over after one bowl.

After putting An An to sleep, Xiao Xiangdong impatiently put her on the bed.

After a burst of rustling sounds, there was a long-lost and comfortable sigh.

Xiao Xiangdong was like a young boy with no rules. He would kiss wherever he caught him, and his hands were always busy. Meng Xiaoman's whole body was on fire because of him.

There is only one opposite.

The water and milk blended together, and both of them couldn't help moaning.

Thinking of the child in the nursery across the door, Meng Xiaoman bit her lips tightly, intending to swallow the sound, but the person above saw through her thoughts, her thin lips pursed, and finally disappeared between her lips and tongue.

Suppressing the sound only amplifies the feelings of the organs.

The feeling of wanting to live and die made Meng Xiaoman unable to help but cling to the driftwood above.

Xiao Xiangdong felt that if Meng Xiaoman was his enemy, he would have been shattered to pieces and died a thousand times, and even future generations would be eager to give a clean account.

The soft quilt kept undulating like waves, and the pink crabapple-print quilt kept shaking, as if it couldn't withstand the impact of the waves.

A white and pink hand weakly stretched out from the quilt, spreading its slender fingers, trying to find a fulcrum in the endless drifting. However, before his fingertips touched the wooden post at the head of the bed, he was grabbed by a broad and powerful hand, intertwined with his fingers, and pulled into the quilt.

By the time they got there, Meng Xiaoman was already in a state of confusion and could only let him take whatever he wanted.

The next day, Meng Xiaoman woke up in the sunshine and suddenly remembered that she had classes in the morning, "It's over, I forgot to ask for leave."

After finishing speaking, I was surprised to realize that the voice was not as hoarse as my own.

Obviously my voice wasn't loud yesterday, but as I thought about it, my face suddenly turned red.

He patted his face to wake himself up.

I lifted the quilt and planned to get out of bed, but as soon as I sat up, I felt sore all over my body, and I felt tired in my bones.

The dense crimson spots on his chest showed the absurdity of last night.