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

The unit is at the foot of the mountain in the East District of Haishi. This is also an urban area, but it is quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle. The place is spacious and there are no other buildings around. Although it is deep winter, there are still some evergreen trees glowing with green.

Meng Xiaoman took one look at the beautiful environment and sighed inwardly. Sure enough, all good things belong to the country.

Xiao Xiangdong went to the garage to put his bicycle, and Meng Xiaoman waited for him on a roof sheltered from the wind.

She wore a slim-fitting cream-white sweater on her upper body, well-cut straight pants on her lower body, and a pair of lambskin shoes with heels, which made her already well-proportioned figure look even taller. Wearing a dark green H-shaped woolen coat, the person's complexion is as jade-like and her temperament is cool.

An An is wearing a pink printed cotton-padded jacket, with a spotted deer stuffed doll as big as a baby's fist on the chest, which is smart and cute.

The two stood there quietly, attracting the attention of many people.

Xiao Xiangdong picked up his daughter and they walked to the auditorium.

"Hi, Xiao Xiangdong." A man wearing navy blue uniform came to say hello.

Zhao Zhiyang, the commander of the First Standing Regiment of the Military Region, the position of commander of the Special Operations Regiment, the commander of the Haishi Standing Regiment all wanted to compete for it, but unexpectedly, it was taken by an unknown person on a remote island in Yushan. Naturally unconvinced. He was straight-tempered and had a bad temper. On the first day he came, he went to find someone to spar with.

He was the first person to express his dissatisfaction when Xiao Xiangdong arrived, and he was also the first person to be convinced by Xiao Xiangdong. Now he has become Xiao Xiangdong's loyal supporter.

Zhao Zhiyang knew that Xiao Xiangdong was married and had a daughter. He went to him for a drink twice in private, but he refused both times because his wife and children were waiting for him to eat at home. Because of this incident, Zhao Zhiyang often teased him about his strict control over his wife, and became even more curious about what his wife was like.

I thought that a woman who was so strict with her husband must be a fierce and fierce woman, but I didn't expect that she looked so soft and pure, not to mention fair-skinned, beautiful, and tall.

Zhao Zhiyang couldn't help but bite his back teeth. This boy was really lucky.

Looking at Xiao Xiangdong's eyes full of resentment, everyone is a soldier, why did you marry a wife who is like a fairy, "Are these my siblings?"

Zhao Zhiyang is relatively young at the regiment level and usually prides himself on being young and promising, but Xiao Xiangdong is two years younger than him.

He couldn't get the upper hand in the discussion, so he had to take advantage of his age.

"My love, Meng Xiaoman, Xiaoman, this is the leader of the regiment, Zhao Zhiyang."

Meng Xiaoman smiled and said hello, "Hello, Brother Zhao. Thank you for taking care of Xiangdong. Come and have dinner with me when you have time."

"Okay, okay, I've long wanted to try my sister's cooking. Xiangdong will run home as soon as I get off work. Your food will definitely be delicious."

Zhao Zhiyang hurriedly agreed, deliberately not looking at Xiao Xiangdong's eyes.

He had proposed to have a meal there before, but was rejected by this cold-faced Bingshan. The reason was that he didn't want his wife to work too hard.

Zhao Zhiyang was so angry that he immediately said, "Isn't my wife just for cooking, washing and giving birth to children?"

In the end, Xiao Xiangdong replied lightly, "That's your wife, not my wife."

He also looked at him with a very contemptuous look.

That look in his eyes seemed to say that he was a scumbag who didn't care about his wife's life or death.

After saying that, Xiao Xiangdong left, leaving him alone in the wind, reflecting on what bad thing he had done to offend his wife.

Not wanting to face Xiao Xiangdong who was unleashing his cold knife again, Zhao Zhiyang ran away quickly.

When we arrived at the auditorium, the crowd was bustling. The performance hadn't started yet, and everyone was talking and laughing.

Xiao Xiangdong was a quiet and unsociable person, and Meng Xiaoman didn't know anyone, so he sat in his seat and teased An An.

However, not long after they sat down, someone came over to say hello to the two of them. They came in groups, one after another, including the battalion commander and company commander under him, as well as the commanders and deputy commanders of other regiments at the same level.

After a short meeting, the two of them became the center of attention in the auditorium.

Meng Xiaoman's smiling face almost froze, she gave Xiao Xiangdong an angry look, and silently asked him what was going on.

Xiao Xiangdong picked up someone and asked him a few words in a low voice, only to find out that it was Zhao Zhiyang who had a big mouth. He said that Xiao Xiangdong was so lucky and his wife was so beautiful. , causing everyone to come over and take a look.

Fortunately, the party was about to begin and everyone was seated one after another, so Meng Xiaoman's place felt better.

Seats with the same rank are arranged together. On Meng Xiaoman's left is Wang Shulan, the wife of Xu Gong, the leader of the Third Regiment of the Standing Regiment.

At this moment, I saw that Meng Xiaoman was free and chatting with her.

"Sister, where did you buy this coat?"

Her sister is about the same height as Meng Xiaoman. They are going on a blind date during the Chinese New Year. I plan to give her some clothes. I think the dark green one on Meng Xiaoman is very nice. It makes her look good and shows off her figure.

"I did it myself."

Wang Shulan's eyes darkened. If this was sold in a store, she could buy the same one. If she made it herself, she couldn't just let someone else make one.

"Your craftsmanship is so good." Wang Shulan reluctantly removed her eyes from her clothes. Her younger sister is also fair. If she looks good in this dress, she will definitely get extra points when going on a blind date.

"It's not bad. I usually make clothes for others."

Wang Shulan's eyes lit up, "Then can you make one for me? The labor cost is easy to negotiate."

"Well," Meng Xiaoman was a little confused: "It's not good. Brother Xu and Xiangdong are comrades in arms. How can I make money from you."

Wang Shulan waved her hand, "You can't say that. Money always has to be spent. It's better to be earned by others than by you. Besides, your clothes are so beautiful."

Meng Xiaoman turned to Xiao Xiangdong and whispered a few words in his ear, asking him if it was okay to do this, and he said it was no problem. Then he nodded to Wang Shulan, gave her the address, and asked her to come over when she was free.

The gala had a general process, which was quite satisfactory. However, one of the programs presented by the Military Family Committee made mistakes frequently due to nervousness, which brought a lot of laughter to everyone.

Wang Shulan smiled and bent over, telling Meng Xiaoman that it was a good thing she didn't go.

Meng Xiaoman didn't like this kind of public performance either, but she didn't expect that as soon as the performance ended, an eldest sister wearing a navy blue cotton-padded jacket with ear-length hair came over to her, told her about the family committee, and told her At the Lantern Festival party after the New Year, she and several family members were going to put on a show.

Wang Shulan had experience and comforted her and said: "Don't worry, new military families will all suffer from this. Just follow everyone and fool around. We are not from the art troupe, so the requirements are not that high."

However, as the prophecy came true, among the new military subordinates, there was actually an old acquaintance from the art troupe, Xia Mengjiao.