Daily Life in the 70s-Chapter 152 Going Out

In many departments and units, there’s a hidden set of rules based on personal connections. Sometimes, some petty people can’t be easily offended. Although she believed in Shen Yiguang’s capabilities, she still worried that Shao Hui, who stood up for Du Dujuan, would trip him up behind the scenes.

Shen Yiguang stroked her back and chuckled, "Why would there be any impact? In our Military Family Building, it’s normal to have small arguments every three days and big quarrels every five. Once it’s over, it’s over. It won’t affect the relationship between the two men. You don’t need to be so careful. From now on, if something like this happens, handle the small matters by responding in kind, and I’ll take care of the big issues."

Yang Peimin lifted her head to look at him. "Really? What if your wife is bullied to death? How will you get justice for me?" How could she not feel uncomfortable with what he just said about it not affecting the men’s relationship?

"A wife’s wrongs are not her husband’s to teach. It’s up to you to discipline her husband," Shen Yiguang immediately realized the flaw in what he had said and reassured her with a firm stance.

Yang Peimin nodded in agreement.

She found a comfortable position on his chest and was about to close her eyes and sleep.

But just as she was drifting off, somewhat confused, she seemed to hear a voice calling out repeatedly.

She pushed Shen Yiguang a little.

Shen Yiguang covered her ears and coaxed, "Sleep."

Yang Peimin stretched out her hand to embrace his waist, snuggling up against him. She was really tired and didn’t care about whatever was making noise, and drifted off to sleep again in a daze.

Shen Yiguang took in a sharp breath at the feel of her in his arms.

When Yang Peimin wasn’t there, he had heard such scenes several times. Other than missing her more, his body didn’t react much, but now it was different—she was right there in his arms.

Moreover, his wife was not a quiet sleeper; she liked to change positions. She had just been hugging him in her sleep, and now she had let go and turned away, her back to him.

Shen Yiguang, because one hand was still around her arm, also turned with her.

He couldn’t suppress the restless feeling no matter what.

Yang Peimin was vaguely awakened by an unusual feeling on her body.

It was Shen Yiguang behind her.

Very gently, it was the first time he had treated her this way.

But that calling sound was still there. She listened with her eyes closed and felt somewhat embarrassed—it was coming from Gao Hong’s room on the left. Were these houses so poorly soundproofed?

There was also the creaking of the bed frame.

Shen Yiguang embraced her and asked softly, "Did I wake you up?"

With her eyes still closed, Yang Peimin hummed, "Didn’t you say you wouldn’t do that?"

"It’s fine. You stay awake, and I’ll do my thing."

"Awake now... Was it the same with the neighbors before?"

"Since you’re awake, just focus."

Knowing that his newlywed wife had traveled a long distance to visit, Shen Yiguang had squeezed some time off early from the Political Commissar and was planning to take Yang Peimin out today.

And he wanted to ask her if she’d like to cook for herself.

Yang Peimin thought about it and still shook her head. "After buying all these grains and groceries, let’s just cook for a few days. Once I go back, you won’t have time to cook for yourself anyway, so it would just be wasteful. Besides, I feel like it’ll take me a few days to get used to working with the coal stove. By that time, I could have already eaten a full meal."

Who knows when there will be natural gas or induction cookers? For now, we can only make do with what we have.

Shen Yiguang countered, "Then you can’t be picky."

The food at the canteen was unappetizing and rarely included meat; these two meals were prepared with additional eggs and meat that he had paid money for separately, asking kitchen helper Xiao Jin to procure the ingredients. He worried her face might lose its little bit of flesh from these few days of visiting relatives.

"Let’s go to the county and pick up some eggs. We can have the Red Army wife next door help boil one for you every day. She cooks for herself for several meals a day."

Yang PeiMin agreed and decided to give some eggs to her as a reward for the hard work.

She asked Shen Yiguang what else they needed to buy in the county besides eggs.

Shen Yiguang smiled at her, "My wife, aren’t you more aware of our household needs than I am?"

Yang PeiMin glanced at him sideways and, hooking his arm, responded, "Alright, then I’ll buy you two sets of clothes. I’ve already made you two sets of underwear."

Speaking of this, Shen Yiguang couldn’t help but beam with joy, his wife had even made that for him, and she knew his size...

He stroked her head, indulgently saying, "You buy for yourself. I wear my military uniform all year round; buying more would just gather dust."

After getting ready, the two of them headed out.

Shen Yiguang was still in military uniform, and Yang PeiMin wore a vest with a pink wool sweater, brown trousers, and small leather shoes, looking sharp in her own right.

Of course, their ready-to-go appearance did not escape the watchful eye of the gossipy Red Army wife next door, always keeping an eye on Yang PeiMin, the new Military Wife. Catching up from behind, she asked, "Are you and the Miss going out, Shen Ying?"

Yang PeiMin looked at Shen Yiguang then nodded, "Yes, we are."

"You’re heading to the county town, aren’t you? If that’s the case, could you bring back some items for me?"

"What would you like us to pick up for you, sister?"

The Red Army wife quickly listed out, "Buy some grain. I need twenty pounds of brown rice. We’ve been running low on it and now is a good time to stock up. I’ll also need a bag of coarse salt. Oh, and a pound of meat for dumplings, cornmeal..."

As Yang PeiMin listened, she was astounded. Had it been that long since she’d shopped, or was she stockpiling?

"Sister, that’s quite a bit. I’m afraid I won’t be able to remember all this. Maybe you could write it down on a piece of paper."

"I don’t know how to write these things. I’ll go get it and you can write it down for me, sister-in-law."

Shen Yiguang stopped her, "Sister, I heard there is a welfare activity for Labor Day on May 1st. The scarce commodities in the shops like rice, flour, cakes, liquor, and others can be purchased without tickets and are limited per person... and the price is even a few cents cheaper than usual."

"Oh, that sounds great, then I’ll ask you two to buy an extra portion for me..." The Red Army wife said gleefully, "I’ll go and get the money for you..."

Shen Yiguang shook his head, "Sister, it’s too late today. These sales usually start by six o’clock, and now it’s already eight. Might as well wait until tomorrow."

"This... Then I’ll go by myself tomorrow..."

Hearing this, several other Military Wives nearby also halted their steps, secretly planning as well.

As they left the Military Family Building, Yang PeiMin laughed and looked at him, "You’re still the clever one..." It wouldn’t have been a problem to help with a few items, but it would have been like moving house, loading up on their shopping. There would have been no time to shop for themselves.

Shen Yiguang arched an eyebrow, "I was genuinely reminding them."

Yang PeiMin nodded and conceded, "That’s the best of both worlds, then."

She preferred visiting the city over the county. Summer was approaching, and she planned to buy a couple of skirts to indulge in vanity; the city would likely offer a broader selection. So she coaxed Shen Yiguang into heading to the urban district. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Last time, Xiao Xu drove the car; this time, Shen Yiguang would drive, so they wouldn’t need to wait for public transportation.