Daily Life in the 70s-Chapter 173: Encounter

Then, when Shen Yiguang shifted his gaze to her feet again.

Yang Peimin quickly pulled him out the door with an understanding smile, "Come on, let’s go. Otherwise, the streaky pork you want to eat will be gone."

Though he was dragged out of the door, Shen Yiguang’s penetrating gaze still caught sight of his wife’s exquisitely delicate ankles in her white sandals, irresistibly attractive. Even a composed man like him couldn’t help but take a few extra glances, not to mention others... His expression immediately darkened.

Seeing his expression, Yang Peimin knew he was at it again. Such a stubborn, obsessive man, she pinched his waist and warned softly, "Don’t you start acting all domineering. I won’t allow it!"

Shen Yiguang sighed. In the countryside, women normally roll up their trouser legs and work in the fields; the phenomenon is quite common. He had never noticed any difference between the women’s and the men’s feet and had never paid attention before. Only now did he realize that some people’s ankles could be so attractive.

His gaze was profound, wishing he could keep her in his pocket and out of sight. Amidst these thoughts, he finally muttered, "Really, there’s no handling you."

Yang Peimin smiled in response.

Running into a neighbor, the neighbor brightened up on seeing Yang Peimin, "Oh, sister-in-law, where are you off to?"

The Red Army wife was chopping vegetables at the front door, looked up and saw them, and smiled, "That dress looks lovely on you."

Yang Peimin told her they were going for a meal.

After they walked past, another Military Wife drifted over to gossip, "That sister-in-law from the Shen family, her dress is really beautiful, even better than some actresses on stage."

The Red Army wife laughed, "Well, we can’t envy her for that. She’s good-looking, young, doesn’t have children tying her down, and her man adores her. It’s only normal for him to buy her a couple of dresses."

"That’s true. She does look like a fortunate one, not like me back in the day, wanting new clothes but having to consider my unmarried sister-in-law."

"That’s right. As long as your man adores you, nothing else is a problem," said an experienced Military Wife slowly. Her eyes swept towards Gao Hong’s room and then added, "Living next door, the comparison is clear. Both marriages are recent, both married young wives, but they’re worlds apart."

From her look, everyone knew whom she was talking about. Someone disdainfully responded, "How is that the same? The sister-in-law’s mother-in-law didn’t come with her. You don’t know, but when her mother-in-law wasn’t there, there was quite the commotion that night..."

"What commotion?"

"Seriously, why even ask? It’s like you’ve never been married..."

Tonight’s dinner included stir-fried pork belly with green beans and tofu cabbage soup.

Yang Peimin took the clear soup to pour over her rice, not finding the white pork appetizing at all, so she put all of it on Shen Yiguang’s plate.

"This pork is sliced thin, it won’t stick in your throat," Shen Yiguang gave some back to her.

Yang Peimin still shook her head. Shen Yiguang’s face looked rather displeased, "Look at that little bit of weight on your face, it’s almost gone. When we get back, my mom will think I’ve been mistreating you."

Finally, seeing that she still hadn’t touched her chopsticks, he painstakingly picked out the tiny pieces of lean meat from the pork belly and placed them on her plate, his face dark as ink, "Just eat, your body is weak because of your picky eating."

Yang PeiMin had tension in her face but didn’t dare resist. She picked up the food and ate it, giving him a big smile, "It tastes really good, Yiguang, you’re so nice."

The tension on Shen Yiguang’s face eased.

After the meal, they agreed to take a walk outside, near the training field wall. There were two rows of poplar trees and a small gravel path, which was not too muddy even after the rain, so their shoes stayed clean.

Indeed, as Shen Yiguang had said, a cool breeze blew by, but it was quite refreshing, carrying the scent of grass. The neighboring area was the open training field, evoking a sense of boundlessness. Ahead lay an endless stretch of poplar trees, while grass grew from the cracks in the stones underfoot and on the other side was some unused grassy land, and further away were some vegetable gardens cultivated by the families, showing lush green sprouts.

Yang PeiMin took a deep breath, feeling herself relax completely. She glanced at the man beside her, wondering if this could be considered a date. During her teenage years, she had fantasized about various dating scenarios — fields of flowers, cafes, and such — never something as rustic as this, under a canopy of trees amidst wild grass.

Shen Yiguang walked alongside her, "Were you getting stuffy staying in the dorm during the day?"

Knowing it was her first time here and that she probably didn’t have many people to talk to, it must have been suffocating, right? At her age, she was full of energy.

Yang PeiMin nodded honestly, "A bit, but luckily I still have to review. Plus, there aren’t many chores to do, so I manage."

Shen Yiguang smiled, "How’s the reviewing going? Feeling confident?"

His tone was teasing because he knew she had taken the test once before and should feel more confident than others.

Yang PeiMin blinked, "I know, right? I heard that this time it’s much harder than before. At least the country is prepared this time."

Shen Yiguang looked at her with some surprise, then nodded in agreement, "You need to be aware of it."

Yang PeiMin gave him a sidelong glance, "Then you need to support me wholeheartedly from behind. Sometimes, confidence is key to success."

Shen Yiguang laughed loudly, "Alright, full support!"

"Camp Commander Shen... Pei Min."

Wen Qing and Du Juanjuan approached them.

"What a coincidence, you’re also out for a walk after dinner," Wen Qing remarked calmly, glancing at them.

Having just spoken about this matter involving Wen Qing, and now running into her again, Yang PeiMin still felt a bit uncomfortable. She smiled and nodded, "Yes, just trying to digest the meal." freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Shen Yiguang’s smile also faded, and he nodded coldly.

Du Juanjuan’s expression was slightly strained, as if she disliked Shen Yiguang’s attitude, "Camp Commander Shen really has time. My Old Shao is so busy he barely has time to eat. It seems the responsibilities of different positions can vary greatly." She said this with a tone that suggested she was defending her husband’s busyness.

Shen Yiguang glanced at her indifferently, his eyelids not even lifting as he said, "You’re not wrong."

Du Juanjuan, taken aback by his neither soft nor harsh acceptance, turned toward Yang PeiMin, sizing her up and noticing that she wasn’t dressed like the other military wives in plain gray or blue uniforms, but instead wore a soft, elegant dress that elevated her entire demeanor. She stood there, graceful as a standing lily, attracting attention without even speaking.

A flash of envy crossed her eyes, wondering why a rural woman could dress so fittingly.