Manman likes her parents' home, Jiang Yan was, of course, happy, "If you like it, when I'm not on a mission, you can come over more often."
"Sure," she whispered in agreement, her delicate brows lowered, one hand quietly taking hold of her husband's.
Jiang Yan had many places to show his wife, so taking advantage of the moment when other comrades turned a blind eye, he pulled his wife's hand into his pocket and began to stroll around with her.
"The cafeteria here is bigger. Down below, it's much smaller, usually just a small dining hall."
"And for showering?"
"Of course, there's no hot water here. Taking cold showers in winter to toughen up the body is common."
"The sleeping quarters I saw on TV are all duckboard beds."
"Yes, duckboard beds."
"And the blankets, they're folded very neatly?"
"Didn't you once compliment your husband on how I wash socks?"
