The female educated youth read the contents of the newspaper aloud, then looked at Zhuang's mother in amazement.

This crazy auntie is always acting erratically, and nobody in the dorm believes what she says.

But looking at the two names on the newspaper, she suddenly began to believe it; this troublesome aunt might actually have been a cadre in Beijing before.

"What? A model military wife? Her?"

The woman, Zhuang's mother, blurted out, even more surprised than the female educated youth.

She quickly got up, snatched the newspaper from the female educated youth's hand, and began to read it.

After a long while, she stood there stunned on the heated kang, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

"Auntie, your son and daughter-in-law are amazing! One is a second-class combat hero, and the other is a model military wife."

"Well...that's right, after all, they are my son and...and daughter-in-law."

Mrs. Zhuang frowned deeply, then regained her smugness.

She took the newspaper, intending to go to the farm to spread the word and see who would dare to look down on her afterward.

"Auntie, weren't you always dissatisfied with your daughter-in-law? You even called her illiterate, a savage, and uncultured. How could she possibly receive the title of model military wife?"

The female educated youth looked at the older woman and felt a little strange.

"Pah, I... I was just..."

Zhuang's mother suddenly got stuck.

"I was trying to motivate her. What do you know? Without my encouragement, would she be who she is today?"

She quickly put on her big cotton shoes, grabbed a newspaper, and ran out of the dormitory.

The Great Northern Wilderness in winter is even colder than the Qilian Mountains, and it is surrounded by thick white snow.

After running a few steps, Zhuang's mother suddenly felt sad again.

That old bastard has no conscience, and his son is just like him, equally heartless. Such a big thing happened, and he didn't even write a letter to tell me.