Yan's mother answered her, "Singles live in the military dormitory, and married people live in the compound housing area, where three families live in one compound. So, do you know anyone there?"
Thinking of the extreme torture she had endured for more than a month, Ji Xiaorou's healed skin felt phantom pain. "No, I don't really know her. I just know that she also married into our Ontario military district."
At present, her position in the Yan family is unstable, and she has no intention of provoking a bitch like Ji Wanqing.
When she gives birth to a son for the Yan family and stands firm, she will be very arrogant and ridicule her. What about the battalion commander? She loves the regiment commander!
In the afternoon, I went to work at the factory. My comrades from Shanghai left by bus early in the morning and missed Zhou Xi's hopeful look as he looked back at me.
Ji Wanqing thought that she had said goodbye to them personally yesterday, so naturally she couldn't get up in the morning to see them off to the car.
It is now mid-November and the weather is getting colder.
She took out a set of thermal underwear from the space and put it on next to her body, added a woolen sweater in the middle, and put on a coat on the outside, and finally felt that the temperature was suitable.
On the first day after Ji Wanqing's vacation, He Gong assigned her the burden.
Wang Yimei and Zhang Zhihe were her old partners. They were familiar with her work style, so they naturally joined her project team and appointed both of them as deputy team leaders to help her complete the project.
Then she delegated the authority to Wang Yimei and Zhang Zhihe to select two people each to join the team and lead them. After they had experienced a few projects under Ji Wanqing, they would go out on their own.
Finding the familiar rhythm of getting off work, Ji Wanqing met her off-get off work partner on the road.
Ye Yaman got out of the car and pushed it next to her. "I haven't walked home with you since work. I'm a little uncomfortable meeting you all of a sudden."
Ji Wanqing saw that her hands were red from the cold wind, "Why didn't you bring gloves? You'll definitely get frostbite in this cold."
The military factory is close, so it's not a problem to walk there, but to go to Hexian, you have to ride a bike to and from get off work, otherwise the commuting time will be too much.
"There are many turns on the road. My driving skills are not that good. My fingers are not flexible with gloves on, so it is easy to get into an accident when I encounter a slope."
Ji Wanqing recalled the common draft quilts in modern times, "I'll draw a picture for you when I get back. You can cut it according to the size and stuff some scraps of cloth or old cotton wool inside to keep out the draft."
"That's great, but I'm not very good with needlework, so don't draw something too difficult. My grandmother asked our nanny to teach me a few tricks when I was a kid, and I can barely embroider a few flowers."
Ji Wanqing, who couldn't even get through the wire, said: "...You are so humble."
"Yes, I sent the revised article last time and I received a reply!" Ye Yaman was very happy, "I will take it to the unit after it is published in the newspaper!"
Ji Wanqing was very happy for her. This was an article that he had written, so of course he was happy to receive good news.
On the day when Yan Chong and Ji Xiaorou held a wedding banquet, Ye Yaman had just taken out her remittance slip for her royalties, a total of twelve yuan. She gave Wan Qing an envelope with ten yuan in it.
After all, she contributed without signing her name, and she didn't want to let her only good friend suffer a loss.
"So much?" Ji Wanqing glanced at the envelope without thinking much, thinking that writers were popular these days.
Ye Yaman did not explain, "I cut out the windproof quilt you drew for me last time and rode to work yesterday. Many colleagues asked about it.
“How is the effect?”
"Of course. My hands didn't get any air during the ride, and my body was hot."
Ji Wanqing smiled and bribed Ye Yaman with a meal, and provided her with the materials so that she could make a set for herself.
Of course Ye Yaman wanted it more than anything. If she wasn't so shy, she would really like to come over and have a meal whenever she had time.
It was almost noon, and it was time to go to the 112th Regiment's cafeteria to attend the Yan family's wedding banquet, so the two families decided to go together.
Jiang Che and Ge Yunting walked at the back, while Ji Wanqing and Ye Yaman walked in front.
Ge Yunting knew that Xiao Jiang and his wife had a good relationship, so he couldn't help asking, "Xiao Jiang, you and your wife have been married for two or three months, why do you look like you haven't even gotten over the honeymoon period yet?"
Jiang Che and Ge Yunting did not belong to the same group, so they could not talk to each other about work, and could only talk about other things.
"Three months is considered the honeymoon period? That's too fast."
"So when do you think the honeymoon period ends?"
"Five years, at least."
"..."Okay, now I know why you two have such a good relationship.
However, when Ge Yunting thought about the recent signs of thawing between the couple because of work, he felt relieved and even liked Xiao Jiang, who liked to show off his affection.
What a shame for the recorder.
The two of them first arrived at the cafeteria of the 112th Regiment.
Ever since Ji Wanqing stunned everyone with her stunning red dress and black skirt, brides have been fond of wearing red and black two-piece suits at recent wedding banquets.
Ji Xiaorou bought her new clothes in the county. The salesperson at a state-owned store pushed her hard, saying that this is how families dress at weddings, so she bought a red jacket with black pants.
Wearing it makes you look energetic and festive.
"Deputy Captain Yan, happy wedding." Jiang Che and Ge Yunting walked up to Yan Chong and said a few words of congratulations.
Ye Yaman and Ji Wanqing came to the bride's side.
"I wish you a son soon, a happy marriage and a happy marriage." Ye Yaman's congratulations were quite sincere.
Ji Wanqing simply said "Happy wedding" and sat down at the dining table in a very cold manner.
Ji Xiaorou's face twisted for a moment. She always felt that her neighbor next door was very familiar.
The voice was familiar, the movements were familiar, the expression was familiar, even the cold glance at her was so familiar!
Yan Chong noticed the movement here, came over and gently put his arms around Ji Xiaorou's waist, comforting her, "It's okay, she's not targeting you."
When I thought of Ji Wanqing's natural aversion to my new wife, I couldn't help but wonder if it was because she still had some feelings for me.
It's all He Xiaomiao's fault, otherwise...
"Brother Chong! What's her name?" Ji Xiaorou grabbed Yan Chong's hem tightly and asked nervously!
The strict mother at home calls me a little slut as soon as she opens her mouth. She never mentions my name and never thinks of me in that way!
Seeing his wife panicking, Yan Chong frowned, but he was serving wine in the cafeteria right now, and wanted to calm his wife down as quickly as possible and not make fun of her.
"Ji Wanqing, what's wrong?"
——Boom!
Ji Xiaorou felt dizzy for a moment, as if fireworks were exploding in her head!
How did she suddenly become so beautiful? Wasn't her fiancé the battalion commander? How did he become Deputy Commander 늅江 and live next door to 놇!
No wonder he was so cold to her when they first met. Now thinking back, Ji Xiaorou even felt that she was showing mercy! She didn't beat her right away!
"Xiao Rou, Xiao Rou?" Yan Chong leaned over to cover her face, "Why are you feeling uncomfortable?"
All eyes were on her. Ji Xiaorou felt weak and leaned against Yan Chong as if he had no bones. The surrounding area was filled with whispers.
Feeling that she might make a fool of herself, Ji Xiaorou quickly straightened her back and said, "No, it's okay. You go and greet the guests. I was too excited last night and didn't sleep well. I'll just go and take a rest."
Yan Niang glared at them fiercely, while the older sisters around her teased, "Your new daughter-in-law is about twenty years old, right? Oh, you have to make your old ox Yan Chong take good care of her and don't damage the land, hahaha!"
Noticing her mother-in-law's stern look, Ji Xiaorou shuddered subconsciously, and her new and old grudges against Ji Wanqing became even more resentful.
Why should she know this on the day of her wedding?
Why let her lose her composure in front of everyone?