Chapter 77 Commander Zhang teaches Zhang Xiangling a lesson and cuts off his feelings for Tong Shiyu

Commander Zhang put down his hand helplessly, changed his tone, and said to Zhang Xiangling gently:

"There are many reasons why I don't let you marry Tong Shiyu. I will tell you today."

"First, the age difference between you is too big."

"Aren't you also ten years older than your mother?" Zhang Xiangling retorted.

"Your mother and I were in a special period, special situation, and special revolutionary feelings. You can't compare."

"Now is also a special period!" Zhang Xiangling felt that her father's reason could not convince her.

"You..." Commander Zhang found that his daughter didn't read much, but she was much better at quarreling than him.

"Secondly, his family has no background, and he has two brothers who are holding him back. If he makes a mistake, Shiyu will be implicated by them."

"I'm not afraid of something that hasn't happened yet. Besides, isn't it enough to just sever ties with his brothers?"

"Is the relationship between brothers so easy to sever? Tong Shiyu is a sentimental person. Why do you think he married Ma Siqing?"

"Why?" Zhang Xiangling also wanted to know why Tong Shiyu married a divorced woman.

"Ma Siqing was kind to him, and Tong Shiyu spent six years looking for her. That woman has already lived in Tong Shiyu's heart. How can you compare with her?"

"Then I also saved Brother Shiyu once. Does he have to care about me too?"

"You are simply unreasonable."

Commander Zhang was defeated again.

He didn't want to say any more words, he would be leaving here soon, the transfer order would come down before the New Year, just keep an eye on Zhang Xiangling in the next two months. When

she returns to Beijing, there will be more young talents, and she will forget about Tong Shiyu.

Zhang Xiangling thought, Tong Shiyu could accept Ma Siqing who was getting married for the second time, then she could also accept Tong Shiyu who was getting married for the second time.

In this comparison, she was as noble as Tong Shiyu.

Aren't she and Tong Shiyu a perfect match made in heaven?

She had to think of a way to get rid of Ma Siqing, then there would be a chance.

Ma Siqing went to the forest farm to pick up firewood today, isn't this a great opportunity?

There are many men in the forest farm, it would be good to ruin Ma Siqing's reputation.

She is a military wife, if there is something going on between men and women, she will be dead.

Ma Siqing and Mao Xiaowang's mother arrived at the forest farm. Mao Xiaowang's mother said she would take Ma Siqing to a hillside, which was full of branches cut down by lumberjacks, some of which were quite thick.

She often went there to pick up firewood, which were all discarded branches. It didn't take long for her to pick up a large cart full of firewood, which could last her and Mao Xiaowang for several days.

The amount of firewood consumed here in winter is too large. Fortunately, it is close to the forest area, where there are vast virgin forests and countless firewood, so they don't get cold.

On the way, Mao Xiaowang's mother looked at the delicate Ma Siqing and was worried that she wouldn't be able to do these jobs.

When they reached the bottom of the slope, the two put the cart down. Ma Siqing took out a pair of gloves, but Mao Xiaowang's mother had already wrapped her hands with cloth.

Seeing Ma Siqing's gloves, he couldn't help but praise Ma Siqing for her thoughtfulness.

Ma Siqing said with a smile that she had a sewing machine, and when she had free time, she would also sew two pairs of gloves for Mao Xiaowang's mother, so that they wouldn't feel cold or hurt their hands while working.

The two of them went up like this.

After picking up the firewood, they repaired it and tied it into a bundle, and then rolled the firewood down the slope, which saved a lot of effort.

When they reached the top of the slope, they had picked up more than ten bundles of firewood.

The firewood at the top of the slope was thicker, and it was the best for heating the kang.

Although the weather was cold, it was sunny today, and the two of them didn't feel cold while working.

Ma Siqing knew that only by chopping enough firewood could the kang at home be warm enough and the winter could be spent safely.

In this world of ice and snow, survival is a difficult thing.

Life in this era was not rich, and it could even be said to be poverty-stricken.

However, no one gave up hope for life. People in this era used their own hands to create their own happiness.

After picking up the branches, they all went down the slope and stacked the firewood on the cart together.

This job requires a certain amount of experience. Mao Xiaowang's mother was used to it and had rich experience. She could pull two cubic meters of firewood on a cart.

When she looked back at Ma Siqing, she found that Ma Siqing had also stacked the firewood, and she stacked it better than hers, and there was more firewood on the cart than hers.

Ma Siqing explained that she was the one who did all these chores at home, so she knew how to stack them to save space.

Mao Xiaowang's mother couldn't help but admire this young woman a little more.

Half an hour later, the two had stacked all their firewood, filling up a whole cart.

They secured the cart and firewood with ropes, and then followed the wheel tracks to head home.

The cart was heavy, but their steps were steady.

In this vast expanse of white snow, their figures seemed so small, yet so firm.

Cheng Fuqing came back from work at noon and happened to see Ma Siqing pulling a whole cart of firewood back to the unit.

The two seemed to have encountered some difficulties.

He looked at Ma Siqing carefully again. Today, Ma Siqing was wearing a hat, so her appearance was not clear.

Cheng Fuqing still remembers how shocked he was when he saw Ma Siqing that day.

He wanted to write a letter to his brother to tell him that he had been sent down to Anling and met a girl who looked very much like him.

But when he was sent down, his family repeatedly told him not to contact them and to completely draw a clear line with them.

Cheng Fuqing was sent here as an educated youth, a woodcutter.

His son Cheng Niannian was stubborn and insisted on coming with him.

There was no other way, so he brought him here. Fortunately, this place is deep in the mountains, and the movement was not as chaotic as in big cities.

Although he often went to participate in study sessions and criticism meetings, the political director of the forestry factory liked to listen to Cheng Fuqing's stories about the past, so he didn't make things difficult for Cheng Fuqing.

Every time I went to the site, there was a group of people sitting there chatting and talking about everything under the sun.

It's much cleaner here than in Beijing.

If I tell my brother about this, he will definitely come looking for me. But in this era, having an illegitimate daughter would kill Cheng Yuqing.

It's better to keep it a secret, but Cheng Fuqing is determined to keep in touch with this girl.

So he said hello to Ma Siqing:

"Sister Siqing, let me help you."

Cheng Fuqing first helped Mao Xiaowang's mother push the car across the big pit, and then Mao Xiaowang's mother and Cheng Fuqing pushed Ma Siqing's car out of the difficult road.

The two thanked Cheng Fuqing.

Cheng Fuqing just said that it was his duty and revolutionary comrades should help each other.

When they got home, they unloaded the firewood and stacked it neatly under the wall outside their house.

Ma Siqing was very happy looking at today's results.

She hummed a song and went into the house.

When Zhang Xiangling saw Ma Siqing coming back and saw smoke coming out of the chimney, she sneaked out and went to Ma Siqing's house to do something