Chapter Two is already set in stone.



Jiang Wanqing watched coldly from the sidelines.

Let them make a scene, the bigger the better.

Jiang Xiu said urgently, "Grandma! I won't marry that short-lived Cheng Ran! He won't live for more than a month, are you going to make me marry him and become a widow!"

She knew how to choose between a promising academic giant and a dying person whose life was nearing its end.

"How do you know he won't live more than a month?" Old Mrs. Gu asked anxiously.

"I……"

Jiang Xiu almost revealed the shocking fact that she had been reborn, but luckily she reacted quickly, covered her mouth, glanced around at everyone, and leaned closer to explain.

"Grandma, I've had someone calculate it. Now that we're destroying the Four Olds, I don't dare to make a sound."

"This...then how did you end up with Yuan Zhiqing again? You're just following him around, you silly girl!"

It's good to get rid of old habits, but older people like Aunt Gu still have a lot of respect for masters, so they were frightened by Jiang Xiu's words.

"Grandma, believe me, Yuan Zhiqing will definitely have a bright future."

The grandmother and granddaughter were not speaking in a way that Jiang Wanqing and her daughter couldn't hear them.

Du Li's expression changed, and she looked at her daughter with concern.

"It's okay, Mom, don't worry."

Jiang Wanqing patted her mother's hand to comfort her, but sneered. She had an exceptional memory since childhood, perhaps due to the strong genes inherited from her grandmother. She could grasp the basics of any technical object in just a few moments.

In her past life, when the news of the resumption of the college entrance examination spread, she taught Yuan Zhong how to win with skills. Later, when the two got together, she was the one who supported his academics behind the scenes. She did all the paperwork and research behind the scenes. She wanted to see if he could still reach the pinnacle of academia without her!

"Excuse me, which one of you is Comrade Wanqing? We are here sent by Battalion Commander Cheng to pick her up and take her to the army."

"She is Jiang Wanqing!"

Jiang Xiu immediately pointed at Jiang Wanqing, while she herself stepped back, afraid of getting involved.

Looking at Cheng Ran's imposing manner, Old Mrs. Gu felt that the master's words were both credible and unbelievable.

She subtly poked her granddaughter's lower back.

"It was Xiuer from our family who was supposed to marry your Battalion Commander Cheng..."

"Grandma! I said I won't marry him, can't you understand human language! This marriage was originally Jiang Wanqing's, let her marry him!"

Jiang Xiu was furious. This era was troublesome, with many short-sighted people. In her previous life, she had also been attracted to Cheng Ran's status and position, but who knew that she would become a widow before even consummating her marriage.

She couldn't refuse to marry him, nor could she stop him from dying, so letting Jiang Wanqing suffer was the best option.

The guard glanced at her without changing his expression, but his eyes betrayed his mockery.

"All we know is that Battalion Commander Cheng's fiancée is the granddaughter of the old lady surnamed Zeng, which is easy to distinguish now."

Jiang Wanqing almost laughed out loud; those words were truly hurtful.

Her grandmother used to be from Beijing; she was both cultured and capable.

He came to the countryside for the sake of national development. I heard that he used to be a staff member in charge of a research project. Later, because he got married and had children, he was smeared and his health deteriorated, so he retired.

Cheng Ran is the grandson of my great-grandmother's old friend, which is why the marriage was arranged. If it weren't for Old Aunt Gu's interference, the marriage wouldn't have been delayed until now.

Jiang Xiu's face grew increasingly grim as she was angered by the guard. She secretly vowed that she would give Jiang Wanqing a good beating when she returned as a widow!

"Comrade, I'll just say a few words to my mother and then go with you."

"It's alright, Comrade Wanqing, don't rush. You can pack some things. Although we have already prepared for you in advance, it's always good to use things you are used to."

They've even thought this through, so it seems they don't take this marriage lightly. It's just that Cheng Ran didn't come in person today, which makes Du Li a little unhappy.

Jiang Wanqing pulled her aside, her eyes slightly filled with tears.

"Mom, trust my grandmother's judgment. She won't push me into a fire pit. You and Dad can write to me if you need anything."

"Okay, Mom just can't bear to part with him..."

The mother and daughter said their goodbyes with reluctance, and Jiang Wanqing helped her wipe away her tears.

"Hmph, it's too early to cry now. You'll have your turn to cry later." Jiang Xiu swung her legs and rolled her eyes.

The guard gave her a stern look, and Jiang Xiu shut her mouth awkwardly. The next second, she saw a stack of grain coupons, meat coupons, and cloth coupons handed to Du Li.

“You are Comrade Wanqing’s mother. Our Battalion Commander Cheng said that you will receive everything you are entitled to. We came in a hurry this time. Other large items will be delivered in a few days. Please take these and use them to improve your family’s life.”

Old Mrs. Gu's eyes lit up when she saw the grain coupons. Her rude and vulgar manner prompted her to immediately reach out and grab them, but Jiang Wanqing quickly stopped her.

"Your words were, 'Those who have separated from their families shouldn't have their property disputes covered up.' Now you're trying to take our family's food ration coupons?"

She snorted coldly. They had all assumed that Jiang Xiu would be the only one to marry Cheng Ran, so they didn't want the eldest son's family to benefit from it. They quickly separated from the family, swallowed the bride price, and even moved them from the big room to a leaky little room.

Who knew that Jiang Xiu, who had suddenly decided not to marry, would now be eyeing other people's money again.

Du Li hurriedly stuffed the grain coupons into her inner pocket.

"Mom, Jianguo was so upset by you that he was hospitalized. I need these to help him get some nutrition. You're not going to take even this, are you?"

The onlookers had already gathered at the door, pointing and whispering, making Old Mrs. Gu blush with embarrassment.

“Jianguo isn’t her biological son, so why would she care about him?”

"She only cares about her own son, Weiye; everyone in our village knows that."

...

"Well, you heartless bastard, you've shown your true colors as soon as the family shares the property. You'll get your comeuppance!" Old Mrs. Gu cried wolf.

The guard sternly reminded them, "Watch the way you talk! What's with all this talk of retribution? This is a new era!"

"Alright, Wanqing, let's go. Don't get entangled with them. Once you get to the army, live a good life."

"Mom, I left you a surprise in the closet. It can keep you entertained. You can use it yourself after I leave," Jiang Wanqing said, hugging her mother and whispering in her ear.

"Hurry up and get out of my way!"

Old Mrs. Gu was red-eyed and annoyed, so she took action to drive the person away.

"A married daughter is like water spilled from a cup; if she's going to leave, she should leave quickly and not take her family's good fortune with her."

The old woman was quite old, but she was strong enough to be pushed away by Jiang Wanqing with her elbow.

"Don't touch me!"

"Comrade Wanqing, are you alright?" the guard asked.

"It's alright, let's go."

"Okay, we'll let the commune know before we leave, and we won't let your mother be bullied, don't worry."

"That's great, thank you."

Jiang Wanqing felt a warmth in her heart and picked up her package, walking towards the village entrance.

Before getting into the car, the guard took a look at it and weighed it in his hand. It wasn't made of clothes or soft fabric; instead, it had a jingling, metallic feel to it.

He asked curiously, "Comrade Wanqing, what are you carrying? The army has pots, pans, and utensils."

She chuckled and shook her head: "It's not pots and pans, nor is it scrap metal; this is a good thing."

"ah?"

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