That house was too valuable, and she didn't want Jiang Yuman to go back and snatch it.
Jiang Wanxia was so absorbed in thinking about these things that she had no intention of talking to the female soldier to ease the atmosphere.
Looking at Wei Qing, another female soldier who had just made a fool of herself, everyone else looked at each other in bewilderment.
Their art troupe has always appeared in front of everyone with the best appearance. After all, she had her reasons for being embarrassed in public just now. Does Jiang Wanxia not feel any responsibility at all?
For a moment, everyone felt a little strange.
On the other side,
Jiang Yuman and the others also returned to the yard.
She didn't think much about Jiang Wanxia's performance in the art troupe.
The most important thing to do now is to write a letter to the old couple of the Fu family to report their safety.
In the letter, Jiang Yuman talked about the things she had seen on the road in the past few days and the house they had divided.
Of course, in addition to their trivialities, there is also concern for the health of the elderly.
It was a long and eloquent letter, covering every detail, taking up two pages.
"I'll go out and hand it in later." Fu Jingchen said when he saw her put down her pen.
The lunch break was about to end, and he walked around with the letter, just in time.
"No."
Jiang Yuman folded the letter and put it in the envelope, saying, "I also gave the letter to Haitang. When she finishes writing, we will hand it in together."
Having suddenly left her parents, Fu Haitang must have wanted to write a letter to them.
The writer of the letter is happy, and as the recipient, I am sure I will be happy too.
Fu Jingchen understood this and the corners of his mouth rose. His wife was very thoughtful.
"Okay, go ahead."
Seeing that he was still reluctant to leave after putting on his military uniform, Jiang Yuman pushed him away with her hand, "You're wasting time if you dawdle here."
“They know how to train.”
"Even if they knew, it wouldn't be good if you, the battalion commander, weren't here."
Jiang Yuman pulled her hand free and said, "Why didn't I realize before that you could be so nagging?"
Probably the people in the Tenth Division would never have dreamed that their famous sharpshooter would be described as a "nagging" by his wife.
You know, he always draws his gun very quickly and no one can match his speed and accuracy.
Fu Jingchen, however, had a smile in his eyes, looking like he was enjoying it.
"Then be careful of the way when you go out, and don't go to the training ground." He reminded seriously.
Jiang Yuman looked up at him, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Do I look like someone who would bother you?"
Even if she was stupid, she would not go to the training ground to find him during training time.
"That's not what I meant," Fu Jingchen smiled helplessly, "It's been hot recently, and no one wears clothes on the training ground."
"I guess you're afraid I'll see this."
Jiang Yuman looked at him with amusement, "Do you have any?"
With his eyes narrowed, he looked like a cat patrolling its territory.
She knew that female soldiers would occasionally go to the training ground to improve their physical fitness.
So Fu Jingchen also doesn't wear a shirt when training?
"I can't." Fu Jingchen explained.
He would wear one no matter how hot it was.
"That's more like it." Jiang Yuman was slightly satisfied. "Only I can see it."
"Well, you can only look at me." Fu Jingchen smiled.
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