Watching the backs of 㫧心 and Ji Fangshu disappear, Zhuang Wanbai turned his head to explain to Jiang Yuman, "They have been training from morning to night today."
It is in line with their personalities that these two people can do this. After all, one of them hopes that the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe will become popular again, and the other hopes that they will become famous in the military region again.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yuman caught the medal that Xiaoyi almost dropped and said, "We don't have any competitions in the next three days. We can also train well and prepare."
"That's right." Zhuang Wanbai nodded.
After saying that, the two of them headed towards the training room to watch the female soldiers of the 㫧工团 rehearse.
They were going to perform on stage in three days, so the girls practiced very seriously. When the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe finished work in the evening, their windows were still lit.
My sister came out and saw it, and asked: "If you don't train during the day, why are you so anxious at night?"
Ji Fangshu pursed her lips and smiled. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt a chill on her face.
"It's going to rain," she looked up at the sky and wiped the water off her face, "Come on, go and have a rest. We have to get up early tomorrow for training."
"good."
As the two men left, the footsteps became quieter and quieter, and the sound of raindrops hitting the ground became louder and louder.
Not long after, the 㫧 workers' troupe performed the entire musical, and the training ended tonight.
After coming out of the practice room, Jiang Yuman did not choose to rest in the dormitory, but walked out along the eaves, and when she reached the door, she saw Fu Jingchen standing there.
He must have been here for quite some time.
"I knew you would come and wait for me." When their eyes met, Jiang Yuman couldn't help but smile.
Fu Jingchen also laughed. He took the clothes on his wrist and put them on Jiang Yuman's head, then took the sleeping Xiaoyi over and said, "Cover it up to avoid getting your hair wet."
Jiang Yuman held his clothes with her hands and watched him wrap Xiaoyi into his coat before they went to meet him together.
The raindrops fell slowly at first, but as time went on, the sound of them hitting the leaves became louder and louder.
When they were still some distance away from the family compound, Xiaoyi woke up and poked his little head out from his father's coat.
Jiang Yuman turned around and saw him staring at her. She couldn't help but move closer and asked, "Which baby woke up?"
Maybe it was because she looked so funny with her clothes on, Xiaoyi shyly shrank into Fu Jingchen's arms, shouting, "Dad, Dad."
Fu Jingchen put one hand around his back. Xiaoyi felt safe in the embrace. He poked his little head in and out, playing hide-and-seek with his mother.
Jiang Yuman was also happy to cooperate with him. Surrounded by his parents, Xiaoyi laughed and quacked like a little duck.
Seeing them so happy, Fu Jingchen conscientiously played the role of a big tree, with a shallow arc at the corner of his lips.
It is the road home in the dark and rain, but because of the warmth between family members, this not-short road does not seem long enough.
When I got home,
Jiang Yuman and Xiaoyi were fine, but Fu Jingchen was completely soaked.
He boiled water, took a bath, and dried his hair before going to bed. Xiaoyi sat on the bed and fiddled with the medal, having great interest.
Jiang Yuman started to look at her son with her head propped up. When Fu Jingchen fell asleep beside her, she turned her head and looked at him, "Where are the other medals? Take them out for him to play with."
Fu Jingchen stood up, and soon came back with a medal.
"Is this the medal you won in the moving target shooting?" Jiang Yuman couldn't help laughing, "Comrade Fu Jingchen, you are so strong."
Her curved eyes were full of smiles, and her own figure was reflected in them. Fu Jingchen curled his lips and said, "Not as good as you."
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