The parties involved all said to let it go, but Zhuang Wanqi still kept on harping on it.
While talking, the two walked out of the practice room and returned to the dormitory to rest.
Jiang Yuman and Fu Jingchen also returned to the family compound at this time.
She had told him a long time ago that the 19th Division would be performing, but she didn't know where it was going before. After finding out today that it was going to be performed by the 19th Division, she told him again.
"Well," Fu Jingchen looked at her, "How long will you be gone? Do you want to pack your clothes?"
Because of what happened last time he went back to his hometown, his first reaction when he heard his wife going out was to pack her luggage.
"Ten days." Jiang Yuman rested her chin on his shoulder. "Why are you asking me so proactively? Are you going to help me clean up again?"
Fu Jingchen directly answered this with practical actions.
Before retiring at night, Jiang Yuman was fascinated as she watched him methodically check and pack his things.
Even if we put aside his face, Fu Jingchen is still a very good husband.
Although I am usually busy with training, I still help with housework and know what is needed when traveling.
It is the subtle details in life that are most touching.
It wasn't until Fu Jingchen sat down beside the bed that she came back to her senses, smiled, patted her side, and blinked, "Remember to turn off the lights."
Thinking that ten days was too long and he was so considerate, Jiang Yuman was willing to risk her life to keep him company that night.
The next day, Fu Jingchen went out with a smile on his face, and she was miserable, as she was not late.
When they arrived at the 㫧工团, there was a Jiefang brand military truck parked at the door with two rows of seats in the back, and the female soldiers had already boarded the truck.
Su Zheng breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her arrive, "Finally she's here."
She even joked, "Hurry up and go up. If you don't get there, I'll have to ask Comrade Fu Haitang to go back and take a look."
"Hey." Jiang Yuman hurriedly got on the bus. The seat reserved for her was next to Yang Yun and Zhuang Wanqi.
Seeing that he seemed still sleepy, Yang Yun dared only to pinch his little hand gently and blow on it.
As soon as the car started and the wind blew in, Xiaoyi woke up.
Yang Yun liked him very much and talked to him to make him laugh.
"Oh, right," she said, as if she suddenly remembered something and looked at Jiang Yuman, "Yuman, have you seen the draft in my cabinet?"
She originally thought it was insignificant, but after returning home, the more she thought about it, the more she found it odd. At this moment, Jiang Yuman was by her side, so it was convenient for her to ask.
"Hasn't it always been there before?" Jiang Yuman said casually, "I saw it before."
Since she said that, it must mean she didn't take it.
"That's weird," Yang Yun muttered, "I didn't see it yesterday."
The handwriting on it was frequently altered; it was the draft before she wrote the formal version. At that time, she had high hopes for this script, and Su Zheng even helped her send it to the General Administration Department.
Who knew that the General Administrative Department's requirements were too high, and it was not selected. It also did not fit the theme of the performance that the troupe was going to have at the time, so it was temporarily shelved.
She spoke too softly, and Fu Haitang had just started talking to Jiang Yuman, so Jiang Yuman didn't hear clearly.
By the time she finally finished talking to Fu Haitang, Yang Yun had already put the matter out of her mind.
Since it wasn't taken by Jiang Yuman, maybe someone put it somewhere else. I'll look for it when I get back.
It won't disappear inexplicably.
"Let's all sing a song!" someone suggested at this time.
As soon as the words fell, they immediately won the unanimous approval of the female soldiers, "Hey, let's sing "Praise of Red Plum Blossoms"!"
Then, Wen Yan started singing, and everyone followed along:
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