"Yes, yes, let's run to warm up." Although Fan Qiang appears strong on the surface, tears are already streaming down his face in his heart.
I count the days with my fingers, and it's coming again.
Seeing Fu Jingchen waving, everyone started running quickly.
Liu Yucheng muttered, "Will the regiment commander live in our dormitory again?"
"How is it impossible!"
Fan Qiang sighed, "It won't be over until I'm trained into a fool."
As soon as these words were spoken, they quickly attracted strange looks from others.
Ma Laosan laughed at him, "Fan Dalengzi, what are you thinking about? You've already turned into a black egg!"
"I'll take you."
A few people whispered something to each other, ran past Xiang Lifeng, and couldn't help but turn their heads to take a look.
"Isn't that Xiang Lifeng? Why does he look so unhappy? Our leader went to the capital because of his sister-in-law, but why did he go there?"
"What does this have to do with us? Stop talking, the captain is looking at us."
“…….”
Everyone in the Shenfeng Camp was running honestly.
In the afternoon, after sending Fu Li and Xiao Yi on the train, Fu Wangshan and Fu Jingchen packed their personal belongings and moved into their respective dormitories.
The first day was very difficult, but after two days, it got a little better.
After the training that day, Fu Jingchen calculated the time and found that the 22nd Division Cultural Corps should have arrived in the capital.
I don’t know when my wife will call me.
On the other side,
Jiang Yuman, the girl he was thinking about, had indeed gotten off the train.
But everyone was already exhausted after the long journey, so as soon as they arrived at the General Political Department training base, they took a shower and went to bed to rest.
Before Jiang Yuman fell asleep, she thought that she had to find time to call Fu Jingchen tomorrow.
According to his personality, he must be looking forward to it.
…
At this time, it was a textile factory.
Jiang Mingbin and his wife had just finished a full day of work.
As the director, Jiang Mingbin's work intensity is not high. Pan Lanfeng is different. She has not been to work for a long time and is tired and has backaches.
But thinking about the news she had received today, she felt happy even though she was tired.
"I really didn't expect this, Mingbin, and you were right! This time when the real estate department talked about the house purchase, their attitude really softened." Pan Lanfeng said as she entered the yard.
She has lived here for so many years and often felt insecure.
Seeing that the house was about to be renamed in her daughter's name, she felt very relieved just thinking about it.
"Keep your voice down."
Jiang Mingbin was also happy, but he knew that walls had ears, so he made a gesture to keep quiet.
"I understand." Pan Lanfeng quickly shut up.
After entering the house and closing the door, the couple began to look for the original certificates and proof of receipt.
"Mom and Dad, what are you looking for?" Jiang Wanxia wondered as she watched her father rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for something.
"Xia'er," Pan Lanfeng pulled her, "You're here just in time. I have something good to tell you. We can change the name of our house."
Hearing this, Jiang Wanxia's eyes widened instantly, "It works so well? But will it be discovered?"
She always felt a little uneasy when she succeeded in deceiving others.
"As long as the method works, once your name is written on the property certificate, even if they find out, can they still change the name?" Pan Lanfeng curled her lips.
"Xia'er, don't worry."
Jiang Mingbin waved his hand and said comfortingly: "To tell you the truth, Jiang Yuman's biological father is unknown, and she is not my daughter at all. You are my only biological daughter, so I should leave this house to you."
Jiang Yuman is not her biological daughter?
This news was like thunder, which instantly struck Jiang Wanxia to pieces.
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