The impact of the flood on the capital has faded, and the General Military Region's labor union is about to resume performances. Jiang Yuman will spend half a day there.
Fortunately, the grandmother was free, so they took Wei Qing and Zheng Jiqing to visit all the scenic spots in Beijing. During the few days of fun, Wei Qing also became friends with Gao Feichu.
There was a certain gap between the two people in terms of personality and age, but Gao Fei was a warm-hearted person. Since she had nothing to do at home, she took on Jiang Yuman's responsibility and played with them for two whole days.
"When she came to Beijing for the performance before, I just thought she was talented. But after getting along with her this time, I think she is a nice person." Outside the train station, Wei Qing stood alone with Jiang Yuman, sighing in her tone.
Jiang Yuman smiled and said, "It seems like you two get along quite well."
"Indeed," Wei Qing said, "We've agreed that after we return, we'll keep in touch by writing letters."
As the two were talking, Fu Siyi strolled over.
When Wei Qing saw him, her eyes lit up slightly. "If it's a boy, I really hope he can be as cute and smart as Xiaoyi."
"You and Zheng Jiqing are both good-looking, so it's definitely not a problem." Jiang Yuman raised her eyebrows slightly.
Wei Qing just smiled and looked at Fu Siyi without blinking. After hearing Zheng Jiqing say that the time was up, she waved goodbye to her reluctantly.
"Drive slowly." Fu's mother also waved.
"We will,"
Wei Qing's eyes were red. She knew that it would be difficult for her to hear news from the Fu family in the future. "Teacher Yuman, if Fu Haitang is transferred back from outside Xinjiang, please tell me. I will come to Beijing to find you then."
"good."
People on both sides waved again and again until Wei Qing and Zheng Jiqing disappeared, and then they returned to the car.
The lively atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and everyone needed time to adapt. Jiang Yuman sat in the passenger seat, feeling a little depressed.
Fu Jingchen noticed it and stretched out a hand to hold her. At this moment, Jiang Yuman was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and she quickly looked back.
The old lady was holding her son and teasing him. Perhaps she was afraid that the young lady would feel uncomfortable, so she didn't even look in this direction.
If she resisted too deliberately, she would reveal the truth. They must have seen it... Jiang Yuman quickly pulled her hand back and glared at Fu Jingchen.
Fu Jingchen couldn't help laughing.
In private, he actually smiled often in front of Jiang Yuman, but he only smiled when talking to Fu Wangshan and his wife, and he rarely saw such an expression on his son's face.
The good relationship between the younger generations is actually a blessing for them as elders. Mother Fu is very happy to see it and even found an opportunity to remind her son, "Mid-Autumn Festival is Manman's birthday, don't forget it."
Fu Jingchen didn't expect his mother to come and remind him, "I know, Mom."
Seeing that he had a plan in mind, Fu's mother felt relieved and turned back to her room.
Fu Wangshan was reading in the room. When he saw her come in, he said, "Jingchen is already an adult. He knows some things by himself. Why do you worry so much?"
"What do you know?" Mother Fu glanced at him. "When they were little, you were so busy that you didn't have time to rest. You were the boss and didn't care about anything. I was in charge of everything. Now I can't even say a word?"
Fu Wangshan's original intention was to let his wife worry less, but he was scolded as soon as he turned around. His face looked like a color palette, which was quite interesting.
"I didn't say you can't talk," he softened his tone, "No one in our family can't talk, it can't be you."
Fu Wangshan was a very traditional man. After hearing him give in, Fu's mother's anger subsided a lot.
But she hadn't thought of what to say and remained silent.
Fu Wangshan misunderstood and said anxiously: "I am telling the truth. I am where I am now because of you."
It's obviously a normal thing to say, but it sounds uncomfortable.
Fu's mother had lived with him for most of her life and knew her husband's personality very well, so she was somewhat moved when she heard it.
"Okay, I'm not angry." She couldn't help laughing, "You're already so old, and you still say these things."
There was a somewhat subtle atmosphere in the room, but it eased instantly.
Fu Siyi looked at his grandparents and thought about how his parents got along with each other. The little boy seemed to understand but not quite.
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"Loyalty to the Motherland" was performed in various military units. With the hype, it was widely taught. In just one month, all the students in the capital knew the name of the protagonist.
After returning from abroad, the doctoral students devoted themselves to research.
Jiang Yuman's name frequently appears among artists. In their view, the greatest achievement of a screenwriter is this: to have a positive impact on reality and to gain recognition from society and the motherland.
The General Military Region Workers' Union is so busy, and Gao Fei has not submitted her script yet. She has been writing letters to Wei Qing very frequently recently, and the relationship between the two seems to have become closer because of the letters.
"I think I should go outside Xinjiang again." That day, Gao Fei found Jiang Yuman and said.
Jiang Yuman was not surprised. "Is it because of Chu Yusu?"
"Do you know him?" Gao Fei looked at her in surprise.
In Gao Fei's opinion, these two people, one is a screenwriter from the mainland and the other is a battalion commander outside Xinjiang, seem to have nothing in common.
"The Chu family used to be in the Southwest Military Region," Jiang Yuman paused, "but then something happened and his father was demoted, so he went outside the borders."
Since meeting Chu Yusu in the hospital that day, the two had not talked about this. Since Gao Fei showed curiosity, Jiang Yuman brought it up.
Gao Fei seemed to be thinking about something.
That day, Chu Yusu sent her father to the hospital. When she hurried to the hospital, he was smoking with his back to the ward.
At that time, Gao Fei didn't know it was him, but she was grateful to her father for saving her life. She chased out to thank him, but found that Chu Yusu was smoking a long cigarette.
It was so familiar that she was stunned on the spot.
"...I don't believe he has no feelings for me at all. If that were the case, he wouldn't have picked up the pack of menthol cigarettes I threw away."
Gao Fei said: "After listening to you explain the reason today, I think I now understand."
Jiang Yuman said honestly, "Chu Yusu is a completely different person from the Chu family. I heard that he is very ambitious."
In the Chu family's room, there was no trace of Chu Yusu.
Wei Qing's expression became more resolute. "So, I should be braver, just like Wei Qing said."
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