Chu Wenzhou was poked in a sore spot, and the wound on his face seemed to hurt even more.
But the person who spoke was his uncle.
He dared to contradict others, but he didn't dare to contradict Commander Xu. After struggling for a while, I finally got to sit down.
Anyway, he already knew Jiang Yuman's identity, and he would have plenty of opportunities to find her in the future.
Seeing Chu Wenzhou like this,
Commander Xu showed a slight sense of relief.
Fortunately, my nephew still had some sense and knew that he had to do something right, otherwise he really didn't know how he would end up in front of the commander.
At this time, the comrades from the literary supplement had already taken photos of the literary group. Su Wenzheng looked at the sky that was getting completely dark and called everyone to go to the literary group's bonfire.
Wei Qing took two steps and looked at Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang standing there, still wondering, "Teacher Yuman, Haitang, why don't you two keep up?"
"Then we must go find Captain Fu," Wen Yan smiled and pulled her over, "Isn't it enough for you to have me?"
Looking at her smirking face, Wei Qing slapped his head and realized what was happening.
At a bonfire party, everyone usually holds hands and dances around the bonfire. The whole family definitely wants to dance together.
Thinking of this, Wei Qing hurriedly ran away holding hands with Wen Yan.
Looking at their hurried backs, Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang smiled at each other and headed towards the Shenfeng Camp together.
When passing by the Fifth Battalion, Fu Haitang accidentally caught a glimpse of Xiang Lifeng and couldn't help but take a few more glances at the wound on his face.
When she saw Chu Wenzhou discover them just now, her heart almost jumped out of her throat.
Fortunately, this bastard didn't know how to provoke Xiang Lifeng, and was beaten to the ground with a black eye and a swollen face, but he didn't rush up to make trouble.
Come to think of it, Xiang Lifeng’s gold medal in military boxing was not won for nothing, he is really good at fighting.
Thinking of this, Fu Haitang's gaze on Xiang Lifeng unconsciously lasted a little longer.
The latter noticed the attack and looked up.
Their eyes met, and Fu Haitang's first reaction was to look away.
But thinking of Chu Wenzhou's pig head, he looked over again.
He found that Xiang Lifeng was still looking at him. After hesitating for a moment, he leaned close to his side and gave him a thumbs up.
After the competition, without even looking at his reaction, she quickened her pace and held Jiang Yuman's hand.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuman's arms were held tightly in Fu Haitang's arms, and she could clearly feel her pounding heartbeat.
"Nothing." Fu Haitang shook her head like a rattle and looked forward quickly. "Sister-in-law, look, Xiaoyi is looking at you."
The intention to change the subject was too obvious.
Jiang Yuman chuckled twice, and since they were leaving the Divine Front Camp at the moment, she didn't ask any more questions.
On the other side, Xiang Lifeng was thinking about the thumb just now and kept looking in that direction.
The soldiers around him came up to him and said, "Captain, we are going to dance around the bonfire soon, why don't you come over?"
"What should I do over there?" Xiang Lifeng turned and looked at him.
"So do you want to hold hands and dance in a circle with us?" Everyone looked at each other.
Xiang Lifeng glanced at him without saying anything, but locked his gaze on Chu Wenzhou again.
His current status does not make him suitable to stand with Fu Haitang. However, during this period, he would not allow Chu Wenzhou to taint her reputation.
If the other party is bold enough to come closer, he will definitely not hold back with his fists.
At most, I can stay here for a few more days.
In short, Xiang Lifeng's heart and eyes were filled with Fu Haitang's reputation.
But at this time, Chu Wenzhou frowned as he looked at the aunt and sister-in-law who were leaving the Shenfeng Camp.
There were so many people at the bonfire party that even the usually calm Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel a little shy.
Before Jiang Yuman came over, he had been shrinking in Fu Jingchen's arms. When he saw his mother, he quickly reached out his hand.
Jiang Yuman wanted to take him, but Fu Jingchen turned aside and refused, "You rest, I'll hold him."
From the start of the cultural troupe's performance until now, his wife has been waiting by their side, and later cooperated with the photo taking, without any rest or food.
"Yes, sister-in-law, little sister, you should eat more." The other members of the Shenfeng Camp quickly pushed over a small plate.
This one was left here on purpose, as the others were swept away by them long ago.
"Thank you." Both of them were a little embarrassed.
"Don't be polite, sister-in-law and little sister," Liu Yucheng said with a smile, "Everyone thinks the performance of the cultural troupe is very good."
Talking about the show, everyone felt more at ease and sat down to eat.
The seasonings in those days were limited, and the roasted meat was not as fragrant as in later generations, and the mutton had a strong mutton smell.
Jiang Yuman lost her appetite after eating a few bites, but luckily the food was to Fu Haitang's liking. She ate so much that her cheeks swelled up like a little hamster.
"Woo woo." Fu Siyi lay on his father's shoulder, watching his mother and aunt eat, feeling sad and unable to hold back tears.
Jiang Yuman sat closer and held his little hand.
Seeing the little guy looking at him pitifully, he touched his little brow.
No matter who sees this scene, it shows a happy family.
Chu Wenzhou's pupils trembled, and he could hardly believe his own eyes.
From his angle, he could clearly see Fu Jingchen looking at his wife and children. At this moment, he was filled with gentleness, which was far from his sharp look at the shooting range.
In front of him, Jiang Yuman was like a bright and charming girl, totally unaware of the thorns erected on her body.
No wonder Fu Jingchen had an inexplicable hostility towards himself, no wonder that female soldier called Jiang Yuman sister-in-law... Everything had already been traced.
At this moment, Chu Wenzhou just felt that he had become a complete joke.
He never dreamed that he, who had walked through a myriad of flowers without getting hurt by a single leaf, would actually fall in love with a married woman.
Because of her, he lost his reputation and was beaten in public.
Thinking of this, Chu Wenzhou's whole body seemed to be frozen, staring blankly over there.
Fu Jingchen seemed to notice him and looked over here.
When Chu Wenzhou turned his head, he saw clearly that Fu Siyi in his arms looked exactly like him.
Chu Wenzhou felt like he was hit by a club. He felt like a complete joke.
The air around him seemed to be sucked away bit by bit. The bustle around him had nothing to do with him. He couldn't stand it anymore and stood up from the ground.
Commander Xu was startled, "Where are you going?" He was really afraid of his nephew.
"I'm not feeling well. I'm going to the war zone hospital." Chu Wenzhou said and left.
Commander Xu and other leaders were left looking at each other.
I have no idea what's wrong with him.
But his departure alone didn't affect anything at all.
As the night deepened, the girls from the literary troupe gathered together and sang military songs.
Their voices infected the crowd, and everyone sang along.
The melodious and clear female voice mixed with the deep and powerful male voice, everyone stood up to the singing, holding hands and dancing in circles around the campfire.
Seeing Xiaoyi sitting in the circle surrounded by them with a confused look in his eyes, the people in the Shenfeng Camp were overjoyed.
Singing, laughter, bonfires.
Everyone had a wonderful and relaxing evening.
Two days later, "Hot-Blooded Youth", which had made a sensation at the extra-large military region performance, was officially published in the literature and art supplement.
The Second Normal School Literature Troupe and the new screenwriter Jiang Yuman became completely famous.
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