놛뀪 hopes that Xu Mei has a happy marriage, so this time he followed Jiang Yuman's file and just wanted to be a bystander.
It's good enough to know how she is doing.
Who would have thought that upon checking, they would find out that she had already turned into a handful of yellow earth without their knowledge.
Be aware of this,
Chu Wenzhou placed the letter paper on his desk and sat there from noon to dusk.
If there hadn't been a knock on the door, he would still be immersed in his own world.
"Knock, knock, knock--" the knocking on the door continued persistently.
놛 took a deep breath, put the letter away, and then said, "Come in."
The door was pushed open the next second.
Immediately afterwards, Xu Yajun walked in from outside.
"Why are you here?" Seeing that it was her, Chu Yanlong felt a little impatient that she came to quarrel with him again.
"What else could it be?" Xu Yajun remembered the purpose of his visit and held back his anger. "Of course it's Wenzhou's wedding."
"I've thought about it. This is Wenzhou's lifelong affair. We can't rush into it. I'd better invite the in-laws over. What do you think?"
When she said this, her tone softened a lot, and it was obvious that she was seeking peace.
Chu Yanlong didn't want to talk to her any more, so he agreed perfunctorily, "I'll do as you arrange."
Xu Yajun and his wife have been together for many years, and he knows everything about his wife, or at least he can read her expressions.
As soon as you see 놛's expression, you can tell that 놛 is unhappy.
She still cared about what she said yesterday, so she sat down and sighed, "Old Chu, I was wrong yesterday. But it's been so many years..."
"Okay, stop talking." Chu Yanlong rubbed his temple, "You decide on Wenzhou's marriage. If you have nothing else to do, get out."
When 놛 was in a good mood, Xu Yajun dared to argue with 놛, but at this time, she didn't dare to say a word of rebuttal.
I could only turn around and walk out the door reluctantly. Even after walking a long way, I was still sulking in my heart.
They are all my biological children, why are you so partial to me? Even if it was Wenzhou's lifelong affair, he was in no mood to discuss it with her.
The more Xu Yajun thought about it, the less he wanted to do it.
On the contrary, no matter what you do, she only has that son in her heart, so why should you go and do something thankless?
I can't wait for the old couple from the Jiang family to come and have a meal together. I will listen to my cousin.
Thinking of this, she turned around and got into the car.
Jiang Wanxia had to be asked to inform Jiang's mother-in-law about this matter, so she had to go to the Second Division again.
Here, watching the office door close,
Chu Wenzhou then took out the letter he had put away.
When I saw the words "died in the line of duty" just now, I was struck by lightning and did not even read the words after that carefully.
Now, I am suppressing my pain and watching this, I cannot describe how I feel when I see that she just married an ordinary textile factory manager.
After calming down, I continued watching. Just as I had thought before, her daughter was indeed named Jiang Yuman, and was born in the first year of her marriage.
Look here, Chu Wenzhou frowned.
How could that be?
놛 had read Jiang Yuman's file and vaguely remembered that her birthday was in August, but the employee file of the textile factory showed that Xu Mei and 꺵꽬 registered their marriage in January of 땢.
This time is wrong no matter how you calculate it.
Chu Yanlong is not stupid, on the contrary, he is quite smart to be in this position.
When I thought about it for a moment, my fist on the table began to tremble slightly.
So, is it Qin Dongling?
…
After the performance, the female soldiers of the art troupe set out on their journey home.
They happened to be on break when they came, and they happened to be on break when they left.
On the day of their return, the soldiers of the Ninth Division gave the girls many wild flowers.
These flowers were placed on the car, filling up the empty space between them. It was the greatest kindness that the simple soldiers could give.
The female soldiers returned triumphantly with beautiful wild flowers, and the entire art troupe was dressed up beautifully and freshly.
Su Wenzheng went out to get the mail, and when she came back she found a vase of wild flowers on her desk.
The bouquet was obviously specially designed, with the flowers and branches complementing each other. The originally monotonous desk has become more lively because of this vase of flowers.
The more she watched, the more she liked it. Just then, Yang Yun came in from outside. She smiled and asked, "Who put this there?"
"It was Yuman who put it there." Speaking of this, Yang Yun couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't know before that she had this skill."
Hearing this, Su Wenzheng's smile deepened, "Don't mention it, it's really beautiful."
The more she got along with Jiang Yuman, the more she liked her.
But it's very normal. She is excellent, humble and beautiful. It's hard for ordinary people not to like her, right?
"Isn't it? The girls saw it and all of them were clamoring for her help."
Yang Yun shook her head and laughed, "Luckily there are so many flowers, otherwise with so many people clamoring for them, how could there be enough?"
When Zhuang Wanbai came in, he heard this and said, "There aren't enough flowers. We're picking them outside now."
During vacations, when the soldiers are not at the training ground, many wild flowers bloom on the slope behind, and occasionally there are butterflies. It is the most beautiful place in the 22nd Military Region.
The girls basically all went there to relax and arrange flowers.
Su Wenzheng knew the beautiful scenery there and smiled indulgently, "What a group of beautiful girls."
"Just let them go. They've been busy performing for so many days. We have to go to the next place tomorrow. It's better for them to relax."
Since the team leader said so, Zhuang Wanbai and Yang Yun certainly had no objection.
In this way, the three of them sat in the office and talked, while Jiang Yuman and others were talking and laughing on the slope behind the training ground.
There is a reason why this place is called the most beautiful place in the Second Division.
There were patches of lush green grass dotted with wild flowers of various colors. The girls were like excited bees, and whenever they came across a beautiful flower, they would catch it and sniff it.
The scene was so beautiful that it looked like a painting. Some soldiers standing outside the training ground were mesmerized by it.
Among them are Fan Qiang and others.
Although Fan Qiang was stunned, he reacted quickly and elbowed Ma Laosan next to him after he came to his senses.
"What are you doing?" Ma Laosan tilted his head, very dissatisfied with 놛's interruption.
Fan Qiang said with a look of condemnation, "Stop drooling."
Ma Laosan quickly looked to the right and wiped it with his hand.
Noticing the dryness on his fingertips, he jumped three feet high, "How dare you, Fan 꺶, fool, lie to me."
"Did I lie to you? I was just afraid that you would lose face for our Shenfeng Camp!" Fan Qiang had a lot of reasons.
In response, Ma Laosan curled his lips.
Everyone loves beauty. Every division's art troupe is the darling of the family. I can't help but take a look. I'm right.
He opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly his attention was focused on the field, and he quickly pointed to one side and said:
"What kind of courage do I have? Look over there, that person is courageous."
Hearing this, Fan Qiang looked in the direction that Dong pointed.
You don’t know until you see it. It’s shocking.
Qiao Yunshen had walked to the side of the slope without knowing when.
In full view of everyone, 놛 even picked flowers for one of the female soldiers.
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