The house in the textile factory was given to Xu Mei as a reward and pension after she sacrificed her life to save the people.
Before the Fu family went back home after the accident, she went back once. At that time, Jiang Mingbin said that the house would be left to Jiang Wanxia.
If it was something else it would be fine, but it was my mother's house!
With her around, how could the house be left to an illegitimate daughter?
On the contrary, she was about to go to the capital, and after she got there, she had to find time to go back again.
After figuring this out, Jiang Yuman put the key in her hand into a cabinet on the side.
As soon as she put it away, she turned around and saw Fu Jingchen coming in from outside. She asked, "Why are you back so late?"
It was almost dark at this time. Fu Jingchen would have returned by this time before.
"I went to the office and the commander's son came." Fu Jingchen put his coat on the table.
It can only be said that the older you are, the wiser you get. Zheng Jiqing finally couldn't resist Zheng Liujiang's persistence, and he came to the 22nd Division with his luggage in the afternoon.
Zheng Liujiang was so happy that he called his favorite general over to introduce the two men to each other.
Of course, being proud of his generals is secondary, and his real purpose is to let his son learn from Fu Jingchen.
"How is he? Is he young?" Jiang Yuman asked curiously.
I have been in the 22nd Division for so long, but this is the first time I heard him mention Commander Zheng’s family.
Fu Jingchen said truthfully: "Not as young as me."
“…….”
That's what I said.
"Who asked you that?" Jiang Yuman was both angry and amused. "How can you smuggle something in?"
"I don't know his exact age." Facing the suspicious look of his wife, Fu Jingchen looked helpless.
As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have recalled something. His eyes were smiling, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.
"Did something good happen today?" Jiang Yuman saw him smile and her mood became particularly good. "I rarely see you so happy when I come back."
Rarely, Fu Jingchen did not answer immediately, but just looked at her with a smile.
She couldn't say that she was in the teacher's office this afternoon and the other party kept praising her, right?
After seeing that his son was about to be wanted by someone, Zheng Liujiang spared no effort to promote this marriage. Fu Jingchen and Jiang Yuman were good examples in his mind.
Fu Jingchen just listened to the boasting.
But when someone praised his wife, he would listen very seriously.
"Hurry up and tell me, why are you looking at me?" Jiang Yuman urged.
Facing her, Fu Jingchen could never keep secrets, and soon he surrendered and told her everything.
"Why would the commander praise us in front of his son?" Jiang Yuman was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"It has something to do with your art troupe."
Fu Jingchen simply explained it all at once, "He has never been married. The commander asked him to come here this time because he was interested in the female volunteers in the art troupe."
"So that's how it is." Jiang Yuman thought thoughtfully.
It seems that the man named Zheng that my younger sister mentioned last time is Zheng Liujiang's son.
Mr. Zheng is a humorous and responsible person. Judging from his son, his son is not bad either.
If I could really achieve success, I would be many times better than Qiao Yunshen.
I just don't know whether Wei Qing knows that her lover is coming to the 22nd Division.
But soon, Jiang Yuman no longer had to worry about this matter.
From the next day, Zheng Liujiang took Zheng Jiqing to the cafeteria for meals. Within a day, everyone in the army knew him.
While eating, Jiang Yuman could hear what others were discussing.
"I didn't expect that our commander's son is so handsome. He doesn't look like our commander at all."
"It must look like his wife."
Hearing this, Zheng Liujiang’s serious square face appeared in Jiang Yumen’s mind.
It is indeed unlikely that a man who can be called handsome would have a face shape like that.
After listening to everyone's discussion for a while, she left the cafeteria and returned to the family compound.
At the same time,
Zheng Liujiang sat in his office and asked his guard, "You said they all knew Ji Qing was here?"
“Yes.” The guard recalled the discussions in the army and added, “They also praised him for his handsome looks…” They all said he didn’t look like you, but more like the lady.
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zheng Liujiang.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "He is my son after all." He felt very proud.
The guard paused for a moment, then tactfully swallowed the rest of his words.
Zheng Liujiang didn't notice that something was wrong with his guard. He was staring at the clock in the office, thinking about something, until there was a knock on the door and he came to his senses.
"Come in."
A second later, Su Wenzheng pushed the door open and walked in.
"Wen Zheng, why are you here!" Zheng Liujiang was happy to see the people from the art troupe, after all, his future daughter-in-law was there.
"Commander," Su Wenzheng said, "'Dawn' has passed the review. I have already called the General Political Department and will leave for Beijing in two days."
"Okay! Let's go to the General Political Department!"
Zheng Liujiang clapped his hands excitedly and said, "When you go to the capital..." When he said this, he quickly realized something and his expression froze instantly.
I forgot everything I wanted to say.
yes!
The art troupe is about to go to the capital, and of course the old commander's granddaughter has to go too.
As the saying goes, those who are close to the water get the moon first. The capital is so far away from the Southwest Military Region. My son's stay in the 22nd Division is useless except for being an eyesore.
In a short period of time, Zheng Liujiang had already begun to think about whether there was any way to send his son to the capital.
"Commander?" Seeing that he was silent halfway through his words, Su Wenzheng called out in confusion.
"Oh," Zheng Liujiang reacted and stood up from his chair, "It's a good thing, it's a good thing."
Seeing his serious expression, Su Wenzheng was full of doubts. She didn't understand why the teacher had such an expression.
He consciously glanced at the guard next to him.
The guard did know the reason.
The division commander finally managed to lure his son to the 22nd Division, but the art troupe was going to the capital in two days, and all his previous efforts went down the drain.
But he didn't dare to say this and could only shake his head.
So, until she returned to the art troupe office, Su Wenzhen was still puzzled.
When Jiang Yuman passed by, she quickly grabbed her and told her about this matter, "Yuman, help me analyze this. What do you think happened to Commander Zheng?"
"It has nothing to do with our art troupe," Jiang Yuman smiled, "The commander should be worried about other things."
"I hope so."
Su Wenzheng sighed, "By the way, when we go to the headquarters this time, I have someone else to talk to you about."
Hearing this, Jiang Yuman had already vaguely guessed the identity of that person.
Sure enough, a second later, Su Wenzheng said, "It's Gao Fei you mentioned last time."
"Putting aside her affairs with Ji Fangshu, she is an exceptionally good screenwriter. She holds a very important position in the headquarters, and she wrote "Revolutionary Female Militia."
"After you arrive at the General Political Department, there is a high chance that you will come into contact with her."
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