Qin Dongling said something.
Sun Shifu looked through the rearview mirror and found that the Chief of General Staff was staring at that place with his eyes fixed.
He secretly pressed the corners of his mouth and continued to observe.
Jiang Yuman had already boarded the troop carrier. She took the things and waved to Fu Jingchen, "Call me when I'm done."
You need to calculate your rest time when making a phone call, and you have to find someone after the communication office answers the call, which is quite troublesome.
But this is already the most convenient way for two people to communicate.
"Well," Fu Jingchen advised, "go slow on the road."
"Brother, don't worry." Fu Haitang pulled Jiang Yuman to sit next to him, "I will help you take good care of your sister-in-law."
"Come on," Wei Qing said politely, "I think it's Teacher Yuman who takes care of you every day."
Fu Haitang quickly covered her mouth.
Jiang Yuman had no time to deal with the two of them. She stared at Fu Jingchen, signaling him to go back.
"Is everyone on the bus?" At this time, the driver's voice came from the front.
The female soldiers quickly said, "We're all in the car."
"Okay, everyone sit tight."
The troop carrier slowly drove away from the 22nd Division, and the silver bell-like laughter of the female soldiers gradually faded away.
Fu Jingchen didn't turn around until he saw the shadow of the car.
The jeep that had been parked next to him slowly opened the door, and Fu Jingchen took a look inside.
He could sense that the people inside were watching him, but he didn't feel any ill will.
In addition, his whole heart was on Jiang Yuman at that time, and he did not look back.
Now when vehicles pass by him, it is inevitable to take a second look.
Qin Dongling happened to be looking at him.
The two looked at each other.
Seeing the epaulettes on his military uniform, Fu Jingchen retracted his slightly sharp gaze and saluted.
It was at this moment that Qin Dongling saw his face clearly.
Even with a critical eye, there is no fault in Fu Jingchen's facial features. What's more rare is that he has a pair of sharp and confident eyes.
Qin Dongling had seen countless men and had seen few promising soldiers.
Just one glance and I felt that Fu Jingchen deserved the praise from the entire 22nd Division.
In just a short moment, Qin Dongling thought a lot.
When the vehicle was about to pass by the other side, he nodded slightly to Fu Jingchen.
The jeep drove out of the gate quickly.
And Fu Jingchen came to the training ground, still thinking about the meaning of that look.
That seemed to be a response to his salute, because there were so many other emotions in the eyes.
Before he could think of anything, the laughter of the people in the Shenfeng Camp interrupted his thoughts.
"Captain! Why are you so late today?"
In the past, they were used to calling him battalion commander, but the military camp was a place that emphasized order and rules.
After a long time, the name was corrected.
Ma Lao also echoed, "Yes, at this time of year, you would have been here long ago, Captain."
Even if Fu Jingchen resigned, the Shenfeng Battalion would still be led by him personally. This was a strong request from Zheng Liujiang.
So the relationship is naturally close.
Looking at his curious subordinates, Fu Jingchen said, "Send it to the art troupe."
The faces of the people in the Shenfeng Camp, who were originally laughing and joking, suddenly froze.
The Southwest Military Region’s song and dance script had passed the review of the General Political Department, and they were so happy about it. How could they have forgotten that their sister-in-law was leaving again?
"Ahem, well," Mr. Ma was smart enough to quickly point to the runway, "Captain, are we going to run ten laps?"
"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.
The days that we have been counting on our fingers are 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 possible!"
Fan Qiang sighed, "This time you've trained me into a fool, it's all over."
As soon as these words were spoken, they quickly attracted strange looks from others.
Ma Lao laughed at him, "Fan Dalunzi, what are you thinking? You've already turned into a black egg!"
"screw you."
They lowered their voices and said a few words, then ran past Xiang Lifeng, and couldn't help but look back.
"Is that Xiang Lifeng? Why does he look so happy? Our leader went to Beijing because of his sister-in-law, but why did he go?"
"Go away, it's none of our business. Don't say anything, the captain is looking at us."
“…….”
Everyone in the Shenfeng Camp was running honestly.
In the afternoon, after sending Fu's mother and Xiaoyi to the car, 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 the 22nd Division Art Troupe should have arrived in Beijing.
I also know when my wife will call me.
On the other side,
Jiang Yuman, whom he was thinking about, had indeed left the car.
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 was still thinking that she had to find time to call Fu Jingchen tomorrow.
According to his personality, he must be looking forward to it.
…
The textile factory at this time.
Jiang Mingbin and his wife had just finished a full day of work.
As the director, Jiang Mingbin has a high workload. Like Pan Lanfeng, she has not been to work for a long time and is tired and has backaches.
But thinking about the news she had asked about today, she was happy even though she was tired.
"I really didn't expect that, Mingbin, you were right! This time when I went to the real estate department to talk about the house, their attitude really softened." Pan Lanfeng said as she entered the yard.
There are so many people, and she often feels insecure living here.
Seeing that the house was about to be changed into her daughter's name, she felt relieved just thinking about it.
"Keep your voice down."
Jiang Mingbin was also happy, but he knew that walls have ears, so he gestured 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 proofs.
"Mom and Dad, what are you looking for?" Jiang Wanxia wondered as she watched her parents rummaging through boxes and drawers looking for something.
"Xia'er," Pan Lanfeng pulled her, "You came at the right time. I have something good to tell you. The name on our house deed can be changed."
Hearing this, Jiang Wanxia's eyes widened instantly, "It's so effective? But will it be discovered?"
She always felt a little safe when it came to cheating people.
"As long as the method works, once your name is written on the property certificate, even if they find out, they can still change the name back, okay?" Pan Lanfeng curled her lips.
"Xia'er, you don't have to worry."
Jiang Mingbin waved his hand and said comfortingly: "To tell you the truth, Jiang Yuman is not my daughter. You are my only biological daughter. Of course, I will leave this house to you."
Is Jiang Yuman a relative?
This news was like thunder, which instantly struck Jiang Wanxia to pieces.
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