Jiang Yuman was more than just proud of them. She thought that if Commander Zheng knew about this, he would be so happy that he wouldn't be able to sleep.
"Such an important occasion, and yet something like this happened." Mother Fu sighed.
Fu Wangshan said, "You go up and rest first." He was obviously talking to the two younger generations.
The 22nd Division Art Troupe was given the task at a critical moment. Jiang Yuman was worried all night and was indeed tired.
When she got upstairs, she washed up first. When Fu Jingchen came out, she was lying on the pillow, her hair like a waterfall spread to her waist, and she had her eyes closed.
Afraid that his wife's body would get sore if she slept in this position for a long time, Fu Jingchen sat by the bed and wanted to pick her up.
"Just sleep like this," Jiang Yuman opened her eyes, "my shoulder feels a little uncomfortable."
"Then I'll rub it for you." Fu Jingchen rubbed her shoulders with moderate strength and worked hard.
Jiang Yuman was like a lazy cat, resting her head on her arm, letting him do whatever he wanted, occasionally giving him instructions on where to move.
Her hair lingered around her profile. Fu Jingchen looked closer and closer, blocking the light from the bedside.
Jiang Yuman opened her eyes, looked at him and smiled, then pointed at her face.
The next second, warm breath approached her ear, and the kiss fell and left.
"If you're taking advantage of me, just press it a little longer." Jiang Yuman also stretched out her finger, her intention was self-evident.
Her skin was white and beautiful. Fu Jingchen didn't look at her and asked softly, "Is there anything else that hurts?"
Looking from Jiang Yuman's perspective, his nails were trimmed smooth and clean, and the blue veins on his forearms could be seen because of the force applied.
Jiang Yuman admired him for a moment, her eyes fixed on his back, "What's going on here?"
Fu Jingchen looked down following her line of sight and said, "Xiaoyi scratched it accidentally." Children's nails are thin and pointed, and they grow fast, so they were scratched without noticing.
It was just a minor injury, and since he was her biological child, he didn't take it seriously at all. He picked up on what she had just said, "Is there anything else that hurts?"
"No, this one just picked up something today."
One still has to feel sorry for one's husband. Jiang Yuman thought for a moment and said, "He's grown up now. Don't hug him all the time. Even if he gets scratched, teach him to apologize."
Is this heartache?
This doubt was clearly revealed in the look in Fu Jingchen's eyes.
Even though he was glared at by his wife, he was happy in his heart. "I apologized and cooperated with her to get my nails cut."
Although Fu Siyi loves me, he doesn't cooperate at all when it comes to cutting my nails or hair, and often needs several older brothers to take turns coaxing him.
But he likes his father, and after realizing the harm of long nails, he took the initiative to ask to have them cut.
"So well-behaved?" Jiang Yuman was surprised and narrowed her eyes.
Seeing that she was interested in Xiaoyi's affairs, Fu Jingchen picked and chose and told her some things she didn't know.
Talking about these interesting things, the couple were very happy.
"Okay, I feel much better. Turn off the lights and take a rest." Jiang Yuman said after a while.
When the lights were turned off, the only light in the room was the moonlight outside, which was quiet and bright.
In the dark night, Jiang Yuman suddenly said, "Isn't it boring to be busy with these things at home every day?"
Although she didn't say it explicitly, Fu Jingchen understood what she meant.
Isn't it boring to train and lead soldiers in the army, and to take care of children, recuperate and serve your wife at home?
"No," Fu Jingchen said, "it's a blessing for you to go home and rest for a massage. It's the same when you come back and talk like this."
His tone was flat, like someone saying how nice the weather was today, without any thought at all.
Her heart seemed to be struck hard for a moment, and Jiang Yuman hugged him tightly without thinking.
This is the marriage she has been looking forward to, the other half she hopes to meet.
Jiang Yuman wished she could crawl into his arms.
"Aren't you tired?" Fu Jingchen held the uneasy body around his waist.
"I was really tired just now, but you're here to help me with my fatigue, aren't you?"
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The next day, when Gao Fei came to Fu's house, he waited for a while and Jiang Yuman came downstairs.
"Why are you here so early today?" Jiang Yuman was a little surprised when she saw Gao Fei.
"Is it still early?"
Gao Fei glanced at the sky outside and said in an exaggerated tone, "I didn't sleep last night. I went to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs early this morning and came back to see you."
Jiang Yuman touched her nose. Although Gao Fei didn't sleep well, she slept well, cough cough.
Of course, Jiang Yuman wouldn't say that. Instead, she asked, "What did they tell you?"
Speaking of this, Gao Fei was very angry.
"They said they took this matter very seriously and reported it to the police, but now they still can't get any clues."
Gao Fei is a straightforward person. He is not polite about his suspicions and bluntly says that An Xiao is the most suspicious.
However, An Xiao is a distinguished guest, and no one can take him back for interrogation directly. Currently, progress is quite slow.
"Isn't Enen's mother's relationship with An Xiao normal?" Jiang Yuman frowned. "As long as the Tang family doesn't interfere, the normal process won't be complicated."
"That's what I wanted to tell you,"
Gao Fei glanced around. Seeing that no one else in the Fu family was here, he whispered, "Zhuo Yunqi is in charge of this matter. Judging from his expression, I'm pretty sure it's not An Xiao."
She was quite depressed. Although she was also a victim, it was Zhuo Yunqi who was investigating the case in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
There were some things that Zhuo Yunqi had too much power for her to interfere with.
Jiang Yuman looked a little sarcastic. Zhuo Yunqi had taken on a lot of responsibility. By doing this, wasn't he really afraid of being fired?
Besides, she always felt that Mrs. Zhuo's response that day was not one that she would pretend not to know.
To be able to become the daughter-in-law favored by Political Commissar Zhuo, Zhuo's wife's family is not bad. Can she really endure being bullied like this?
"You're already here, why are you still taking things?"
"It's not for you, it's for my niece."
The two were chatting when a voice outside the door came closer and closer. It was the voice of Political Commissar Qin Dongling.
When Jiang Yuman stood up, Political Commissar Zhuo and his wife Zhuo came in carrying something.
"Uncle Zhuo." They both called at the same time.
Political Commissar Zhuo agreed cheerfully and put everything on the table. "Xiao Man, yesterday's events were really thanks to you. We'll go to the General Political Department together later, and I must thank them properly."
It was already very late after the performance last night, and I didn’t want to let the concierge see me making a fool of myself, so it was not convenient to say it.
But early in the morning, Political Commissar Zhuo came to visit with gifts, which showed how grateful he was.
"You don't have to be so polite,"
Jiang Yuman said seriously, "We can't lose face in such an occasion. It's everyone's responsibility."
These words really touched Political Commissar Zhuo's heart.
"The female soldiers of the 22nd Division Art Troupe have this awareness, so they can perform "Dawn" so well!"
Jiang Yuman looked humble after being praised, while the Fu family members and Qin Dongling felt proud of it, and each of their faces was filled with smiles.
Seeing this, Gao Fei felt very sad. She would be thankful whenever her father saw the political commissar and didn't think he was in trouble.
Noticing Gao Fei's low mood, Political Commissar Zhuo obviously misunderstood something.
Not only did he comfort her, he also said that he would definitely find out who was behind the scenes and give justice to the General Military Region Art Troupe.
After a pause, he asked, "I heard that the backstage was crowded at that time. Did you see anyone suspicious?"
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