The fact that the Zhuo family's youngest son and the Tian family's daughter were dating became an unspoken fact in the family after they were accidentally spotted by others.
A lean camel is better than a horse. What's more, Political Commissar Zhuo is still in good health, and Zhuo Qinghuai is promising. It's a good match no matter how you look at it.
For a time, many people openly or secretly got in touch with Tian's mother. She was the prime minister's doorman and a high-ranking official, not to mention the political commissar's mother-in-law.
Everyone flattered and coaxed her, and Tian's mother was in a very good mood during this period.
On the contrary, seeing that the marriage was about to be decided, Tian Minjing's mood was indifferent every time she met Zhuo Qinghuai.
Tian's mother looked at her daughter with a frown, and asked, "Did you have a fight with Zhuo Qinghuai?"
Tian Minjing shook her head.
"Then why are you unhappy every time you come back?" Tian's mother was puzzled. Normally, an unmarried girl should be excited every time her boyfriend comes back.
At worst, the situation should be good.
Why is my daughter different from others?
"Isn't she still the sister-in-law of the Zhuo family?" Tian Minjing poured out all her grievances to her biological mother.
It turned out that she had been to Zhuo's house five times, and on three occasions, the two boys from the main room were there.
If Zhuo Yunqi hadn't gotten divorced yet, she certainly wouldn't say anything, but the problem is that everything has already happened.
"Don't be foolish about things like this." Tian's mother said seriously, "Even if they are divorced, the three children belong to the Zhuo family. You haven't married into the family yet, so you can only say this to me."
"Of course I'm only talking to you." Tian Minjing is not stupid, she would be in trouble if the Zhuo family heard her.
But Tian's mother couldn't let go no matter how she thought about it. She gave her daughter many instructions and warnings, but that was not enough. She also looked at the calendar to calculate the time every day.
As she expected, she safely waited for the day when her marriage application was approved.
After hearing the news her daughter brought back, Tian's mother finally put her mind at ease. The approval of the marriage application meant that they had become the political commissar's in-laws.
Getting married was simple at this time, and the two quickly set an auspicious date. The Zhuo family sent invitations to several families with whom they had good relations.
Of course Jiang Yuman also accepted it.
Qin Dongling stroked the name on the invitation, "It's so fast, Qinghuai is almost getting married."
"What's so fast about that?" Political Commissar Zhuo emphasized, "He's just trying to make the most of his time. The kids are old enough to help with cooking now."
That's the truth.
Yang Kang and the political commissar have been together for decades and have a joke: "Good food is never too late. Although Qinghuai got married late, Minjing is a capable female comrade. She handles everything from family matters to regiment affairs."
Political Commissar Zhuo felt the same way, with a deep smile on his face.
People feel refreshed when good things happen. Political Commissar Zhuo, who had been feeling listless recently, sat for a long time before leaving.
Fu Haitang was curious, "Comrade Tian is so young, and he has been promoted?" She thought that after getting married, he would look for opportunities for promotion like Wei Qing did.
Who knew it would happen so soon?
"The actors in professional art troupes are basically cadres, and the lowest level is platoon leader."
Jiang Yuman explained, "Although she is in the singing team, she is also a member of the General Military Region Art Troupe."
"Other people's military uniforms have four pockets," Fu's mother took the opportunity to lecture her, "You went to Xinjiang and started from scratch."
Fu Haitang pretended not to hear and took her sister-in-law's arm, "Then Wei Qing is also wearing a military uniform with four pockets?"
Jiang Yuman nodded. The performance of the 22nd Division Art Troupe this time was enough to surpass the Southwest Military Region, and the entire troupe would gain substantial benefits.
Not only that, they will also take turns to perform in various divisions and receive commendations. The 22nd Division will be proud of them.
Fu Haitang seemed to be lost in thought. She did not envy the art troupe's military uniforms with four pockets, but simply set her sights on the female soldiers' company.
"By the way," Jiang Yuman said, and then she started to wonder about something else. "Why hasn't there been any news from Wei Qing yet?"
Her promotion is a foregone conclusion. With Zheng Liujiang around, how could their marriage be delayed for so long?
"Maybe the Wei family wants to delay it a little longer?" Fu Haitang said casually.
At this time, Fu's mother talked about the gift she was preparing for the Zhuo family, and the topic was instantly changed elsewhere.
But perhaps people couldn't stand the nagging, so in the afternoon Jiang Yuman went to the General Political Department and heard that there was a call from the 22nd Division that was not answered.
She went to the office to call back and waited for a long time before the call was connected. As expected, Wei Qing and Zheng Jiqing were married.
Jiang Yuman was happy for her. "I've been waiting since you guys came back, and now it's finally here. Have you set a time?"
Wei Qing gave a time, and they had enough time to go there from the capital, but the problem was that He Zhuo Qinghuai's wedding date was right around the same time.
"Teacher Yuman?" Wei Qing called out in confusion after not hearing any sound for a long time on the other end of the phone.
"I'm listening," Jiang Yuman said, "We will definitely come back as scheduled to see the beautiful bride."
Wei Qing hung up the phone with her ears red. When she opened the door, several female soldiers were caught off guard and rolled on the ground.
She glared, "What are you doing?" She didn't even notice.
The female soldiers looked up at the sky and faltered, hesitating. Finally, Zhong Peilan stammered, "Wei Qing, is Teacher Yuman back?"
After receiving a positive answer, several people rushed out the door in an instant. After a while, the entire 22nd Division Art Troupe knew about it.
Even though Teacher Yuman only came back to attend Wei Qing's wedding, the female soldiers were very excited at the thought of seeing her.
Even when we went to the cafeteria to eat, we couldn't help but discuss this matter.
Coincidentally, Ma Laosan, Liu Bocheng and others were sitting behind them and heard it clearly.
Sister-in-law is back!
Several people looked at each other, their eyes clearly revealing excitement.
Ever since the regiment commander left for the capital, it felt like a void had been created among the people in the Shenfeng Battalion, and even training felt unsatisfactory.
Of course, the boast is still a decline. Even if Fu Jingchen is not here, the legend about his first-class merit is quietly spread among everyone.
Now that my sister-in-law is back and the team leader is recovering from his injuries, there is a high probability that he will follow!
After a quick lunch, they told their comrades the news during training.
The entire Shenfeng Camp was in an uproar, and the news spread throughout the training ground in just one afternoon.
At that time, Wei Liao was having a meeting with the division commanders in the conference room. After the meeting, when he went to the cafeteria to eat, he heard other people talking and then he realized what was going on.
Zheng Liujiang raised his eyebrows and glanced at his comrades. If not now to show off, when would he?
"Jingchen is such a jerk," he said with a look of annoyance. "Isn't it just Ji Qing getting married to the old commander's granddaughter? I don't even know if his injuries have healed yet, but he and his wife came all the way back to attend."
Others: “…”
Wei Liao: “…….” I really want to hit him.
Thinking that this is the father-in-law of my precious granddaughter, I almost couldn't help myself.
"I think you shouldn't feel pain too early," someone couldn't help but say something sour, "People go to higher places, maybe Fu Jingchen will be transferred this time."
Zheng Liujiang was full of confidence, "That's impossible."
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