Mo Fanghai curled his lips. If it were in the past, it would indeed be impossible.
But times have changed. Fu Jingchen married the only daughter of the chief of general staff.
My daughter-in-law has to be with her father and fulfill her filial duties, so she can't come with the army. Is it reasonable for her to be so far away from him?
Anyway, I think Fu Jingchen will leave in all likelihood. It's just that with so many people around, I don't want to have a childish argument with Zheng Liujiang, so I kept my mouth shut.
"This kind of thing was decided by Fu Jingchen himself, so don't mention it again. If someone else hears it, I don't know how it will spread."
At the critical moment, Wei Liao stepped forward to stop the conversation.
His words were still effective, and for a moment, everyone shut up.
After dinner, Wei Liao prepared to leave by car.
After all, he was an elder of the family, so Zheng Liujiang personally helped Wei Liao into the car. If the guard had not gotten there first, Wei Liao would have opened the door for him.
"Don't be so polite." Seeing how attentive Wei Liao was, his head turned red. "Go back quickly."
Zheng Liujiang followed the advice and turned around quickly.
"Wait." Wei Liao suddenly remembered something.
He hesitated a bit, "Don't keep talking about our two children getting married."
Fortunately, both families were aboveboard, otherwise they would have been caught with something.
"Old Commander, this is not right." Zheng Liujiang said in a surprised tone, "Ji Qing and Qing girl are getting married, it's a happy event. If I don't tell everyone around me, am I still a member?"
In a short period of time, the severity has increased and it is no longer serious.
“Just say we’re getting married, don’t always…” Wei Liao was at a loss for words at this point.
Should I not mention that Wei Qing is my granddaughter? But Qing is my granddaughter. Even if I don't say it, I will have to explain it separately when others ask. It seems to be no different from saying it.
Before Wei Liao could come up with anything, Zheng Liujiang humbly asked for advice, "Don't always ask what?"
"...It's nothing, you can say whatever you want."
"Okay, take care, old commander." Zheng Liujiang closed the car door with a smile on his face.
The vehicle started, and the old commander, who had been low-key and introverted for half his life, felt very depressed when he saw Zheng Liujiang waving at the back.
The Wei family members are all low-key. This can be seen from the fact that Wei Qing has been in the Tenth Division Art Troupe for a long time without revealing her identity.
But the Wei family chose Zheng Liujiang as their relative... Wei Liao sighed and simply closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.
Who makes his granddaughter like it?
Wei Liao could only comfort himself that his grandson-in-law was different from his father. From the current point of view, this was also a very introverted child.
While I was daydreaming, the car drove smoothly to the door of Wei's house.
When Wei Liao returned to the living room, Wei Qing was still sitting there eating fruit. She was about to get married, and the art troupe had approved her leave. For this reason, Wei's mother also took a special leave to stay at home with her daughter.
No matter how much he resented it in his heart, Wei Liao truly loved his granddaughter. He talked to her and even asked his daughter-in-law if she had sent out all the invitations.
It's not surprising that both the Wei and Zheng families would invite guests when they got married.
"Everyone close to us has received it." After a pause, Wei's mother said, "As for the Xu family, I'm a little unsure."
The Wei and Xu families have been neighbors for many years, and the two families are almost opposite each other. If nothing unexpected happens, it is only natural to send invitations to them.
But the Xu family did such a shameful thing, so Wei Liao's opinion must be consulted on this matter.
"No."
Wei Liao said directly: "The Fu family came all the way from the capital. How embarrassing would it be if the two families met?"
From the branches to the roots, there was no good thing about the Xu family. The child in Ni Wei's belly completely nailed them to the pillar of shame.
Wei Liao was very concerned about his reputation and didn't want to have any further contact with such a family.
"Okay." After the father-in-law said this, Wei's mother finally felt relieved.
As the wedding day was approaching, many people in the courtyard had received invitations, but there was still no movement from her own family. Ji Fangshu understood.
She was angry and embarrassed. Seeing that it was already noon outside and Ni Wei was still not up, she ran to the door to scold her.
Ni Wei is no longer the glamorous daughter-in-law of the political commissar. The disparity in her life over the past few months is enough to change her a lot.
Relying on her pregnancy, she was not afraid of Ji Fangshu at all, and the two of them quarreled in the house.
The depressed Xu Mu and his son could no longer bear it, and both sides gave up.
Back in the room, Ji Fangshu was still very unconvinced, "Why did you stop me from dealing with that jinx?"
She felt that the Xu family's situation was all Ni Wei's fault, so she naturally called her a jinx.
"You think our family is not shameful enough? Aren't you afraid that others will hear it?" Xu Qing said angrily.
During this period of time, I was very depressed. On the outside, I was trying hard to maintain my dignity and not let others laugh at me. On the inside, I was sleepy every night.
For so long, I have been regretting not recognizing Jiang Yuman the first time.
Jiang Yuman was in such a difficult situation at that time. If she could have come out to help, she would definitely not have died.
Unfortunately, it's too late to say these things now. The son is ruined and the family's reputation is ruined. The only way to survive is to follow the method his father suggested, which is to bide his time.
Ji Fangshu looked at her father-in-law and said, "No matter what our family does now, there are people watching us laugh at us."
What's the point of lowering your voice?
"As long as time is long enough, many things will be forgotten." She looked out the window, "It was like that before, and it will be like that after."
Ji Fangshu didn't have the patience to delve into the meaning of his words and lay back on the bed.
On the day Xu Qing had the accident, Mr. Xu had a stroke and was admitted to the hospital. He later returned here after a long journey with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes, leaving him with serious sequelae.
During that time, Ji Fangshu didn't know how she managed to get through it.
She has to take care of her father, can't leave her job, and has to deal with her unruly daughter-in-law.
Fortunately, Mr. Xu was sensible and took the initiative to ask to go to the sanatorium with Mr. Xu, which made the family feel a little more relaxed.
"Did Dad talk to you when you went to the nursing home yesterday?" Thinking of her father-in-law, Ji Fangshu asked casually.
"Yes." Xu Qing looked out the window, as if he wanted to see the Wei family across the street through the lush trees.
Ji Fangshu asked, "What did you say?"
"Just some common instructions." Xu Qing said casually.
My father's speech was slurred due to the aftereffects of a stroke, but that didn't mean he was mentally ill. During his time in the sanatorium, he had clearly thought about restoring the Xu family.
After telling his son, he repeatedly reminded him that this matter should only be kept to himself, not to tell anyone, and to keep it low-key.
Ji Fangshu didn't ask any more questions.
When he went to bed, Xu Qing hurried out of the house and mailed a letter to the other side of the ocean.
At this time, Jiang Yuman and Fu Jingchen also got off the train and returned to the familiar and unfamiliar Tenth Division.
Both of them were members of the 10th Division. Even at the door, the sentry's eyes lit up.
When they entered the 10th Division, they all stared with excitement, and some of them mustered up the courage to ask Fu Jingchen, "Captain Fu, I heard that you wiped out a platoon of enemies by yourself?"
The standard number of a platoon is forty.
"Poof!" Jiang Yuman couldn't hold it back.
Fu Jingchen: “…”
Listening to his wife's laughter, he felt a little itchy. Who in the Shenfeng Camp was bragging about this?
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