The wedding was over and the guests slowly dispersed.
Knowing that Jiang Yuman had come back specially to attend her wedding and would be back in Beijing soon, Wei Qing talked to her privately for a long time.
Zheng Jiqing in the distance seemed to be seeing off the guests, but in fact his eyes were always on this side, and it was obvious that he cared about his daughter-in-law.
Seeing this, Wei Qing couldn't suppress the smile on her face.
"It can be seen that you have a good relationship and will definitely be very happy in the future." Jiang Yuman joked.
Wei Qing was rarely shy. She looked at her as if she had something to say.
After a moment, she spoke seriously: "Teacher Yuman, although I have said it before, I want to say it again."
"Thank you so much for being here today."
She often wondered what would have happened if she had continued to indulge in the gentle embrace woven by Qiao Yunshen.
Putting aside other things, at least when it comes to marriage, I won't receive so many blessings.
Now, her career in the art troupe is thriving, her husband's family is not bad, and she is full of good visions for her married life.
Jiang Yuman reached out and hugged her. "Other people's advice is limited, Wei Qing. The reason you can get better is only because of you."
Wei Qing hugged Jiang Yuman back tightly. She felt that Jiang Yuman must be her mistress, and everything related to her was good news.
The two hugged each other for a while and then separated.
I don't know when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a familiar figure beside Zheng Jiqing.
Jiang Yuman didn't want Fu Jingchen to wait, so she promised Wei Qing that she would come to see her when she came to Beijing, and turned around and walked to her husband's side.
Fu Haitang also came over, backed away and waved to Wei Qing, then went straight out of the yard and got into the car.
Wei Qing's eyes were always on them. When she saw the car disappear from her sight, her eyes gradually turned red.
Zheng Jiqing wiped her tears and said, "Xiaoqing, I will never let you suffer any injustice, nor will I let you be worse than anyone else."
"I know," Wei Qing smiled through her tears. "There's no need to compare with anyone. We just need to live our own lives well. That's the most important thing."
"good."
After watching at the door for a while, the couple went upstairs.
The courtyard, which had been bustling for a whole day, finally became quiet in the dark night. Xu Qing, who lived across from the Wei family, finally closed the window.
"Your family didn't invite you, so why do you keep the window open and look in?" Ji Fangshu was very dissatisfied. So many people were here today, and who knows how they would laugh at her family.
Xu Qing didn't want to argue with her, his thoughts wandering far away. Crossing the ocean, he knew it would take a long time... He didn't know how long it would take for the letter he wrote to reach his daughter's hands.
Without waiting for her husband's response, Ji Fangshu didn't think much about it. Su Wenzheng was very happy to hear that Jiang Yuman was back. She must have come back specifically to attend the wedding of Wei's granddaughter.
The couple each had their own concerns. Although they were in the same bed, they were thinking about two completely different things.
22nd Division, Division Commander's Office.
Zheng Liujiang sighed deeply. This was the tenth time he sighed today.
The guard looked at his feet as usual. Sure enough, in the commander's heart, the status of his own son was indeed not as high as Fu Jingchen.
Zheng Jiqing was newly married and it should have been a happy day, but Zheng Liujiang looked hollowed out just because he learned that Fu Jingchen was going to be transferred.
"Ah!" It was a sigh.
The guard couldn't help but said, "Commander, if you feel reluctant, you can try to talk to Comrade Fu Jingchen." What if he agrees?
Although the latter sentence was not spoken out loud, the expression in his eyes and tone clearly conveyed this meaning.
"That's your fault."
Zheng Liujiang's eyes widened instantly, staring at him with a mature look, "Jingchen has a bright future. Going to the General Military Region is a good thing. How can we stop him?"
Guard: “…” He said this unnecessarily.
Zheng Liujiang's voice continued, "Although I am reluctant to let Jingchen go, he deserves a better place. The 22nd Division has the Divine Front Battalion, which is already very good."
These words were spoken with great earnestness and were obviously from the heart. The guard's expression changed instantly.
Although the teacher is sometimes unreliable, he is always serious when it comes to being serious.
Facing the guard's admiring and approving eyes, Zheng Liujiang handled his business as usual. In fact, during his lunch break, he was so heartbroken that he couldn't sleep. Whenever he thought about Fu Jingchen and Jiang Yuman leaving, it was as if someone had stabbed his lungs.
In the afternoon, I heard the guard say that Fu Jingchen had arrived. I sighed deeply. What was supposed to come finally came.
At the same time, Jiang Yuman was also in the art troupe.
Su Wenzheng is still organizing the early training materials for "Dawn". After they enter the international stage, the Song and Dance Theater will establish a special archive for them, and there are many requirements for these supporting materials.
Jiang Yuman helped her tidy up and they went to have lunch together.
For a whole day, everyone was focused on the information and no one mentioned anything else.
It was almost time to get off work. When Jiang Yuman and others helped pack up and prepare to close the store, Su Wenzheng said, "Yuman, this time for "Dawn", we have to perform in many places, whether it's the Southwest Military Region or the Northwest Military Region."
If someone else said this suddenly, they would definitely find it strange.
But as soon as Jiang Yuman heard it, she understood Su Wenzheng's intention.
As expected, seeing the understanding on her face, Su Wenzheng's face showed admiration. "Commander Zheng said he would help us apply for a higher rating for the art troupe. With a production as popular as 'Dawn,' we won't have time for other training for at least the next year. That's for sure."
"Dawn" has won so much praise in the military region performance and diplomatic performance, and accordingly, more and more people want to watch it.
The 22nd Division Art Troupe could not possibly abandon this masterpiece.
But Jiang Yuman knew that if she wrote the script in the 22nd Division, Su Wenzheng would make sure all the female soldiers set aside time for rehearsal even under tremendous pressure.
"Don't think about anything else," Su Wenzheng seemed to be able to see through Jiang Yuman's thoughts. "I tell you this because I want to tell you that if the General Military Region Art Troupe invites you to write a script for them, don't be too quick to refuse. Give yourself more opportunities."
"What you left for the 22nd Division Art Troupe is more than enough and good enough."
Hopefully, they can break the record that has never existed in the Southwest Military Region. Hopefully, they can also become the symbol of the 22nd Division like the Shenfeng Battalion.
"I understand." Facing Su Wenzheng's encouraging eyes, Jiang Yuman nodded vigorously.
Just like Gao Fei, she doesn't necessarily have to join a good art troupe, she can hand the script to the other party.
"I'm in the 22nd Division, waiting for news about you writing a better musical." Su Wenzheng knew that she understood what she meant, and smiled very happily.
Jiang Yuman felt deeply honored to have someone who thought of her in this way.
The situation was similar on Fu Jingchen's side, the difference was that he had to transfer the files, while Zheng Liujiang had already prepared them.
The preciousness of 그눃꿗 is hard to come by, but fortunately, they all have it.
In this way, the couple quickly finished all the matters, and the next day, they boarded the train back to Beijing with their younger sister.
As soon as he returned home, the appointment document was issued. Before Fu Jingchen had time to rest, he went to his unit.
——"Fu Jingchen, Deputy Chief of Staff of the 24th Group Army of the General Military Region, reports here."
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