Zhuo Qinghuai naturally listened to everyone's discussions.
In the past, although Tian Minjing was not able to surpass Jiang Yuman's status in the General Military Region's literary troupe, she was at least considered outstanding and independent.
But the conversation between the two last night shattered Zhuo Qinghuai's filter for his wife.
The more outstanding and capable Jiang Yuman is, the more despicable Tian Minjing's attempt to persuade Political Commissar Zhuo to use connections is. Zhuo Qinghuai finds it difficult to accept that the person next to him would not restrain his own morality.
"This family is so lucky, the daughter of the Chief of General Staff." The conversation of those people behind him continued, "Otherwise, once she parachutes in, she will be dealt with."
This doesn't mean that they have avoided many years of detours, but the meaning revealed in everyone's words is still very obvious.
Zhuo Qinghuai stood up with his plate, unwilling to listen anymore. He was very resistant to anything related to training content.
He was always upset about this matter, which made him treat the soldiers in the regiment more attentively. Their lunch break assembly time was twenty minutes earlier than that of other regiments.
"If you want to get good results in the competition, you all have to cheer up." Zhuo Qinghuai not only encouraged his subordinates in this way, but also was strict with himself. He also paid close attention to the military region's competition involving marching and parading.
The window of the army cafeteria could see the training ground behind. When Jiang Yuman turned her head slightly while eating, she saw the soldiers shouting slogans and training back and forth.
"The conditions in the General Military Region are indeed much better," she sighed. "Before, when I went outside Xinjiang, I thought it was just a plain empty space."
Speaking of outside Xinjiang, the topic inevitably turned to Fu Haitang. "I don't know if Haitang is used to it after going there. Why hasn't she sent any letters back?"
Fu Jingchen was obviously also thinking about his sister. Calculating the departure time, Fu Haitang not only arrived, but should have already joined the female soldier company. Because of limited hardware facilities, there was no way to use a faster phone call to notify, but I could write a letter.
Jiang Yuman put down her chopsticks. "You said before that you would ask Xiang Lifeng to pick her up. Maybe Haitang will blame you and get angry."
Speaking of this, she felt strange. Fu Haitang had never come to her senses. When she was in the Southwest Military Region, Fu Jingchen was obviously not very satisfied with Xiang Lifeng, and did not want him to have contact with his sister.
Letting him go to meet Fu Haitang this time, doesn't this create opportunities for Xiang Lifeng?
Fu Jingchen put the soup in front of her and said, "Because you have no feelings, you don't have to worry too much."
Hearing this, Jiang Yuman laughed a lot.
Fu Jingchen was not indifferent to his sister's affairs. On the contrary, he cared a lot about it, so he would pass the message to Xiang Lifeng.
Xiang Lifeng chose to be transferred outside Xinjiang to wait, which meant he had already faced up to his feelings for Fu Haitang, but he did not do anything out of line or to make Haitang distressed. His character is beyond reproach.
There was a reason why Fu Jingchen chose to give him this favor.
After all, the other party will definitely do their best, and there is no need to worry about Fu Haitang getting upset, which is the best of both worlds. The only thing is that it is easy for Xiang Lifeng to feel frustrated.
The wonderful thing is that Xiang Lifeng is not easy to be defeated.
Jiang Yuman couldn't help laughing, "I'm glad we don't have a daughter." Otherwise, the son-in-law would have to go through a lot of hardships.
Fu Jingchen raised his eyes slightly. Jiang Yuman was supporting her face with her hands, tilting her head and smiling at him. The rare sunlight from outside the window poured in, and her hair and profile were coated with a layer of bright light.
She looks very happy.
Yu Fu Jingchen was also in a good mood. After dinner, Jiang Yuman went to his office.
The military office resembled this environment, square and solemn. The rather large area contained a desk and a bookshelf behind it, and even the chairs for guests were simple wooden stools.
Jiang Yuman inserted the wintersweets she brought from the yard. The bright yellow buds looked full of vitality.
Fu Jingchen gave up his desk for Jiang Yuman to write manuscripts, and he occupied a part of the side to read some issued documents.
These documents did not require signatures, they were just some current affairs. Jiang Yuman glanced at them casually and paused.
"Mr. Shi Wenjin plans to return home with his students. How dare he be so stubborn?"
Her voice was quite soft, and she tended to mutter to herself. But Fu Jingchen never let her words fall to the ground.
"What's the matter?" He glanced at the newspaper. "Have you heard of this doctor?"
Shi Wenjin is an outstanding medical professional. He took his students abroad for three years to study Western medicine in depth. Who could have foreseen that after he returned and joined the General Military Region Hospital and worked with President Gao, he would make great contributions to the development of Western medicine in his motherland.
"No," Jiang Yuman shook her head, "I just suddenly understood something."
Her poem "Loyalty to the Motherland" was inspired by the sight of young leaves shedding their outer coverings. Unexpectedly, it coincided with news that was about to be released.
No wonder Captain Fan is so excited, and no wonder the leaders have been paying close attention to the training progress.
When literature and art are closely linked to current affairs, they can maximize the impact of events and tell all compatriots that we all have the same blood.
Because of its stance, even if "Loyalty to the Motherland" is a relatively ordinary film, it will be praised to the highest position during this special period.
Besides, this is a very good drama, no worse than "Revolutionary Female Militia" and "Dawn".
When she came to her senses and saw Fu Jingchen still looking at her, Jiang Yuman did not hide it and told him the whole story.
"I'm lucky too," she said modestly.
Fu Jingchen said admiringly, "You were born to be a screenwriter."
Jiang Yuman's eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles. She stood up to fiddle with the wintersweets in the vase, breaking off the extra branches, and her happiness was visibly evident.
That day, everyone who saw the couple said that they were a perfect match.
The next day, the news of the returning doctor spread, and the female soldiers of the General Military Region Cultural Corps trained even harder. Jiang Yuman would often be in the middle of her meal in the cafeteria when other female soldiers would rush in.
Lunch time is strictly regulated, so they shorten the meal time to increase training time.
The leaders and Captain Fan were very satisfied with this. The food in the cafeteria was obviously better, so they were worried that they would get sick from working themselves to death.
But no matter how many dishes she makes, Zhang Sumei always eats the lightest meals because she has to protect her throat.
Because of Captain Fan's warning, Tian Minjing has been well behaved recently, but unlike the other female soldiers in the choir, she also eats light meals.
"The lead singer has already been decided. I don't know what's the point of learning from you every day." Noticing this, Tao �tong said this to Zhang Sumei privately.
Zhang Sumei was also surprised, but she didn't want to think too badly of anyone. "Maybe her throat is uncomfortable, or she likes to eat light food!"
Tao Xiaotong was a little speechless. "Everyone knows that she has a very picky taste and has always liked strong flavors. You always think too highly of others, and sooner or later you will fall into trouble."
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