After school at noon the next day.
Everyone in the family compound was busy.
The afternoon cicada chirping, carrying the summer heat, drifted through the residential compound, and the shadows of bed sheets hanging out to dry swayed on the mottled brick walls.
Zhang Damao came home from school, his back of his shirt soaked with sweat and turned a deep blue, but he still rushed into the family compound like a cheerful lark.
He was accompanied by a female teacher who was about forty years old.
"Mom, great news! My painting won first place in the whole school and it's on display at the school gate!"
Li Xiaoyue was cooking on the stove while wearing an apron when she heard her son's clear voice calling her, so she quickly ran out.
"Wow, my son is amazing."
Ignoring her flour-covered hands, Li Xiaoyue took the paper, her eyes brimming with pride as she exclaimed, "Wow, this certificate is so beautiful... Our Da Mao is amazing..."
Li Xiaoyue was so happy that she hugged her son and spun him around joyfully.
She then noticed a female teacher in a light blue dress with short, ear-length hair standing behind her son and asked, "Da Mao, who is this?"
"Mom, she is my art teacher, Ms. Yang."
“Hello, Da Mao’s mom. Zhang Da Mao’s painting this time is amazing. It’s not something someone his age could paint. He said that an auntie guided him in painting, so I wanted to come back with him to meet that auntie.”
Just then, Song Ning heard the noise outside and came out as well.
Zhang Damao quickly went over.
"Aunt Song, my painting won an award. Thank you, this certificate is half thanks to you!"
"You must be Comrade Song Ning. Da Mao's painting this time is excellent; I'm sure you're quite skilled too, since you can guide him. Our school is currently short of art teachers; I wonder if you'd be interested in teaching a class there?"
Song Ning became interested immediately when she heard that she was going to be a teacher.
After all, the reason she became a live streamer in the 21st century was because it was too difficult to take the civil service exam or get a government job in modern society, and it was not easy to find a job. She had no choice but to become a talent show streamer, but she had always dreamed of becoming a teacher.
"interested in."
"Okay, then come to our school to register tomorrow."
"Okay, thank you, Teacher Yang."
Song Ning was very happy.
At this moment, Jiang Feifei also came over. Seeing this scene, she was immediately furious and stepped forward to stop them.
"Teacher Yang, you don't know this, do you? This Song Ning has a bad family background; she's a capitalist's daughter. How could you let her teach at the school?"
"What? A capitalist's daughter?"
Teacher Yang looked at Song Ning in disbelief.
"That's right, being a teacher is the noblest profession in the world. How can we let someone with a bad family background take on that job?"
"Exactly. We parents also object."
Several neighbors, hearing this, also came over to stop her, and everyone voiced their dissatisfaction with Song Ning.
Jiang Feifei smiled smugly, thinking to herself, "Song Ning, you still want to teach at the school? Dream on."
Hearing this, Li Xiaoyue became a little anxious, "Song Ning is a very good person. She even saved my son last time. She can definitely substitute teach at the school. I can guarantee that."
"What can you guarantee?" Several women around them gossiped.
"You...you've gone too far."
Li Xiaoyue stomped her feet in anger, and Song Ning stepped forward and tugged at her arm, signaling her to stop talking.
Song Ning walked up to Jiang Feifei, looking down at her with a serious expression. "Jiang Feifei, you've been preventing me from joining the performing arts troupe and from teaching at the school. What exactly do you want?"
"What do you want? I want you to get out of this family compound! The military doesn't welcome people like you!"
Jiang Feifei's voice became hoarse and strained.
"Who dares to tell my wife to get out?"
A deep male voice rang out, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice. They saw Huo Beian, dressed in military uniform, his eyes gleaming, tall and imposing, walking towards them.
Everyone immediately fell silent.
He walked up to Jiang Feifei, his eyes icy. "Jiang Feifei. Did you just say that?"
Jiang Feifei was immediately embarrassed, but she forced a smile and said, "Brother Bei'an, don't misunderstand... I just mean that Song Ning's family background is really not suitable for her to stay in the family compound."
"I don't think you're suited to stay in the army. Jiang Feifei, you're a model citizen, yet you've been jealous of my wife time and time again. Is that what a soldier should do?"
"I……"
Jiang Feifei immediately lowered her head, unsure of what to say. At this moment, Huo Beian's aura was too powerful, even creating a sense of oppression in the surrounding atmosphere.
"I never hit women, but even a rabbit will bite when cornered. Don't push me."
After Huo Beian finished speaking coldly, Song Ning's gaze softened considerably when she looked at him.
This man is truly protecting her at all times...
very nice……
Huo Beian glanced at the people in the courtyard. Seeing that everyone was there, he spoke frankly, "Song Ning is my wife, and the organization has agreed to let her accompany me to the military. Even if you don't believe me, you should believe the organization. Although Song Ning has a bad class background, she is an upright person, even better than some so-called people with good class backgrounds."
Hearing this, Jiang Feifei clenched her fists. Why was Song Ning so lucky? What kind of spell did she cast on Huo Bei'an that made him trust her and protect her so much?
hateful.
Just then, the loudspeaker in the family compound suddenly came on.
"Hello everyone, I'm Deputy Regiment Commander Qian. I'd like to clarify something... regarding the class background of Comrade Song Ning, the wife of Battalion Commander Huo. Since joining the army, she has already earned two major merits and is definitely a good comrade. Furthermore, although Song Ning's ancestors were capitalists, her great-grandfather and grandfather donated 500 tons of rice during the severe drought of 1942, 100 aircraft to our army during the Liberation War of 1948, and ships during the southern floods of 1950... The exploitative capitalist is Song Daqiang, and Song Ning has voluntarily severed ties with him, demonstrating that Comrade Song Ning's stance is correct and that she is a good comrade..."
Upon hearing the broadcast, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment and began to whisper among themselves.
"My goodness, Song Ning's family has donated so many things..."
“Yes, during the great drought of 1942, my family almost starved to death. I remember my parents saying that we survived because we ate rice donated by the Song family.”
“In the floods of 50 years ago, our houses all collapsed. We survived only because we boarded a boat donated by the Song family during the flood…”
As they talked, tears welled up in their eyes, and they all walked up to Song Ning to confess their sins.
"I'm sorry, Song Ning, we misunderstood you. You're a good person."
"We apologize to you; we shouldn't have gossiped about you..."
"Yes, Song Ning, we'll never say bad things about you again. Can you forgive us...?"
Upon seeing this, Song Ning looked at Huo Beian with gratitude.
Huo Beian smiled at her with satisfaction and nodded.
"Don't worry, everyone. We're all from the same compound. A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. There were some misunderstandings before, but we'll let bygones be bygones and remain good neighbors."
"Thank you, Song Ning, you are so generous."
Several neighbors praised her.
Seeing this, Jiang Feifei's face turned red and white with anger. She never expected that things would turn out this way.
He snorted angrily and ran away.
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