“I’ve never been good at writing reports, and Political Commissar Yan is always very dissatisfied with the reports I write,” Lu Jinyuan said, feeling a headache coming on.
"Honey, I'll write it for you."
Ran Jinnian's mind stirred.
“This isn’t about writing essays or diaries,” Lu Jinyuan said with a smile.
Ran Jinnian retorted, "Then tell me, what are the main contents of this report?"
"Combat, tactics, coordination, one's own weaknesses, and strengths."
Ran Jinnian asked a few more questions, then picked up the notebook and pen and began to write.
Lu Jinyuan smiled and didn't take it seriously. He then buried himself in writing again.
"Honey, this is the summary report I wrote. If there are any shortcomings or mistakes, please revise it yourself and then copy it again."
Half an hour later.
Ran Jinnian handed the report she had written to Lu Jinyuan.
Lu Jinyuan's pupils narrowed as he looked at the report his wife had written, becoming increasingly astonished.
His voice was tinged with excitement: "Wife, you're amazing."
Although my wife's writing has some inaccuracies, most of it is still correct.
"Isn't it just like writing an essay? Why narrate, what to narrate, and how to narrate to express the central idea?" Ran Jinnian stretched.
She tapped Lu Jinyuan's stiff shoulder: "I'm still waiting to be your little secretary."
"Yes, sir." Lu Jinyuan raised his hand.
Ran Jinnian laughed.
After the couple bickered for a while, Lu Jinyuan revised the report that Ran Jinnian had written and then rewrote and copied it himself.
It was getting late, so Ran Jinnian led Lu Jinyuan out of the space.
The young couple had already washed up in the room and went straight to bed after coming out.
the next day.
When Ran Jinnian woke up, Lu Jinyuan was already gone.
In the kitchen, there were eggs and porridge in a pot.
After Ran Jinnian finished breakfast, she was about to tidy up the vegetable garden in the yard when she heard the loudspeaker playing.
"Dear military dependents, a general meeting will be held in the first conference room at 10:00 AM. Please make sure you arrive on time."
Ran Jinnian hadn't expected that the military families would have to attend a meeting. She checked the time; there was still half an hour left.
She pinned her hair up with a clip, wore a green coat, and underneath she wore a beige floral dress.
She then picked up her handbag and prepared water, candy, paper, and pens.
Only then did he leave the courtyard to find Zhou Hongying.
Zhou Hongying, holding her youngest son, said to Ran Jinnian as soon as she saw her, "Please sit wherever you like."
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Ran Jinnian's clothes and said, "Your clothes and skirt are really beautiful."
Ran Jinnian was the only girl in her family and was pampered from a young age.
Ran Demin and Wang Xiumei were both working professionals, so they were very generous to her, always buying her the latest and most fashionable clothes.
Ran Jinnian always dressed very beautifully.
She looked at her clothes; the coat and skirt were both taken from the space. The coat was a bit brightly colored, but the overall style was simple, typical of this era.
"It's just a bit eye-catching." Zhou Hongying wasn't jealous. Ran Jinnian looked great in her outfit when she was young, but most of the women in the family compound were dressed in drab clothes.
Ran Jinnian wasn't afraid; she wasn't breaking the law by wearing clothes.
She smiled but didn't respond to that: "Sister-in-law, I heard on the radio that military families are having a meeting. Usually, it's about something that requires military families to attend a meeting."
Zhou Hongying shook her head: "I don't know. I've lived in the military family compound for four years and only attended two military family meetings."
What were the topics discussed in the first two meetings?
"The men have earned merit in battle, so let's commend our families for their logistical support work."
Ran Jin wondered if Lu Jinyuan had also received credit for his work on this mission, and that's why they were being commended.
"Let's go, let's go first." Zhou Hongying tidied up. Da Ya and Er Ya were both in elementary school, and she carried her youngest son to the meeting.
As soon as the two left the courtyard, they found that many family members were already heading towards the conference room.
They were in twos and threes, some holding children, some knitting sweaters, and others peeling corn from a bowl.
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