Chapter 180: Bombed and Cried
With tears in her eyes, Li Duomei said gratefully, "Principal Lin, thank you. I went back home a while ago and told my parents I wanted a divorce, but they both advised me against it."
"They will only think that their daughter is divorced, and that the parents have lost face. They will not care about my happiness or well-being at all."
In the 1970s, divorce was a huge deal, and a bad one at that.
Even though Li Duomei's parents are highly educated and are teachers, they still cannot accept the gossip that will follow their daughter's divorce.
Gu Xiang, living in the countryside, was in an even worse situation; she couldn't even go back to her parents' home.
And it wasn't just in the 1970s; even in 2022, only daughters were still able to return to their parents' home after a divorce.
If you have older or younger brothers in your family, you won't even have a home after a divorce.
Lin Shanshan held Li Duomei's hand and said, "Sister Duomei, from now on, in private, outside of work hours, just call me Shanshan."
Li Duomei nodded.
Lin Shanshan added, "Starting tomorrow, there will be a 9-day military training. We'll go find them after the training is over."
“If you don’t want to go back to your original residence, you can stay in the teachers’ dormitory. I’ve been staying here with Brother Gu for the past few days.”
Gu Yiye is the chief instructor. He has to get up early during military training and may have to assemble urgently at night. Since Wang Zhanbo also has military training, he lives with them.
The teachers' dormitories are available in one-bedroom and one-living room, two-bedroom and one-living room, and three-bedroom and two-living room configurations, to facilitate dual-income families and professors of higher rank to bring their families to live with them.
After agreeing with Li Duomei, Gu Yiye and Lin Shanshan took Wang Zhanbo to the dormitory to tidy up; they had already brought their toiletries.
Gu Yiye pulled Wang Zhanbo to clean up: "Do your own things."
Because his idol was right next to him, Wang Zhanbo pouted and resignedly started sweeping the floor and wiping the table.
The movements were not yet familiar, and it was only with Gu Yiye's guidance that they were able to complete them with difficulty.
After getting ready, the three of them had dinner in the cafeteria and went to bed early.
The next day, at 5 a.m., a loud assembly whistle rang out throughout the campus.
Lin Shanshan woke up from a sweet dream with a start. She instinctively touched the person next to her, but Gu Yiye was not there. She sat up and woke up for a while before remembering that military training started today.
Lin Shanshan didn't need to go. She took out earplugs from her spatial storage, plugged her ears, and continued to daydream.
On the parade ground, a dozen or so instructors dressed in Type 65 military uniforms with green and three red stripes were assembling the students and organizing their formation.
Gu Yiye stood on the command platform, his military uniform accentuating his tall and handsome figure.
Obstacles and mortars had been set up on the playground overnight.
Seeing that the students had formed a line, Gu Yiye began to announce the official start of the military training:
"Today is the first day. Let you practice with your initial strength first, then we will begin professional training. On the last day, we will practice one more time and present your results after training."
At Gu Yiye's command, the mortars began to fire, and the students sprinted, trying to dodge the shells and navigate through obstacles.
The boys and girls sometimes twirled and jumped, sometimes crawled forward, putting all their strength into moving forward.
But some still fell behind, and were so frightened by the pursuing shells that they burst into tears. For a time, the sound of crying and shouting rose and fell across the playground.
The military training uses blank shells, which have no warheads and will not injure the students, but the sound of the explosion is just as loud as that of a real shell.
The students had never seen anything like this before. The rural students were alright, being tough and resilient, but several of the city students were lying on the ground, tears and snot streaming down their faces.
Zhang Wei couldn't stand it, so he waved his hand, and the shells stopped.
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