Chapter 842 The Dust Settles 5
Upon learning that Political Commissar Wang was sentenced to labor reform for hooliganism and sent to a farm in the northwest, Feng Qingxue secretly felt relieved!
Compared with Chen Chen, who is mentally ill, acts without rules and is extremely selfish, the behavior of Political Commissar Wang is even more disgusting. It is even more shameless to hook up with a married woman than to hook up with an unmarried young woman, especially since Wan Xinguo is a soldier.
Although extramarital affairs are equally despicable, there are different levels of despicableness.
Jiang Xiaoyue felt the same way, and then laughed, "It's too easy for him to be sentenced to labor reform. I think he should be shot! People who embezzle are beheaded, so why should those who undermine the revolutionary feelings of the soldiers be let off lightly?"
"It's not considered a light punishment. Reform through labor is already a severe punishment." Feng Qingxue said.
"That's true. Let's not talk about him anymore. Sister Xue, I've been transferred to the medical corps. I want to be a glorious medical soldier in the future. If you have any notes or something, please copy them and send them to me!"
"No problem!" Feng Qingxue agreed immediately, "It's good not to be in the art troupe."
"My dad thinks the atmosphere in the art troupe is not good, so he doesn't let me stay in it." Birds of a feather flock together!
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"I can't really explain it. I just feel a little stuffy on top of my head, so stuffy that I can't breathe. I don't know what my nephews are doing behind my back. They are very secretive. They only told my dad, but my dad told me not to interfere because my nephews can't help themselves." Jiang Xiaoyue thought about it and warned Feng Qingxue, "Stay in the army, don't go home easily, don't associate with people with bad backgrounds easily. In short, you are far away, so don't worry about what's happening in front of you!"
Feng Qingxue knew what Jiang Xiaoyue's nephews were doing better than Jiang Xiaoyue. Was it because they had no choice? This also explained why they participated in it but never became accomplices.
Feng Qingxue sighed in her heart, "Xiaoyue, I won't ask anything. I beg you to help me keep an eye on two friends, Professor Lu Shaonong and Professor Lin Yufen from Capital University. We met these two professors on the road. They are very nice people and like Xibao very much. As long as you can do it and it doesn't affect Xibao..."
Is the storm finally coming?
Although the vast majority of female soldiers in the art troupe are very serious and strict with themselves, and because the art troupe is a better place for women to join the army, most female soldiers obey assignments, but a single bad apple can easily spoil the whole barrel, and there are many people like Chen Chen. The three words "harem troupe" are not called that for nothing, and staying in it for a long time will naturally affect their reputation.
After Jiang Xiaoyue finished speaking, she lowered her voice and said into the microphone: "Sister Xue, I may not be able to call you often in the future. Even if I do, the topics cannot be as unscrupulous as before."
"What's wrong?" Feng Qingxue was startled.
At this point, Feng Qingxue felt that it was a bit inappropriate and sighed, "Forget it, just pretend you didn't hear it."
As a descendant, she knew very well how long this catastrophe lasted and how cruel the process was. Although she wanted to save Lu Shaonong and Lin Yufen, she could not do so at the cost of the safety of Jiang Xiaoyue and her family.
Jiang Xiaoyue is smart by nature, so how could she not understand what Feng Qingxue meant by being hesitant?
She smiled and said, "Don't worry, Sister Xue, I won't joke about the safety of myself and my family. However, if anything happens to your friend, we will definitely not stand idly by if we know about it."
. . . I updated this chapter to tell you not to wait for updates in the middle of the night, I didn’t write it, o(╥﹏╥)o
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