Zhou Sese: "..."
Why does it feel like according to Diandian’s description, the person Diandian is talking about seems so warm?
The more Zhou Sese thought about it, the more she felt that it should be warmth.
Lower your eyes.
Looking at Diandian's face full of longing, Zhou Sese smiled and touched Diandian's little head.
Since Diandian wants to perform, then go.
Wen Nuan can’t do anything to the child, right?
After a while.
Sheng Xijiang came in from outside, exhausted. "Sese, I have something to tell you."
Zhou Sese put down the work in her hands and walked over. "Just tell me."
Sheng Xijiang explained simply, "Isn't Jianxue Festival coming up in a few days? The political commissar's wife wants to find a few military wives to perform a chorus, and she specifically asked me to come back and ask if you want to join?"
Hearing this.
Zhou Sese hurriedly shook her head, like a rattle, and refused without hesitation, "I'm not interested in the chorus, you ask her to find someone else, and I don't know anything, so why would I go up and perform a wooden lump?"
Sheng Xijiang was just a messenger in the middle, and he also respected Zhou Sese's opinion. After hearing that Zhou Sese was unwilling, he immediately expressed his attitude, "Then I will talk to my sister-in-law later and let her find other people."
Zhou Sese hummed.
Then he brought up something warm, "Is there a violin teacher coming to the art troupe today?"
Sheng Xijiang frowned. He really hadn't noticed. "I don't know. It's just that an old regiment commander came from the Forbidden City. The battalion commander and the political commissar were busy receiving the old regiment commander. Although I was still on leave due to injury, I had to help the battalion commander to inspect the troops."
Old leader.
He also came from the old city.
A flash of inspiration flashed through Zhou Sese's mind, and she seemed to smell a scent of calculation.
The ambiguous military supporter behind Wen Nuan mentioned in the book, could it be the old regiment commander?
Zhou Sese knew Wen Nuan too well. Wen Nuan was the kind of person who would not do anything without profit. Zhou Sese never believed what Chen Wanru said, that Wen Nuan came here because she missed them.
Otherwise, Chen Wanru and her family have been staying in this godforsaken place for several years. Why didn’t Wen Nuan come here before?
Now that Sheng Xijiang mentioned the old leader, everything seemed to fall into place.
Wen Nuan's purpose of coming this time was probably to find a backer for herself.
Sheng Xijiang watched Zhou Sese's beautiful brows wrinkle up and down, then wrinkle up again. Sheng Xijiang asked curiously, "Sese, what's wrong?"
Zhou Sese shook her head seriously, "Nothing."
Sheng Xijiang: "..."
He knew that Zhou Sese would not share his thoughts with him.
suddenly.
Diandian came over as if remembering something. She reached into her pocket and fumbled around for a long time before pulling out a glittering military medal. "Mom, this was given to me by a kind grandfather when I was eating in the cafeteria this morning. My brother and Chunsheng also have one."
When Sheng Xijiang saw the medal, his expression changed. "This is a third-class medal! Diandian, which grandfather gave it to you?"
Diandian touched the back of his head and recalled seriously, "There are still many on that grandfather's chest. Grandpa also praised Dad, saying that Dad is a good seedling!"
Sheng Xijiang knew about it.
With a complicated expression, he said to Zhou Sese, "It should be the old leader who ran into them."
Zhou Sese didn't think as much as Sheng Xijiang did, and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't think too much about it. Old people like children. Maybe the old leader saw that our children are pretty and well-behaved, and he liked them, so he gave them military medals."
Diandian held it in her two little hands, her eyes sparkling like stars, "Mom, do you like it? If you like it, Diandian will give it to you!"
Zhou Sese rubbed Diandian's little head with great joy, "Baby, this is a gift from the group leader. You should keep it properly and protect it well."
Diandian said in a baby voice, "I know! I will protect it!"
——
After that, everything was fine and every day was a repetition of the previous day's life. The only difference was that Zhou Sese's small treasury was getting bigger and bigger. Counting money every night was the happiest time for Zhou Sese.
soon.
There is only one week left until Jianx Festival.
Diandian, Chunsheng, and Song Qingming, the three children were all selected to join the children's chorus. They had to go to the art troupe for rehearsal every day. Diandian was very happy. Only Xingxing was left at home reading and occasionally visiting the military area.
This day.
Diandian was in a bad mood when he came back.
Xingxing saw that her sister was unhappy, so she pulled her into the house and asked, "What's wrong?"
Diandian's little mouth was pouting so much that a bottle of oil could be hung on it. She sat down on the small stool and said aggrievedly, "Brother, I think Teacher Wen doesn't like me anymore."
Xingxing, his older brother, patiently counseled him, "Why? How did you sense that?"
Diandian turned around, her eyes misty and watery. "Teacher Wen hasn't let me stand in the team for two days. Every time they sing, Teacher Wen makes me sit on a small stool next to them and watch. Teacher Wen said I don't sing well."
The stars were silent for a while.
Diandian slumped down on the table like a deflated ball. "I don't want to sing anymore, but I want Mom to see me standing on the stage. Brother, what do you think I should do?"
Xingxing asked, "Did Teacher Wen suddenly say that your singing was not good?"
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