Jiang Jun was in a daze when he was suddenly hugged from behind. His heart tightened, and he leaned forward slightly, and his elbow hit the person hard.
Chen Yuanwu leaned over and stretched out his hand to relieve the force, easily stopping Jiang Jun's attack, and then turned Jiang Jun's body to face him.
Jiang Jun saw that it was Chen Yuanwu and felt embarrassed and annoyed. He looked unattractive with his hair disheveled and unwashed. "Why did you come here? The waiter will scold me!"
"I just miss you!" Chen Yuanwu expressed his feelings in the simplest words: "I can only leave after seeing you once."
Jiang Jun blushed: "Let's go, my dad should be coming in soon."
When we are not a couple, we feel open and at peace with each other, and we don’t mind occasional physical contact. All actions feel very natural.
Once two people establish a romantic relationship, they don't want others to see her being affectionate.
Chen Yuanwu whispered in Jiang Yun's ear: "My dad agreed!"
He hugged her again reluctantly, then turned and left quickly.
Jiang Jun was stunned by the word "agree". He didn't come to his senses until Jiang Yonghua knocked on the door and came in. He quickly rushed out with the washbasin and toothbrush holder to wash up.
The weather was hot, so Jiang Jun changed into a plain short-sleeved shirt with a green collar and tied her hair into a ponytail, looking particularly energetic.
Jiang Yonghua, a thin, dark-skinned man in a washed-out military uniform, went to the guesthouse restaurant with Jiang Jun for breakfast. "Xiaojun, have you been okay these past few months? Daddy wasn't around to take care of you, and you took your sister to the cafeteria every day. You've worked hard."
Jiang Yun smiled: "Uncle Chen took good care of us. He arranged a private room for us. We even went to Uncle Chen's house for dinner twice."
Life in the army is very simple and can be described in a few words.
Jiang Yonghua had doubts in his mind. As Chen Zhong's old subordinate and old comrade-in-arms, it was normal for Chen Zhong to help take care of his daughter, but the level of this care was too high, which made him feel vaguely uneasy.
The father and daughter had just exchanged a few words when Jiang Lan, returning from her morning exercises, saw her father from a distance. She was overjoyed and rushed over to Jiang Yonghua, shouting in Chuncheng dialect, "Dad is here!"
Jiang Yonghua smiled and replied in Chuncheng dialect: "Hey! Little sister, are you going to sing a duet?"
Jiang Lan looked around and asked, "Dad, didn't Aunt Meilan come with you?"
"Why did she come with me for no reason?"
"Ask Aunt Meilan to come to the art troupe to watch the dance. The dancers in the art troupe can't do the dances that Aunt Meilan taught me."
Jiang Yonghua smiled and said, "When the time comes, just go back and perform the songs and dances you learned here for her."
Jiang Lan acted coquettishly: "Dad, I don't want to go back. I want to stay. I want to join the art troupe!"
Jiang Yonghua turned to look at Jiang Jun, wanting to know what was going on?
Jiang Yun explained, "I mentioned to Uncle Chen that Xiaolan has artistic talent, so Uncle Chen found a teacher in the art troupe to teach her singing. The teacher also said that Xiaolan sings well and can be a soloist or lead singer in the art troupe."
Jiang Yonghua looked at Jiang Lan, who was full of anticipation, hesitated for a moment, and did not express his opinion directly: "Xiaojun, I will go to the military headquarters to get a letter of certification first, and then you can come with me to the division headquarters to handle the formalities."
This time, Jiang Yonghua had already made a new life plan. Unexpectedly, his youngest daughter's ideas exceeded his expectations, so he needed to explain his original arrangements to his eldest daughter first.
Jiang Jun understood immediately and told his sister without hesitation, "Xiaolan, Dad and I are going to run some errands. You can stay at the art troupe and watch them rehearse. When it's time to eat, go eat by yourself. Dad and I will be back as soon as possible."
Jiang Lan was extremely excited. "Dad, can you come back to work after you finish the paperwork? The art troupe has started recruiting female soldiers. There are two new recruits staying at the guesthouse. Then I'll be in the same batch with them."
Jiang Yonghua was still smiling: "Xiaolan, if you continue to speak in Chuncheng dialect, your singing will be unclear and your pronunciation will be wrong when you recite poetry. No one will accept you."
Jiang Lan stuck out her tongue and switched back to Mandarin: "I pronounce the words clearly. I can perform almost all the programs performed by the art troupe this time."
Compared with the three months she lived in the military headquarters, the living environment and material conditions during the three years in Chuncheng were completely different. Jiang Lan certainly didn't want to go back to Chuncheng.
Jiang Yonghua looked at his watch and saw that there were still ten minutes before work time. "Xiaojun, go back to the room and pack your things. We'll go early and come back early."
While Jiang Yonghua was at the military headquarters getting a letter of introduction, Jiang Jun quickly warned his sister, "Remember this! Don't tell anyone about our dad!"
Jiang Lan had long been accustomed to not asking why: "I know, I promise not to tell!"
Jiang Jun took the lunch box from the windowsill and put it in his lunch bag. "My father and I are going out to do some work today. If I don't come back tonight, you'll be alone. Don't be afraid. When Uncle Chen's guard comes, return this lunch bag to him."
It is definitely not that easy to go to the division headquarters to handle the formalities. You might have to stay in the division headquarters guesthouse for the night.
Jiang Lan was a little nervous: "Sister, I want to go with you."
Jiang Jun refused: "Wait until you join the art troupe and have the opportunity to perform at the division headquarters. Anyway, today is not the time."
As long as the work and life of the three of them, father and daughter, are not stable, they will not be able to contact people who are familiar with Zhang Xiuying.
Jiang Lan pouted and went to the art troupe's practice room, leaving Jiang Jun alone in the room to guess Jiang Yonghua's intentions.
Jiang Yonghua hurried back to the guesthouse at almost eleven o'clock. "Xiaojun, the military has a car going to the division headquarters to deliver supplies. Let's take a ride."
There were soldiers in the car they were riding in. Jiang Yonghua kept his head down and didn't say a word the whole way, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
When they arrived at the division headquarters, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. The office was closed and the cafeteria was past lunchtime. The father and daughter sat on a stone bench beside the playground.
Jiang Yonghua took out two fried rice cakes and handed them to his daughter: "Have a bite. If the formalities go smoothly this afternoon, we can take their car back to the military headquarters."
Jiang Jun took the fried rice cake and chewed it silently.
Jiang Yonghua sighed softly: "Xiaojun, do you want to stay here too?"
Jiang Yun nodded.
"Alas, girls can't be kept at home when they grow up! Deputy Commander Chen just told me all that." Jiang Yonghua sighed, "Dad has only been taking care of you for a short time, and now I have to leave you again."
Jiang Jun looked at his father in surprise. Separate? What does that mean?
Jiang Yonghua withdrew his gaze from the distance and turned to his daughter. "After completing the formalities, I want to return to Chuncheng and find a job. Then I want to get your aunt a job at the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe. The Provincial Song and Dance Troupe invited her to be an extra last time. She's really passionate about art. If I were to work in Chuncheng, I could find a way to get her a regular job."
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