In fact, Chen Yuanwu couldn't quite understand Jiang Yun's rational attitude towards his parents' marriage.
In this social environment where people encourage reconciliation rather than divorce, when divorce is mentioned, not only the parties involved and their immediate family members, but even neighbors or colleagues with whom they have a very ordinary relationship will feel the same way.
On the other hand, Jiang Yun seemed indifferent to his father's divorce, but seemed happy to see his father remarry.
Now Jiang Jun has to work six days a week and can no longer be with his wife 24 hours a day. He has to deliver the news of Zhao Meilan's upcoming arrival in the capital on Jiang Jun's behalf.
He had to figure out the mechanism behind this before he could decide how to bring it up with Jiang Lan: "Yun, are you sure your dad and Aunt Zhao did that?"
Jiang Jun half-knelt in front of Chen Yuanwu, massaging the muscles around his leg wound. Hearing this, he sneered, "If my dad had stayed in Chuncheng and not come back, he might have had a baby with Zhao Yi by now."
Chen Yuanwu shuddered for a moment, then regained his composure and asked earnestly, "Does Lan have the same opinion as you?"
Jiang Jun curled his lips. "What does it matter if Lan and I have different opinions? It's my dad who's getting married, not Lan."
Chen Yuanwu was stunned for a moment: "Don't you need to consider Lan's feelings?"
Jiang Jun stopped kneading, and a famous quote from a certain king suddenly popped up in his mind: "Marriage is like wearing shoes. Only your feet know whether it fits."
Chen Yuanwu was so amused by this inappropriate metaphor that he had to continue asking, "I think your father might care about other people's opinions."
Jiang Jun narrowed his eyes. "My dad has always been like that. He's so concerned about other people's opinions that he blindly compromises his already unhappy marriage. And the result is that he's hurting both himself and others, isn't it?! Humph, if he's still concerned about others this time, I'll find a good match for Aunt Zhao!"
The deputy team leader in her current unit and the same office is about the same age as Jiang Yonghua. He used to be a university teacher. He is knowledgeable, gentle and elegant, and his appearance and character are as good as Jiang Yonghua.
Even if Zhao Meilan really couldn't marry Jiang Yonghua, she could still visit Zhao Meilan often.
Chen Yuanwu was shocked: "Can it be operated like this?"
If he had wavered a little at the beginning, or shown that he cared about his family's opinions, would Yun have abandoned him?
Jiang Yun thought it was natural: "Aunt Zhao is so outstanding, she deserves a good man. Why does she have to hang herself on a tree?"
After staying in this time and space for several years and changing several environments, Jiang Jun summed up a rule: people who have received so-called civilized education in the city are, on the contrary, even less able to express their true feelings truthfully. They always have to consider the opinions of their parents, colleagues, leaders, relatives and friends, but they never consider their own feelings.
It is common for lovers to not be together, and it is even more common in society to be unable to express one's feelings.
When they compromise in front of a strong collective consciousness, they will subconsciously ask their children and family members to compromise as well. As a result, when the society opens up a few decades later, many people will throw away the so-called family shackles and blindly pursue freedom.
Jiang Yun also discovered that, in fact, as long as you put aside other people's opinions and dare to express your feelings to the person you love, love can really sprout easily.
If you don’t dare, then don’t waste their time!
Chen Yuanwu secretly exclaimed, "That was a close call. Yun, do you think so too?"
Jiang Jun was so flustered that he didn't even realize what was going on: "What do you mean by 'me too'? That's exactly what I thought!"
Chen Yuanwu held his forehead. When the shrapnel hit his skull, it didn't seem to hurt as much as it does now. "Yun!"
Jiang Jun heard that Chen Yuanwu's tone was not right, looked up, and couldn't help laughing: "Old Wu, don't take it personally!"
She once lived in a completely open society, especially when she was in Jiang Heng's crew. Those stars who became famous overnight would be nice to you today and nice to him tomorrow, and would even deliberately create scandals from time to time to attract attention.
If Chen Yuanwu knew about those actions that destroyed people's worldview, he might look at her differently.
Chen Yuanwu's mouth curved downwards. "Who made you so outstanding? And you will meet more outstanding people."
Jiang Jun gave Chen Yuanwu a glare of disapproval: "This is my dad's business, why are you dragging it into your hands?"
Chen Yuanwu sighed softly, "If your father wants to be with Aunt Zhao, then our wedding should wait until your father finishes his wedding before it's our turn."
Jiang Jun couldn't stop laughing: "Why are you worrying so much? Even my dad doesn't care about you this much!"
Chen Yuanwu coughed lightly and said seriously, "Of course I have to think about it. You just said that your father and Aunt Zhao will have another baby. Your future brothers and sisters can't be older than our children, right?"
Jiang Jun thought of his cousin Wang Hailiu, who was born in the same year and month as him, and laughed again: "Look at you, you are obviously close in age, but you insist on using generational differences to torture your brain. Isn't this just caring about what others think?"
"That's right! Your father has to create his own happiness and can't let other people's feelings interfere with it." Chen Yuanwu completely understood and immediately applied it to other situations: "They are them, and we are us. Only the person who drinks the water knows whether it is hot or cold."
Just like how he and Chen Yuefei watched Chen Zhong and Ye Qingyin get along, he always shared his mother's joys and sorrows, while Chen Yuefei always ignored it: "Why do you always care about our mother's affairs? Why do you care whether she is happy or not? If she is not happy, let our father coax her!"
As the eldest son, since his father was away from home all year round leading troops, he naturally had to bear the emotions from his mother. Even in his studies, he chose his major according to his mother's preferences.
Although he later obeyed his father's opinion and joined the army, and insisted on his own opinion to choose his beloved to marry, but deep in his heart, every time he refuted his mother, he would feel more guilty.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yonghua's incident opened a new door for his view on marriage.
Jiang Jun placed one hand on Chen Yuanwu's shoulder, propped himself up, and gave Chen Yuanwu a big kiss on the lips: "You are a teachable boy. I will give you a reward!"
The beauty took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, so how could Chen Yuanwu let her go? He hugged her tightly and enjoyed his benefits to the fullest.
His thoughts changed, and Chen Yuanwu couldn't help but become extremely enthusiastic.
After a long while, the two separated breathlessly.
Jiang Jun wanted to stand up: "I touched your wound."
Chen Yuanwu didn't let go: "It's okay." He put his hand under Jiang Yun's skirt, pinched her softness, and lowered his head to smell her sweetness: "Yun, let me taste it, okay?"
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