Remember [Net..] in one second! Jiang Jun glared at Wang Hailiu, speechless. "Liu! I just told you not to make up stories, and now you're making one up on me! You want me to get angry with you, right?"
Fortunately, Zhang Xiuying had already divorced Jiang Yonghua, otherwise Wang Hailiu's words would have thrown the Jiang family into chaos.
Wang Hailiu trembled with fear and waved his hands repeatedly: "This is the last time, I promise this is the last time!"
There was no way, this habit was shaped by the environment. His usual working environment was extremely harsh, and the people he worked with were all illiterate and honest. Apart from being strong, they relied on telling dirty jokes to entertain themselves. The more boring his life was, the more boring his mouth became.
When Jiang Yun was in middle school, he went back to Laoyinggou and stayed there for half a year. He realized that some people had no regard for food, sex, and love. It was amazing that Wang Hailiu could persist in learning Mandarin and reading in such an environment.
However, in order for Wang Hailiu to stay stable in the art troupe, some words must be spoken more seriously.
Jiang Jun put his hands on his hips and glared at him fiercely: "Comrade Wang Hailiu, you are now a soldier. Your every word and action represents the army. If you continue to say such stupid things, you will ruin your bright future! Others make mistakes and are put in solitary confinement, but if you make a mistake, I can let you leave the army and return home. Do you believe it?"
Normally at work, she hears and hears powerful official speeches. Now that she is angry, her words also have an official tone and are very resounding.
Wang Hailiu quickly raised his fist and swore, "If I dare to say something irrelevant to the performance again, I will make my tongue rot and become mute!"
Jiang Jun stared fiercely into Wang Hailiu's eyes, confirming that Wang Hailiu truly wanted to repent. "Alright, go think of a few funny jokes first. After dinner, I'll come to the art troupe and you can tell me some more."
Wang Hailiu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Jiang Jun didn't give up on him, he could prepare a hundred jokes. "Yes! I'll go right away."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran as fast as he could. He didn't even dare to stay in the practice room. He ran back to the dormitory to rummage through his luggage to find his notebook.
Jiang Jun saw that it was almost time to get off work, so she decided to go back to Chen's house first to see what Chen Jing's condition was.
When I opened the door to the living room, the whole room was filled with the aroma of chicken soup. No need, this was specially prepared by Ye Qingyin for Chen Jing.
Sister Liu poked her head out of the kitchen. "Jiang, are you hungry? Would you like a bowl of soup first? The deputy commander is coming back for dinner, so dinner will be a little late today."
Jiang Jun shook his head: "No, I'll go upstairs first."
The second floor was quiet. Ye Qingyin's bedroom door was closed, and voices could be heard.
Chen Yuanwu stood at the door of the study with a cold face, ignoring Jiang Jun's smile, took Jiang Jun's hand and went back to the room, closed the door with his backhand, pressed Jiang Jun against the door without saying a word, and bent down to kiss her.
Jiang Jun was startled. The door was not tightly closed. Xia slept with the window open. When there was wind, the loose door lock would make a rattling sound. Now the two of them were pressed against the door. If she struggled a little, there would be a noise.
Chen Yuanwu raised his hand to hold Jiang Yun's head and kissed her deeply.
This sudden and angry kiss confused Jiang Jun.
In front of her, Chen Yuanwu was always kind and gentle, caring for her with all his heart, making her feel like she was in the spring breeze.
Jiang Jun didn't know what had happened to make Chen Yuanwu so unhappy. She couldn't see his expression, but could only feel his volcanic passion and his hands moving slowly with the heat of lava.
After a long while, Chen Yuanwu raised his head. His eyes were bright and his aura was restrained, like a cheetah that had just caught its prey, exuding a devouring aura.
Jiang Jun was a little scared, but also a little happy. Chen Yuanwu aroused her excitement to watch and participate in the hunting.
"Lao Wu," Jiang Jun put his arm around Chen Yuanwu's neck, and kissed his face, lips, and chin, saying, "You're so charming like this! I love you so much!"
Chen Yuanwu's throat tightened, and he was ignited by Jiang Yun's unconventional way of playing. His passion burst out and he started to touch her all over.
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During dinner, it was Jiang Jun's turn to remain silent. He just lowered his eyelids, chewed slowly, and was surprisingly quiet.
Chen Jing was sullenly picking at the rice in her bowl and hardly picking up any vegetables.
Ye Qingyin also did not persuade him normally, but only interacted with Chen Zhong:
"Old Chen, this beef bone stew with white radish must be eaten while it's hot. The butter on top will freeze if it gets a little cooler. You're so busy, so eat more hot food."
"Old Chen, we have some dried yam at home. I'll make you some porridge tomorrow morning. Yam is good for your spleen and stomach."
"Old Chen, eat a few bites of this fried leek and egg omelet, or you'll have to drink more water at night and sleep poorly."
Chen Yuefei looked curiously at the taciturn Chen Jing and Jiang Jun, then at the cheerful Chen Yuanwu, and the aloof Chen Zhongye Qingyin. He had been out for the entire afternoon. What was going on at home?
"Mom, why do you always tell my dad to eat this and that, but never ask me what I want to eat? My dad loves leeks and eggs, so you told him to eat less. We've always heard that my dad was injured by eating yams, and you're still using yams to nourish his spleen and stomach. Do you care about my dad?"
Ye Qingyin glanced at her son and asked, "How can I be called caring?"
Chen Yuefei said with a playful smile: "Just like my brother, Jun glanced at the bowl of food on the table, and my brother took the food to her without saying a word."
Jiang Jun paused, mustered up the courage to quickly glance at Chen Yuanwu, and immediately her face flushed red. She choked accidentally, covered her mouth, stood up, and quickly walked to the kitchen to cough into the sink.
Chen Yuefei seemed to have discovered a new world and looked at Chen Yuanwu in confusion: "Brother, what's going on?"
Chen Yuanwu sat there calmly, his eyes flashing towards Chen Jing: "Nothing."
This riddle made Chen Yuefei even more confused, and he turned to study Chen Jing's expression.
Chen Jing pouted, her eyes already red. Seeing Chen Yuefei looking at her without any courtesy, she put the bowl on the table and choked, "I don't want to eat anymore." She stood up and walked upstairs quickly, rushed into her room, closed the door, lay down on the bed, buried her face in the quilt, and burst into tears.
She ran home excitedly in the afternoon and proposed what she thought was a perfect plan to study abroad. However, her eldest brother was even angrier than her mother. He gritted his teeth and scolded her. He repeated the tragic fate of the two fugitives and completely shattered her dream of studying abroad.
The matters of those who escaped were all confidential, and Chen Yuanwu's account was very convincing, so Ye Qingyin and Chen Jing had to believe it.
Chen Jing was afraid of the potential dangers of going abroad, and hated her elder brother for ruining her plans. She felt very conflicted. Seeing her elder brother and Sister Yun showing their affection at the dinner table, she thought that her own vague love was hopeless, and she cried more and more sadly.
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