On the way back to Chen's house after the "meeting", Chen Yuefei chased Jiang Yun to ask about the movie.
He hadn't seen much information about World War II at the Infantry School. A large-scale imported film like this, with its magnificent and realistic scenes and high degree of restoration, was exciting enough just by reading the text translation. How much more exciting would the movie be!
Chen Yuefei was particularly addicted to watching war movies. "Hey, as long as the movie is good, I will watch it at least ten times. At that time, I followed the propaganda department's staff to the company. I could ride in a big truck and watch movies. I thought being a soldier was great! My biggest wish was to join the propaganda department and become a film projectionist!"
Jiang Yun almost died of laughter: "Isn't your wish to be the protagonist of a movie? What's the point of showing a movie?"
When she lived in the division headquarters staff quarters, she seldom went to the movies. Firstly, there were few new films, and secondly, some old films had been shown so many times that as soon as the characters in the movie said a line, someone in the audience would pick up the next line.
In the original time and space, Jiang Jun was already accustomed to watching movies on handheld electronic devices. If he watched a movie again, he would only view the part he wanted to watch.
Chen Yuefei also laughed: "I can be the first to see the film when it arrives. I can watch it as many times as I want. It's so cool. And every time I go to a different company, the soldiers' reactions are different. Some stand up and anxiously shout "Charge!", some stand up and shout "Run! The bad guys are here to talk!", and once a soldier put on a bayonet and stabbed the screen directly, which made the projectionist very angry."
Jiang Jun was walking while holding Chen Yuanwu's arm. After hearing this, he laughed even harder and fell on Chen Yuanwu.
Chen Yuanwu turned his head and looked at Jiang Jun with his head slightly lowered: "We will be home soon. Let's go home first. It's windy now. Don't breathe in the cold air."
Chen Yuefei snorted, "Squeamish! How can you be so cool?"
After that, he ran home, leaving them both behind.
Chen Yuanwu stopped and said, "Yun, go back and go to bed early. You are tired today. If Jing comes to talk to you, ignore her!"
The sister he has always loved actually wants to steal his girl away and wants to get his support. No way!
Jiang Jun's thoughts were misplaced, and his face flushed. He tried to prove that he wasn't tired: "It's rare for Jing and I to see each other, and I promised to help her with the music. Jing is really good, she has written more than a dozen pieces of music herself."
It would be best if they could chat for half the night and discuss until midnight, then fall asleep when they are exhausted, so that Chen Yuanwu won’t come to tease her again.
Chen Yuanwu said sternly, "Jing will figure it out herself! I've already looked into it. Jing's dance troupe has several composers who are more than capable of guiding her! You don't have to worry about her. Just think about our marriage and go back to decorate our own home like a bridal chamber."
Jiang Yun was mortified. The word "marriage" suddenly reminded him of their intimate moments that afternoon. He stamped his feet in the snow in anger, "Then don't touch me for a while!"
She remembered that even though they had only been embracing, she had actually fallen asleep. Was she tired? Or was she fainting from a brief burst of excitement? What if Chen Yuanwu had come to her for real while she was asleep? What if she was pregnant?
Jiang Yun, an expert in love theory and a severe phobia sufferer, encountered a problem while still preparing for marriage: there were no birth control pills or emergency contraceptive pills, and all these pills had to be prescribed by a doctor in the hospital!
She couldn't let Chen Yuanwu go to collect the BYT!
In this era, there are no private pharmacies and family planning has not been fully promoted. All contraceptive tools are prescribed by obstetricians and gynecologists.
When there is no other solution, it is best for the two people to separate.
Chen Yuanwu laughed. His family hadn't had time to get a bigger bed yet, so his room still had the one-meter-two bed. The two of them were squeezed together, with no room to turn over. "Okay, I won't touch you. I'll sleep on the floor tonight."
Jiang Jun felt distressed after hearing this: "The ground is so cold, why don't I go sleep with Jing?"
Chen Yuanwu didn't intend to let Jiang Yun and Chen Jing have another chance to discuss things together. He wanted to press on and said, "Let's just spend one night together. I promise not to touch you. I just want to talk to you more. The meeting in Mingjing City is very important. The ministers and others have to go. I have to stay in the office on duty, so I'm afraid I won't be able to pick you up and drop you off!"
After Chen Zhong comes back from the meeting in Beijing, he and Jiang Yun will get married. Counting from now on, they only have to wait another week. They can just find an excuse to talk about work or read books and that'll pass the time!
Sure enough, the topic of work successfully diverted Jiang Jun's nervousness: "No need for pick-up and drop-off. Others go to and from get off work on their own. My colleagues will laugh at me."
Thinking of those colleagues she wasn't very familiar with, Jiang Jun suddenly thought: should she invite these colleagues to her wedding? If so, how should she greet them when they came?
Following this thread, Jiang Jun wondered what the upcoming wedding would be like. Would it really be like in the movies, with the bride and groom wearing red flowers on their chests, grinning and letting everyone tease them?
So, does she have to wait until her silver or golden wedding anniversary to wear those beautiful wedding dresses she has seen, and then take wedding photos again?
Chen Yuanwu looked at Jiang Yun's face, which was changing from crying to laughing. "Yun, what are you thinking about?"
"Wedding dress!" Jiang Jun blurted out, "I really want to wear a wedding dress!"
Chen Yuanwu frowned: "Yun, I'm sorry, I'm a soldier, you can't even wear a cheongsam!"
Jiang Jun finally found an excuse to be upset: "You are not allowed to touch me without wedding photos!"
Chen Yuanwu narrowed his eyes slightly. "Where have you seen a wedding dress? Have you ever seen anyone wearing a wedding dress for a photo in a photo studio?"
Jiang Jun was speechless. She knew that what Chen Yuanwu said was right, but she just wanted to sulk. She felt that she was so childish and ridiculous.
In fact, this is just the most normal interaction between lovers. Once the emotions come out, they can't control it even if they want to.
"Then I'll go buy some cloth and make it myself!" Jiang Jun gritted his teeth, looking angry.
Chen Yuanwu smiled and coaxed her: "Okay, make it yourself. If you don't have a scarf, we can use a mosquito net instead!"
He knew who had a wedding dress, and he could ask Ye Qingyin to borrow it. They couldn't go to a photo studio to take wedding photos, nor could they wear it to the wedding, but after wearing it at home, he could act as a photographer and take all the beautiful photos of Jiang Yun!
The mosquito net was just a joke, a cover.
There was also a wedding gift that he had already decided on and was waiting to give Jiang Yun a surprise during the wedding.
Jiang Jun's temper flared up, and his ability to think was completely gone. He subconsciously kicked Chen Yuanwu, "Okay, then I'll make you a shirt out of mosquito netting, and you can wear it and take pictures with me!"
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