As soon as Jiang Jun finished speaking, Chen Yuanwu's classmates all laughed knowingly.
It seems like she’s another fan of Chen Yuanwu!
Sun Jian asked, "Jiang, did Chen Yuanwu tell you that he is the president of our middle school poetry club?"
Jiang Jun was still thinking about Jia Baoyu. When he heard about the poetry club, he thought it was a poetry club related to classical literature and shook his head: "I've only heard him recite poetry and prose."
Sun Jian became interested: "What is he reading?"
Jiang Jun felt embarrassed: "Every time he read it, I fell asleep before I even finished listening."
This is the truth. The love poems that Chen Yuanwu read in her ear were mostly European sonnets.
The only time he would recite it was when she was exhausted and drowsy after the two of them had been intimate. His low and gentle voice was the best lullaby.
Sun Jian laughed heartily: "How could you still fall asleep? Every time he reads his own works in the poetry club, we applaud and ask him to read another one. Chen Yuanwu is the most romantic!"
Chen Yuanwu smiled and said, "That's all in the past. I can't write anymore. Every day I just write reports based on official documents and those unrhymed training summaries."
Jiang Jun held his chin in his hand and turned to look at Chen Yuanwu. "I remember now. I once saw your military contribution on the bulletin board. I even secretly imitated the flowers and lace you drew on the newspaper page, tracing them on handkerchiefs and embroidering them on clothes."
Ge Lifang laughed and said, "Really? We used to make fun of Chen Yuanwu, saying his handkerchiefs had flowers on them and they smelled good. So, would you still embroider flowers on the handkerchief he's using now?"
Jiang Jun smiled and said, "I haven't embroidered for a long time. I like to do other handicrafts."
She turned to show Ge Lifang her braids and hair accessories, a plain gingham headpiece, and a false collar. "I'm thinking about these."
Ge Lifang approached with delight and admired it: "It's really beautiful and stylish!"
Ge Liping asked, "Did you also knit the sweater Chen Yuanwu is wearing?"
Jiang Jun nodded: "Yes!"
That was the winning piece from a foreign men's sweater design competition in her original time and space. She had once asked a designer to knit one for Jiang Yuan, but she hadn't found a chance to give it away, so it came here.
Girls all love beauty, and Ge Liping immediately found a soulmate: "You have such a skillful hand. If you have time, can you help me knit one too?"
Chen Yuanwu immediately refused: "Jiang is busy translating a manuscript."
The sweater he was wearing was from the Warm and Romantic brand, and the workmanship was very delicate. It made him look particularly aristocratic when he wore it. It could be worn close to the body for warmth, or as casual wear for going out. Jiang Jun could only give him such excellent workmanship!
Ge Lifang joked, "Is Jiang so busy? Chen Yuanwu, are you reluctant to let Jiang knit a sweater for my sister?"
Chen Yuanwu didn't deny it. "She also needs to play the piano with her hands. The tips of the knitting needles are very dexterous to her fingers. She also wants to teach me how to play the piano and is currently writing music for me."
Hu Baoguo was stunned: "I can't believe it, Chen Yuanwu, your dreams back then have all come true!"
At this, the other students all remembered and echoed the sigh: "The best people really have the best luck!"
Chen Yuefei asked: "What is my brother's ideal?"
Ye Qingyin walked in with Mo Xiaohui: "Hey, everyone is here, what's going on? It's so lively? I'm so sorry, it's New Year's Day and I had another heart attack. I took some medicine and lay down to rest for a while, so I didn't come to greet you."
As soon as the parents appeared, the lively atmosphere in the living room suddenly became a little quieter.
Although everyone has started working and used to come here often when they were in school, they are still relatively restrained in front of the elders.
Jiang Jun stood up and said, "Mom, please sit here. Yuanwu is going to treat everyone to dinner. I'm going to help Aunt Liu."
Ye Qingyin waved her hand: "Go quickly, these are Yuanwu's best classmates, I treat them like my own children, you have to bring out your best skills."
Chen Yuanwu's classmates just came to see what Jiang Jun looked like. Besides, the elders at home had suffered a heart attack, so they didn't feel comfortable staying for dinner and politely declined.
Generally speaking, during the Chinese New Year, only relatives will stay over for dinner, while classmates will visit each other and make plans to go out and play together.
Jiang Jun couldn't decide who to listen to, so he looked at Chen Yuanwu.
Chen Yuanwu certainly knew what his classmates were thinking: "How about changing it? When I have a holiday, you can all come to my house as guests."
This is what everyone is waiting for: "Okay, then we'll go to your house and have some fun!"
Jiang Jun looked at Mo Xiaohui who had been hiding behind him and invited her with a smile, "Mo Xiaohui, if you're free, come along. I wanted to invite you to my wedding with Yuanwu, but it's a pity Mom couldn't get in touch with you and kept mentioning you."
Mo Xiaohui forced a tearful smile and said, "I'm busy with work. I applied for today's leave over a year ago."
Jiang Jun said with regret, "Well, if you can't come, bring some more wedding candy when you leave. Mom has all your favorite flavors."
In fact, the last sentence was something she thought of on the spur of the moment. At the wedding, Ye Qingyin casually mentioned, "Jing and her sister love to eat this kind of candy the most. We Wu are thoughtful. We know Jing is busy, but we still remember our sister's favorite snacks."
I just heard that Chen Yuanwu’s classmate is Jia Baoyu. Isn’t Jia Baoyu good to his younger sisters?
Jiang Jun had already figured out Mo Xiaohui's attitude and behavior, and thought that Mo Xiaohui was just being too enthusiastic. Now it seems that this is not the case!
Hearing Jiang Jun's seemingly enthusiastic but actually sarcastic words, Mo Xiaohui's smile froze even more. "Ever since joining the army, I haven't had the chance to eat snacks. I've given up candy and rarely eat sweets."
Ge Lifang said, "Mo Xiaohui, Jiang asked you to bring more wedding candy. She wants you to share in her joy and find a partner to get married soon."
In just such a short time, with just a few brief words, Jiang Jun had already been accepted by Chen Yuanwu's good classmates, and they even started to speak up for her.
Mo Xiaohui was a little surprised and hesitated for a moment: "Thank you, I don't need it!"
Mo Xiaohui is married. Her husband is the deputy director of the research institute of her unit. He is a military-level cadre and is 45 years old. His ex-wife died in a research accident, leaving behind a 16-year-old daughter.
Faced with the happiness of Chen Yuanwu and Jiang Jun, Mo Xiaohui really didn't have the courage to talk about getting married herself.
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