Jiang Jun smiled without thinking, "What does it matter if he's a few years older? Liu'er and I were born in the same year and month, so I still have to call him uncle!"
Suddenly realizing something was wrong, she stared at Jiang Yonghua with wide eyes: "Dad, is that right? Huh?"
Jiang Yonghua's old face was red as if it was about to drip red oil: "Yeah!"
He is almost fifty years old, half buried in the ground. How embarrassing it is for him to admit such a thing in front of his daughter!
Jiang Jun covered his mouth with his hands, overjoyed: "Dad! Congratulations!"
She herself doesn't want to have children, but she's very willing to see Jiang Yonghua and Zhao Meilan have children. After all, as long as it's not her own child, it doesn't matter to her who has the child.
Jiang Yonghua said shyly, "I haven't told anyone else yet. You're the third person to know."
He tied for first place with Zhao Meilan.
They haven't completed the formalities yet, so this is an opportunity to find his daughter to cheer him up.
Hey, why did things turn out like this again?
He had agreed to come and support his daughter.
In the end, he needs his daughter to give him strength.
Jiang Jun suddenly felt his appetite open, and all his worries disappeared. "Okay, let's eat first, and then we can talk about the way back later."
It’s better to give birth early, so that Jiang Yonghua won’t have any thoughts about Zhang Xiuying when he sees her.
Well, I am in a good mood. When I take street photos, the desolate and deserted Xiaohuai River feels particularly ancient.
Jiang Yonghua felt relieved, and immediately felt relieved. He hurried back to make pancakes and porridge for Jiang Yun: "Don't just shoot in one place, there are so many more sights in Lingcheng!"
Thinking about remarrying and finding a stepmother for his daughter, Jiang Yonghua felt guilty again and wanted to make up for his debt.
What's more, his daughter was helping him push the cart up the slope. Apart from cooking a few more meals for his daughter, it seemed that there was nothing he could do to repay her.
Jiang Jun didn't want to go to work. He sat in the office anxiously waiting for the report from the Municipal Bureau. He would rather go out and say, "Dad, I'll take a day off tomorrow and go with you to find my roots!"
Jiang Yonghua said sadly: "I don't know if I can find it."
Jiang Yun: "If it's Jiang Yonghui, we can find him!"
She could see that Jiang Yonghua wanted to talk about it but was afraid to do so. When talking about his past, he always said something and then started to avoid the topic.
The dead cannot be resurrected, and Jiang Yonghui’s death was not caused by Jiang Yonghua’s failure to send money.
If Jiang Yonghui is really Jiang Yonghua's cousin, then he should go find Uncle Jiang and his wife as soon as possible.
At worst, people will accuse her of abusing her power for personal gain.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yonghua said, "Xiaojun, I don't know if the Jiang Yonghui you are talking about is my cousin."
It's a false joy and a false sorrow.
Jiang Jun shook his head: "Dad! Should we all go and take a look?"
Jiang Yonghua suddenly felt a sense of homesickness: "I'm afraid of having the same name as someone else."
Jiang Jun encouraged him, "Don't worry, if not, then just treat it as a field trip. The scenery over there is also very beautiful!"
Jiang Yonghua breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll take a few photos of you too and bring them back for Yuanwu to see so he can feel at ease."
Jiang Jun didn't care: "What's the point of taking pictures of me? He calls me often."
Looking at photos is not as good as seeing the person!
It’s not like she won’t go back to the capital!
Jiang Yonghua didn't understand Jiang Yun's habits and thought he had discovered a new problem.
He saw that he would be moved and excited whenever Chen Yuanwu was mentioned, but Jiang Jun, who had separated from her husband shortly after their marriage, did not have any special reaction. It was impossible to tell from her expression or tone whether she missed him or not.
Jiang Yonghua finally put down the second major worry in his heart and began to think about his daughter's mood. He deliberately said, "Let Dad practice his skills taking portraits. Xiaojun, do you still remember the photo of you wearing a Korean dress? I see Yuanwu has it hidden under the glass in his office, looking at it every day! Yuanwu said you cried on the phone, and he was so worried. I think he almost wants to switch places with me!"
Logically speaking, Chen Yuanwu's expression was the proper reaction of a newlywed couple.
Jiang Jun was thinking that Comrade Lao Wu's absence didn't mean there was no danger, so it was better if he didn't come: "Dad, he's busy. I can take care of myself. I don't need him to worry about me!"
You should be praised for not causing trouble for your husband, right?
Jiang Yonghua thought the couple had a disagreement and Chen Yuanwu was eager to make peace, but Jiang Jun deliberately kept it a secret and advised, "Xiao Jun, young people, if there are any misunderstandings, you should clarify them as soon as possible. Yuanwu is really busy at work. I see he lives in the office. If you have time, don't wait for him to call you. Call him more often when it's convenient for you. Keeping the morale of the troops stable is very important!"
Jiang Jun disagreed with Jiang Yonghua's words, but he really enjoyed his father's concern, so he smiled and agreed: "Okay, I get it!"
Jiang Yonghua advised, "Xiaojun, I understand you better. What's on your mind? You keep it bottled up inside and don't want to say it. But if you don't say it, who can guess what's going on? Uh, of course, I know you take after me. Hey, Yuanwu is a promising man, capable of great things. You'd better not be so reserved in front of him, and don't keep him in suspense."
In short, the cold war between husband and wife is not good.
Unfortunately, as he spoke, he started talking about his own shortcomings. The more he spoke, the more it felt like he was exposing his own weaknesses, so Jiang Yonghua couldn't continue.
Jiang Jun nodded vigorously: "Okay!"
Jiang Yonghua was satisfied then, and he went to the vegetable company with Jiang Jun to buy some fish, saying that he wanted to make fermented fish for her.
Jiang Yun rushed to pay the money. Jiang Yonghua didn't say anything. He was still relieved. He was a high-ranking official with a high salary. His daughter had married the right man.
Luo Haixiang walked around the area for a few rounds before finally seeing Jiang Jun appear: "Xiao Jiang, you're finally back!"
Jiang Jun was pleasantly surprised: "Luo Haixiang, you're here! I was just looking for you to go to your sanatorium together tomorrow! This is my dad!" She excitedly introduced them to each other: "Dad, this is Luo Haixiang, the pilot!"
Luo Haixiang quickly saluted Jiang Yonghua.
Jiang Yonghua nodded politely: "Come in and sit down. Let's have dinner together?"
Jiang Jun: "Okay! Dad, you cook, I'll talk to Luo Haixiang. He likes meat, so we can just cook all the fish. We can braise it, dry it, or fry it."
Luo Haixiang: "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Jiang!"
Jiang Yonghua: “…”
He was polite to her, but his daughter was not polite to him even to outsiders!
Jiang Yonghua had no choice but to use all his skills to fight in the kitchen.
Luo Haixiang sat down: "I have something important to tell you, come here first!"
Jiang Jun looked at the envelope Luo Haixiang took out of his bag and her heart skipped a beat: "Is it from Uncle Jiang?"
Luo Haixiang held it with his hand and said, "Keep it safe! I went there this afternoon, and Uncle Jiang had already left. I got this letter from someone else."
Jiang Jun was startled: "Gone? What do you mean?"
Luo Haixiang said hurriedly: "Leaving, just leaving, not leaving."
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