Comrade Guo Damei ate buckwheat noodles, and Feng Qianqian also wanted to eat buckwheat noodles.
If Comrade Guo Damei eats corn porridge, then Comrade Feng Qianqian can forget about drinking millet porridge.
In short, her three meals a day were arranged meticulously, so it was good enough that she could eat her fill, let alone nourish her body.
Feng Qianqian was in a terrible state of distress, but she dared not complain, for fear that Comrade Guo Damei would take offense at her attitude and drag her out to be paraded through the streets in public.
Feng Qianqian couldn't bear the shame, so she had to keep a low profile.
If she had known that the person sharing the ward was Guo Damei, a member of the Revolutionary Committee, she would have had to hold back even if she wanted to strangle Yun Jin.
Looking at Yun Jin, who was gloating and watching the show, Feng Qianqian's face turned as ugly as could be.
Comrade Guo Damei felt sorry for Yun Jin: "Go back and rest well while you are heavily pregnant, take good care of your health, and contribute to the reproduction of the motherland. As for Comrade Feng Qianqian, leave her to me. I will definitely correct her dangerous ideas and never give up on any backward element."
Yun Jin, wearing a tall hat, said: "Comrade Guo is simply a role model for our generation. I want to learn from Comrade Guo, and I also hope that Comrade Feng Qianqian, who has outdated and feudal ideas, can keep up with Comrade Guo's pace."
Guo Damei patted her chest and assured her, "Don't worry, I will definitely correct her and make her a successor to socialism."
Feng Qianqian: "......"
As Yun Jin swaggered away, she gave Feng Qianqian a look that was sure to infuriate her: "Comrade Feng Qianqian, this is a rare opportunity. You must study hard and not let Comrade Guo down."
"If you fall behind, you'll be attacked. You need to improve!" Yun Jin clenched her fist and grinned.
Feng Qianqian: "......"
Get lost, you piece of trash! I've never heard of a bastard being this hard to kill in my past life!
No rush. I just heard that she died along with her unborn child when she was six months pregnant, not that she's talking about now.
She's not even seven months pregnant yet.
Feng Qianqian believed she still had a chance. Once Yun Jin, that bitch, was dead, she could find another opportunity to get close to He Tingchuan.
The current challenge is to deal with Guo Damei, who is watching him like a prisoner.
I was careless; I thought it was a later era with freedom of speech.
In this day and age, we really need to be more careful!
Feng Qianqian scratched her scalp; it was itchy, and it was making her so anxious.
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