The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

Jiang Furong hadn't rested the whole day and finally felt tired. As soon as her head touched the pillow, she fell into a deep sleep. She couldn't hear any sound, and of course she couldn't hear Hu Xiuqing's sarcasm towards her in the living room outside.

Hu Xiuqing had never thought Jiang Furong was clever, but the guests insisted on saying so, even giving her gifts and insisting on asking her by name to become their disciple. This was too bizarre. She couldn't help but question, "This is really strange! Where did they hear that your sister is a top student? Hey, did they hear it wrong and think they heard 'high school student' instead of 'top student'?"

Jiang Chaohui shook his head silently, pretending to be busy eating rice cakes, and did not respond to his mother.

Her sister taught her how to solve a linear equation with two variables. After she explained it three times, she understood it even more clearly than the math teacher at school.

It’s not wrong to say that my sister is a top student.

But her mother doesn't allow anyone in the family to be smarter than her. Only people outside can be smarter than her mother. She will never tell her sister about how she taught her to do her homework.

Anyway, her brother was just squatting on the ground playing and didn't hear what they were saying. Even if he did, he wouldn't understand what they were saying, so she just pretended not to know.

Jiang Guoqing suddenly interrupted, "Mom, that aunt calls my eldest sister Teacher Jiang. When did my eldest sister become a teacher? Where does she teach? Is she my second sister's teacher?"

Hu Xiuqing frowned, "Your sister isn't a teacher. She was just being polite. It's not true. Qing, this is a matter for adults. Don't go out and talk nonsense!"

Jiang Guoqing made an "oh" sound without understanding what was going on and continued eating. His mother told him that it was not her business to leave him alone.

Hu Xiuqing thought absentmindedly for a while, but still couldn't figure it out. She muttered to herself angrily, "Hmph, a top student! If it weren't for my persistence, would she have been able to finish high school? Hmph, she can only get to where she is today because of me!"

Jiang Guoqing interrupted again: "Mom, my eldest sister must be a top student after graduating from high school, right? She can even help my second sister with her homework."

Hu Xiuqing didn't believe it at all, thinking it was just childish talk: "When did your eldest sister ever teach your second sister? How could she teach? Her brain is so stupid, she doesn't respond to anything you say to her, and she's also clumsy with her words, she doesn't even know how to greet people when she meets them. What can you expect her to teach? Okay, okay, you two, eat quickly, eat more, and when people find out your sister can't teach, even if she gives up, she can't give up the glutinous rice cake."

Jiang Guoqing said as he ate, "Big sister is not stupid. She was arguing with you just now."

To the little boy, the way his sister picked up the pencil to defend herself was so cool.

It would have been fine if he hadn't said anything. But when he did, the anger that Hu Xiuqing had managed to suppress flared up again: "I think your sister has lost her mind. Look at how vicious and cruel she is. If we were in the kitchen, wouldn't she have chopped me with a kitchen knife?"

Jiang Guoqing pointed out the source of the incident: "Mom, you were the one who threw the key at my older sister first."

Children speak without restraint and only know how to watch the fun, but have not yet learned to take sides or take sides.

Hu Xiuqing choked, but couldn't bear to get angry at her precious son. She rolled her eyes at the air and said disdainfully, "She deserves a beating! Who told her to talk back to me?"

Jiang Guoqing said: "You threw the key at the elder sister first, and then you scolded her, so she talked back to you."

Hu Xiuqing's face flushed, and he realized it belatedly: "What happened to you two today? Your sister was not okay this morning, and you are not okay today either!"

His beloved son, who always obeyed him, actually started speaking for that damn girl Jiang Furong!

A little girl who never fought back or retaliated suddenly became a female warrior who dared to resist, and was also regarded as a top student by others!

This is all so wrong!

No, these kids must be hiding something from me!

"What did Jiang Furong say to you?" Hu Xiuqing glanced at the door of the small bedroom and felt an inexplicable chill on his back.

Jiang Zhaohui shook his head, not daring to tell the truth: "I didn't say anything, I just praised Qingqing's neat handwriting and said my homework book was clean."

Jiang Guoqing thought for a moment and said, "Well, my elder sister praised my good handwriting."

Let’s not talk about the story of a man who had to be chased by his mother to feed him while he was fighting. He would feel ashamed himself.

Of course Hu Xiuqing didn't believe it. She asked several times but didn't get anything valuable out of him. She was so angry that she muttered to herself and vented her resentment. Then she washed Jiang Guoqing's face and feet and took him to bed.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Guoqing raised another suggestion: "Mom, I want to sleep alone, like my elder and second sisters."

Hu Xiuqing was surprised at first, then angry: "Did your eldest sister tell you that?"

Jiang Guoqing shook his head: "Zhang Lei said that. He said he slept alone when he was born, and I want to sleep alone too."

Hu Xiuqing breathed a sigh of relief and patted her son's little bottom. "You're just bragging! Children sleep with adults from the moment they're born. Children don't sleep well and always toss and turn. You're like that. You always kick the quilt when you sleep. If you sleep alone and no one covers you with a quilt, you'll get cold. It's so cold today, it's much warmer with your mom."

Jiang Guoqing just mentioned it when he remembered it. After listening to his mother's explanation, he felt that what his mother said made sense: "What if Zhang Lei laughs at me?"

"Why don't you just not tell him?"

"If Zhang Lei came to my house, wouldn't he find out? He would laugh at me!"

"Why don't you just not bring him home to play? We only have a small dark room left, how dare you live in it?"

"I dare not. There are mice in the small dark room."

"So, let's sleep in this room. Go to sleep quickly, because you have to get up early for school tomorrow."

"Oh."

……

When Jiang Dapeng came back, Hu Xiuqing would leave the door open for him. The conversation between mother and son would slip out from the crack of the door and be clearly heard by Jiang Chaohui who was sitting in the living room.

Jiang Furong locked the bedroom door, and Jiang Chaohui couldn't get in. She was afraid of disturbing Hu Xiuqing, so she didn't dare to knock on the bedroom door hard or shout. She stuffed a note under the door to make some noise, and then went outside to knock on the window, but there was no sound in the small bedroom. She guessed that Jiang Furong was sleeping too soundly.

Unable to sleep in his own small bedroom, Jiang Chaohui actually had another choice, which was to sleep in a small dark room.

But she didn't want to go.

The house was dirty and messy, full of junk. There was a loose tile on the roof that let in air, and there were many cracks in the paint on the windows. When you looked out from the small dark room during the day, the cracks looked like a strange face mask, which was scary to look at.

There was also a time when a mouse appeared in the small dark room. Although it was driven away by her father, she always felt that the mouse was still hiding in some corner and would run out and bite her when she fell asleep. Then she would bleed, get an infectious disease, and then die.

Jiang Chaohui sat at the table and cried silently. Finally, he couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep on the table.