The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

Jiang Furong's voice was a little higher, and some people in the crowd watching the winter swimming nearby were unhappy when they heard it.

"Do you understand this exercise?"

"He's quite lenient despite his age!"

"Who's pretending? What's it got to do with you? You look pretty good pretending!"

"Ignore her. Judging from her accent, she's from out of town. She's definitely never seen winter swimming."

Those who rushed to speak were basically residents living nearby and winter swimming enthusiasts.

People who always come here to watch the fun are only surprised that they are not afraid of the cold, or envy their good health.

No one wanted to hear the sudden criticism, and everyone started talking at once to attack Jiang Furong.

Jiang Furong was so angry that her face turned pale: "With such big words saying 'No Swimming', who will be held responsible if something happens?"

"Don't talk nonsense if you haven't seen winter swimming before."

"Nothing ever happened."

"If you can't speak, just stay away and cool off."

"If something really happens, it's you who's complaining here."

Jiang Furong had never seen a group of people coming together to quarrel, and she was not there to quarrel.

In order to make her thoughts clear to everyone, she raised her voice: "I'm kindly reminding you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Heng hurried forward, holding Jiang Furong's arm with one hand and waving at everyone with the other, saying, "My cousin is from out of town and has never seen winter swimming. Sorry to bother you."

When everyone saw a young man with the same local accent as them and wearing military pants, some of them shut up and stopped talking.

However, there were still one or two who were not afraid of trouble and said indignantly: "You haven't seen it before, yet you ask questions and accuse others of pretending. Isn't that bullying?"

"Take him home quickly and don't show up here."

"You guys swim slowly, we'll be leaving now." Wei Heng said, waving his hand, pushing off his skates with force, and gliding away with Jiang Furong, leaving behind all those nice and unpleasant words.

After this incident, Jiang Furong's mood was greatly affected and her face looked not very good.

Wei Heng returned his skates, went to the check-in counter, took out his military coat and cap, and dressed neatly. He smiled and said, "There were a lot of people there just now. Look at what I was wearing. It was inappropriate for me to say anything."

Originally, Wei Heng wanted to take Jiang Furong to see something new, but Jiang Furong turned out to be uncharacteristically picky and started an argument with someone.

It’s not convenient to ask why or to comfort him outside right now. The most urgent thing is to take him home first.

"Are you tired after skating?" Wei Heng asked carefully.

Jiang Furong had recovered by then and realized that she had been reckless. She stopped talking and just shook her head.

"Come on, I'll carry you." Wei Heng opened his arms and squatted slightly: "No need to thank me, I'm just doing a good deed by sending the little girl home, you just need to write an article to praise me."

Jiang Furong bit her lip and shook her head: "I can walk by myself."

Wei Heng stood up straight and asked tentatively: "You don't say you hate me? You don't say I'm bad?"

Jiang Furong closed her eyes.

Like the girls in the movies, she raised her two little fists and hit her boyfriend, yelling "hate" and "you're bad" while stomping her little feet...

Just imagining that scene made Jiang Furong feel her scalp tingling.

I can't do it at all.

How could she possibly hate someone who helped her resolve the social crisis in time and now is trying to help her out?

It's not okay to say the opposite.

Jiang Furong pursed her lips to hold back her laughter: "Is it okay if I just like you?"

Wei Heng smiled happily.

His good girl didn't make a fuss and didn't need to be coaxed. Instead, she coaxed him instead, which got her a lot of points.

The two of them walked home as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Furong took the initiative to say that she wanted to take a look in the alley.

Wei Heng said: "It's winter now. Those who need to go to work go to work, those who need to go to school go to school, and those who don't need to go out stay at home with their doors closed."

What’s so interesting about a bare alley?

"I just want to see the places where you played as a child." Jiang Furong insisted: "Did you stay home and do your homework after school?"

Wei Heng smiled and said, "That's true. My mom took me to visit my dad, and when I came back I learned how to draw battle maps. I can even draw a ten-mile radius around here very clearly."

He has marked everything around him, every brick and tile, every blade of grass and every tree.

Wei Heng took Jiang Furong into an alley, and not long after they walked in, they heard the sound of reading aloud.

"Is this the elementary school you used to attend?" Jiang Furong looked around curiously.

Nothing can be seen through the high wall.

Wei Heng shook his head: "My elementary and middle schools are near my mother's workplace. Do you want to see it? I'll take you there."

Jiang Furong was stunned: "Why go to such a far place instead of the one near?"

"My grandpa's house is over there. I've lived there since I was a child." Wei Heng explained, "It's unfortunate that you came back this time. My grandparents are recuperating."

Jiang Furong was confused: "Isn't your grandfather from the south?"

Wei Heng had no choice but to explain in more detail: "I'm from the south, but I stayed in Beijing after liberation. My grandfather was injured and had shrapnel in his body. The pain was severe in the winter, so he went to the south every winter to recuperate."

Jiang Furong was even more confused: "Then why did you sign up for the military and take the entrance exam yourself?"

The Wei family has both literary and military talents, so they can obviously have a better path to take, and they can obviously go straight to the top!

Wei Heng smiled: "My grandfather's achievements are not mine, and my father's abilities are not mine either. Only by following in their footsteps can I know what I want to do and what I can do."

Jiang Furong was a little confused: "I have to start from scratch to know what I want to do? Can't I learn from the experience of my predecessors? Or do you not want to follow the path they arranged for you?"

Is it true that there is a rebellious child living inside every good child?

Was it because he concealed it so well that she didn't notice?

Wei Heng smiled and said, "From one to ten, it's not enough to just listen to what the seniors say. You have to walk the road yourself and fight the battle yourself. Only by practicing it yourself can you know where the fighting spirit and confidence to win come from."

Jiang Furong was shocked.

The difference between people is beyond intelligence.

Wei Heng saw Jiang Furong was stunned and asked her, "Do you think what I said is right?"

Jiang Furong's eyes sparkled with stars: "You're right, and you're even more right! I admire you more than anything else now!"

Wei Heng was caught off guard by Jiang Furong again: "You keep throwing sugar-coated bullets at me like this, and I take them seriously!"

Jiang Furong nodded vigorously: "Everything I said is true, I can swear to heaven!"

Wei Heng blinked and looked at Jiang Furong mischievously: "We swore an oath this morning, so remember to have a drinking contest with me when we get home!"

Jiang Furong was petrified for a second, blinked her eyes, and said with forced composure, "What's the point of drinking? I toast you! From now on, you're my boss. You can't make progress on your own. If you want to fly, you have to take me with you!"