The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

They were talking animatedly when Jiang Guoqing came back from school. As soon as he entered the room, he rushed to Jiang Xiaocui and said, "Auntie, I'm hungry. I want to eat some fried peanuts."

Jiang Xiaocui immediately stopped talking and, smiling happily, took Jiang Guoqing's hand to get food: "Come on, the luggage is in the north room. I'll get it for you right away."

Grandma Jiang also stood up and said, "I've been talking for so long that I forgot to cook. Is Zhaohui almost home? Children of this age get hungry quickly and need to eat as soon as they get home. I have to hurry."

The old lady walked towards the kitchen while muttering to herself, rolling up her sleeves and getting ready to work.

"It's almost time. Chaohui will be home at 4:30." Jiang Furong followed behind and walked towards the kitchen.

She is not good at cooking, but she can help out.

Jiang Guoqing ran out of the small dark room, holding his bulging pockets: "Sister, I'm going out to play."

He looked hurried and hurried, and it was obvious that he was taking some snacks with him to look for his friends.

Grandma Jiang smiled and shook her head: "Boys just can't stay at home. It's better to go out and play. They are tough."

Jiang Xiaocui came over with a handful of vermicelli noodles. "Mom, I see there's some pickled cabbage in the cupboard. Can we soak some vermicelli noodles and make some steamed buns with them? I'm going to take these two radishes to Grandma Lu. She still has a few cabbages left over from this morning. I'd like to trade them with her."

Grandma Jiang nodded: "Okay, then you should be more polite when talking to others."

"I understand." Jiang Xiaocui agreed and went out.

Jiang Furong looked at Aunt Sheniu's back and wondered, "Grandma, how come my aunt is so familiar with Grandma Lu all of a sudden?"

She has been with Jiang Xiaocui all the time, so she shouldn't have missed anything.

She was able to barter with her neighbors just half a day after arriving. My aunt's personality of being able to get along with everyone she met is unlike that of my grandmother or my grandfather. My grandfather is more lively and talkative than my grandmother, but he doesn't take the initiative to interact with others.

Grandma Jiang said, "She looks like your sixth uncle. Do you remember him? He came to our house once when you were a child. As soon as he arrived, he would chat with all the neighbors. If he saw anyone talking loudly outside, he would go over to watch the fun. If he happened to catch people really arguing, he would not go home until he had watched the fun to the end."

Jiang Furong had no memory of this uncle whom she had only met once. When she heard that he was following to watch the fun, she couldn't help laughing: "You have to watch the fun when you see others quarreling?"

This gossipy heart is too strong.

Grandma Jiang said, "I just like to watch! Your grandpa scolded him, and he was quite reasonable. He said he only watched fights and never intervened."

Jiang Furong nodded in agreement: "That's good too."

Joining in the fun means getting to the bottom of things, respecting facts, not listening to what others say, and only believing what you see with your own eyes. This is a good habit.

If you don't try to stop a fight, you won't get involved and won't bring yourself into unnecessary trouble.

It's really good.

Grandma Jiang smiled and said, "You are really good at talking. Your Sixth Uncle will praise you when he hears you. Every time he talks about this and that at the dinner table, you are the one who listens the most attentively."

Jiang Furong lit the fire in the stove, clapped her hands and stood up: "I just like listening to stories, and I still like it now."

In her original time and space, she also liked to listen purely, unlike others who liked to watch videos and had to read subtitles to understand them.

Jiang Xiaocui just walked in with two large cabbages in her hand. She casually asked, "There's a small radio in the room where I sleep. Can I listen to it? I turned it on this morning, but there was no sound. Is it broken?"

Jiang Furong remembered that there was a broadcast before dawn: "Yes, there was a broadcast at 5:30 in the morning, talking about scientific pig farming."

Jiang Xiaocui asked back, "That's strange, I was making breakfast around six o'clock then."

"I'll go check it out." Jiang Furong's engineering girl nature kicked in. When she heard there was no sound from the speaker, she immediately went to check what was going on.

The small radio box was hung in the north corner of the small dark room, and the wires were brought in from the black-painted glass window on the north side.

Jiang Furong went in and turned on the radio. There was no noise of electricity. "It's broken. I'll go outside and take a look."

I opened the back door and went out. There was a half-meter-long wire hanging down from the wall above the north window where the electric wires were pulled.

Jiang Furong stepped forward and picked up the wire. The broken end was new, cut by scissors!