The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

In full view of everyone, Jiang Furong asked the projectionist for a piece of insulating tape.

Jiang Guoqing even forgot his duty to reserve a seat and ran over to ask her, "Sister, what do you want this for?"

"It's useful! You'll know when you see how I use it." Jiang Furong carefully put the insulating tape into her coat pocket. The adhesive strength of this thing was not strong enough, so it would not stick well if it got dust or sweat on her hands.

"Come home for dinner, grandma and the others are waiting for you."

Jiang Guoqing immediately shook his head: "I'm not going home. Bring me some food. I still need to occupy some territory!"

Before he could finish his words, a tall boy came over and kicked Jiang Guoqing in the butt: "I told you to take your seat, why are you running around? Your spot has been taken!"

The kick was so powerful that Jiang Guoqing staggered and fell to the ground, where he landed in the mud. The two boys behind the tall boy burst into laughter.

Jiang Furong didn't say anything, but swung her backhand and punched the tall boy in the chest.

The tall boy was caught off guard and was knocked back two steps. He also sat on the ground and yelled angrily at Jiang Furong, "Who the hell are you? How dare you hit me!"

The children who had occupied the seats shouted, "There's a fight!" and gathered around. Among the little boys watching the excitement was a classmate of Jiang Guoqing. One of them said, "This is Jiang Guoqing's older sister."

The tall boy stood up, waving his fists and rolling up his sleeves as he roared, "I'm not afraid of you, even if you're a fucking bastard! I'll beat you until you roll on the ground!"

The projectionist quickly stopped them: "Stop fighting! You'll break the speakers! Go back to your seats!"

To these boys who were running around outside all day, the projectionist was just an ordinary soldier and there was nothing to be afraid of. They just took a step back and continued to watch the fun.

Jiang Furong glanced at the tall boy who was about the same height as herself and guessed that he was a kid in the fourth or fifth grade, the leader of a group of kids.

From a physical point of view, Jiang Furong is not afraid as long as the followers behind him do not take action.

Besides, there are soldiers here. If a fight really breaks out, they can call for help to maintain order.

The kids in the compound didn't really fight. They were classmates, and their fathers were comrades-in-arms. The so-called fighting was just a bluff to give themselves courage.

Jiang Furong snorted contemptuously, "Are you Huang Shiren? It was Huang Shiren who beat Yang Bailao to his knees and beg for mercy!"

That’s right, the movie to be shown tonight is "White-Haired Girl". She was sharp-eyed and saw the words "White-Haired Girl" written on the wooden box containing the movie film.

An adult nearby tutted his words in support: "Huang Shiren is evil. He beat Yang Bailao to the ground and finally beat him to death."

The tall boy was furious: "You called me Huang Shiren, I will fight you!"

He rushed forward with his arms waving wildly.

Jiang Furong dodged to the side, and the tall boy pounced on the projectionist.

The projectionist had just set up the loudspeaker and turned on the switch to test the current when he was unexpectedly hit in the chest. The loudspeaker emitted a sharp buzzing sound of electricity.

There was a little boy who was just watching the fun and yelled, "Oh oh oh, the speaker is broken, Cai Xiaoqiang, you're going to get beaten again!"

Cai Xiaoqiang scrambled to his feet, his face flushed red. "First squad deputy, second squad deputy, come on."

He asked his two personal followers to fight together.

Jiang Furong had already grabbed a small stool from the group of children watching the excitement and raised it high as a weapon of self-defense: "Cai Xiaoqiang, if you dare to gather a group to fight, I will go to your father to complain!"

Cai Xiaoqiang was anxious: "Bah! If you have the guts, fight me! The one who complains is a coward!"

He was still a child after all, and although he shouted loudly with bluffing words, his body language betrayed him. His feet were nailed to the ground, and he didn't dare to take another step forward.

The two followers also glared at Jiang Furong with their fists clenched.

The projectionist shooed them away: "Go, go, go! If the speakers are broken, we won't be able to watch the movie."

Jiang Furong withdrew her hand and finally had time to ask Jiang Guoqing, "Did it hurt when he kicked you just now?"

Jiang Guoqing had been covering his face, but he quickly opened his hands and said, "It hurts. My butt hurts, my teeth hurt, and they're bleeding."

Wow! The holes on my lips where my teeth had knocked me out were swollen. My face was also scratched and blood was oozing out.

Jiang Furong glanced at Cai Xiaoqiang and said, "I'm taking my brother to the hospital for a checkup now. Just wait!"

It is still necessary to threaten the children.

She put the small stool she had snatched from someone on the ground and took Jiang Guoqing's hand: "I'll take you to see a doctor. You have a broken skin and need an injection."

If you bite yourself, you should get a tetanus shot, right? She wasn't sure.

She only knew that the wound was covered in dust and sand and had to be rinsed clean with saline solution.

But Jiang Guoqing was afraid of doctors and burst into tears: "I don't want injections."

Jiang Furong threatened him: "We need to check if there are any broken bones. You even limp when you walk."

Cai Xiaoqiang was also scared after hearing this and shouted, "You hit me too! My butt hurts too!"

Jiang Furong glared and said, "Then come with me to the hospital!"

Cai Xiaoqiang said stubbornly: "I'm not that delicate! A heroic soldier will not leave the front line even if he is slightly injured!"

This kid was so rude that Jiang Furong almost laughed out loud. She said with a resounding voice, "Cai Xiaoqiang, you bully your classmates, bully those younger than you. What kind of hero are you? Go look at the propaganda board. Heroic soldiers fight the enemy, defend the country, and protect the people. Unlike you, you bully the people!"

The projectionist actually laughed: "Wow! You're quite good!"

Jiang Furong smiled without saying anything, and led Jiang Guoqing away: "Go home and ride your bike, I'll take you to the hospital."

Jiang Guoqing didn't even bother to say hello to his friends and followed his sister home crying.

A bunch of children were left to watch the fun, and several family members who were strolling with their children on the playground also witnessed the scene and sat together to chat.

When they got home, Grandma Jiang and Jiang Xiaocui saw Jiang Guoqing's appearance and felt both distressed and amused: "What's the big deal about a fall? It's okay, no need to see a doctor. Wash your face and eat. After eating, have a good sleep. All wounds will be healed by tomorrow morning."

Jiang Furong insisted on going to the hospital: "I'll take him there by bike and will be back soon."

What a joke. With such an unreasonable person like Hu Xiuqing at home, if she didn't ask a doctor to write a diagnosis, May Day Hu Xiuqing would confuse right and wrong and insist on saying that it was her fault for not taking good care of her. Then she would have the facts in black and white to refute it.

In the end, Jiang Furong and Jiang Xiaocui pushed the bicycle to take Jiang Guoqing to the hospital, while Jiang Zhaohui stayed at home to accompany Grandma Jiang.

Jiang Guoqing made a fool of himself in the hospital. He cried loudly while washing his wound, and half of his face was swollen like a pig's head. After that, he fainted after getting an anti-inflammatory injection. No one knew whether it was an allergy or needle phobia.

But Jiang Xiaocui was so distressed that she promised to make delicious food for him and coaxed him into taking him out to the provincial capital to play.

When Jiang Guoqing woke up, he only cared about one thing: "I'm done for school tomorrow!"