The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

Grandma Jiang is basically impartial in her work and treatment of others. The delicious food will be distributed equally to the younger generations, and the youngest one will not receive any extra care.

At this moment, she just picked up a bun and put it in Jiang Guoqing's bowl, and then she picked up some for Jiang Furong and Jiang Zhaohui.

After being yelled at by Hu Xiuqing, the chopsticks in her hand stopped in the bun basket, not knowing whether to pick up the buns or not.

"Grandma, give me one too!" Jiang Furong wiped her hands with the rag on the table, picked up her own bowl to take the bun from her grandma, and sat down calmly: "There were a lot of people on the playground waiting for the movie to start. Cai Xiaoqiang came over and kicked Qingqing to the ground. Everyone saw it. I knocked Cai Xiaoqiang down and immediately sent Qingqing to see a doctor. I have taken very good care of Qingqing!"

Seeing Jiang Furong openly defying him, Hu Xiuqing was so angry that her face became distorted: "Get up right there! If I take good care of you, will Qingqing get hurt?"

Jiang Furong stood up, stared into Hu Xiuqing's eyes, and asked word by word: "Yang Bailao took good care of Xier, but Huang Shiren bullied Xier. Is that Yang Bailao's fault or Huang Shiren's fault?"

Hu Xiuqing was stunned, unable to understand the logic behind this for a moment: "I told you about Qing's injury, why are you talking about Yang Bailao?"

Jiang Furong looked directly into Hu Xiuqing's eyes: "It was Cai Xiaoqiang who injured Qingqing. If there was any fault, it was Cai Xiaoqiang's fault."

She couldn't have made it any clearer.

When an accident happens, blaming others for not doing enough to protect themselves is itself an irresponsible act of taking one's anger out on others.

Hu Xiuqing understood and flew into a rage: "Are you saying I misunderstood you? If you had followed me everywhere, would Cai Xiaoqiang have dared to hit Qingqing? Go back to your room. I told you not to eat, and you can't eat! And you still dare to ask for it? Shame on you!"

This is Hu Xiuqing's usual style. She doesn't care about the truth, she just wants to vent her dissatisfaction and let everyone know that she is unhappy.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was extremely tense.

How could Jiang Furong be frightened? She was waiting for this sentence, and immediately sneered: "Qingqing won't tell me where Cai Xiaoqiang lives, so I will go door to door and knock on the door, I will find out."

Jiang Guoqing was terrified. He had originally thought that under his mother's strong suppression, his elder sister would be confined at home and unable to go out. But he didn't expect that his elder sister would go looking for him right now. He couldn't help but timidly ask, "Sister, why are you looking for Cai Xiaoqiang?"

Jiang Furong asked back: "I just said that, do you remember?"

Jiang Guoqing shook his head stupidly.

Jiang Furong pulled up the corners of her mouth and smiled falsely: "If he hit you, it's his fault. I have to make him apologize. If he is unreasonable, his parents have to be reasonable. If his parents are unreasonable, I will go to his parents' leader. He made a mistake and made me have no food to eat, so I will go to his house for dinner."

Is there any need to ask who is the leader of Cai Xiaoqiang’s parents?

Jiang Guoqing was extremely scared. Although he didn't understand the logic of his sister's words, he vaguely knew that the matter had become serious and he needed to find the parents. If Cai Xiaoqiang was beaten by his father, he would be finished.

"Sister, my mouth hurts. I don't want to eat the buns. You can eat mine," Jiang Guoqing said, grinning at his lips coated with medicine, begging his sister not to go out. "It's cold outside, and your scarf is dirty and you can't wear it."

Hu Xiuqing was rarely questioned when she was angry. Now Jiang Furong not only talked back to him, but also said things that could easily drive him up the wall. She was so angry that her eyes were blazing with fire and curses were on the tip of her tongue, but she endured it again and again and forced herself not to curse out loud.

Hu Xiuqing could see that Jiang Furong was now very bold and ruthless, and she could no longer be controlled by the original words.

"The older he gets, the more disobedient he becomes!" Hu Xiuqing cursed stiffly, trying to save face by forcefully saying, "Go make some porridge for Qingqing. His lip is sore and it hurts when he touches it."

Jiang Furong took out a small medicine bag from her pocket and placed it on the dining table: "The doctor prescribed anti-inflammatory medicine, take it half an hour after the meal."

Then he took the bowl of rice to the kitchen.

She had originally planned to make porridge for Jiang Guoqing as soon as she got home, but now she decided to cook while eating so that she wouldn't have to look at Hu Xiuqing's unreasonable face.

Her goal today was achieved if she could stop Hu Xiuqing from smashing bowls at the dinner table and making indirect accusations in front of her grandmother and aunt.

Jiang Xiaocui hurried over to help: "I'll do it, I'll do it."

Jiang Furong pushed Jiang Xiaocui's hand away: "Aunt, grandma will enjoy her meal only when you accompany her. I'll make porridge and boil some water. After dinner, grandma can take a shower and go to bed."

Her voice was calm and her expression was especially peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Xiaocui was confused. She didn't know whether Jiang Furong was really fine or just pretending, so she had to agree and leave.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was still very awkward. Everyone ate quickly in silence, cleaned up hastily, and went back to their rooms.

In the small room, the small cabinet that Jiang Furong picked up should be usable. Jiang Zhaohui put his and his sister's clothes in it, took off his cotton coat and folded it a few times to use as a pillow, then lay down obediently on the bench, staring at the ceiling without blinking, with no desire to sleep at all.

Another person who couldn't sleep was Grandma Jiang.

"Furong," Grandma Jiang thought for a long time, and finally couldn't help but comfort her granddaughter: "Your mother is just confused. Don't take what she said to heart."

No matter what, the principle of filial piety still needs to be emphasized.

Having an unreasonable mother is bad luck. Whoever has such a mother will be unlucky.

But what can be done? The mother-daughter relationship is there, it cannot be severed. If we fall out now, hold a grudge, and fail to provide for the elderly in their later years, others will criticize us.

Scolding a child for being uncultured and unfilial is equivalent to scolding an elder for not being able to educate his or her children.

Jiang Furong hadn't slept at all. Knowing her sister wasn't asleep either, she echoed her grandmother's words and said, "Grandma, I'm sure I'll remember those hurtful words, but I'm not saying them back or seeking revenge someday. I'm doing it to remind myself not to become that kind of person."

Being open-minded doesn't mean having a bad memory.

Grandma Jiang didn't think that far ahead. She was very pleased that her granddaughter was so sensible and a little excited: "That's good, that's good. I knew Furong was a good child."

Jiang Furong gently corrected him, "Grandma, I'm not a child anymore. The army is recruiting soldiers. As long as you are sixteen years old, you can join the army. I'm seventeen years old now, I'm an adult."

Not to mention seventeen, even if she was seven, she couldn't suffer injustice in vain, and couldn't become an outlet for adults to vent their emotions. She would definitely create a space for herself to hold her head high and proud.

Grandma Jiang was very pleased: "Yes, our Furong is really an adult now! She is sensible and reasonable."