The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

Jiang Furong thought, you are either not at home, or when you are finally at home, there is that domineering Hu Xiuqing, and I don’t even have the chance to say a word to you.

However, I am no longer the same person I once was, and now is the time to change.

"It just so happened that Team Leader Fu from the kitchen squad was sending a team leader named Wei to the county bus station to catch a bus, so I followed Team Leader Wei to the provincial capital. He bought the platform ticket and the bus ticket for me." Jiang Furong finished the story in a few words, but omitted Wei Heng's full name.

Jiang Dapeng raised his eyebrows. "Team Leader Wei? Who is he? Is he also from the kitchen team?"

Buying tickets and entering the station are understandable, but finding the way and people in the provincial capital without making any mistakes requires one to be familiar with the provincial capital.

Which squad leader needs to go to the provincial capital frequently for work? Jiang Dapeng thought for a while, but he really couldn't think of any department that would have such a thing.

Jiang Furong tilted her head. "I don't know. I just saw that he was very familiar with Captain Fu, and I thought he must be a good person, so I asked him to help buy the ticket. He was very enthusiastic. He was afraid that I would miss the train, so he bought a platform ticket and even walked me in. I thought Dad knew him, so I thought I would find a chance to thank him when you came back."

Jiang Dapeng nodded. "It's only right to thank him. I'll go to the kitchen and ask Xiao Fu when I get back to work and we'll know." After thinking for a moment, he added, "It might be a soldier from one of the companies on home leave."

Jiang Furong smiled and said, "Well, I'm lucky anyway. Otherwise, I'd be waiting here at the county bus station, with no one to see or ask, and no idea when I'd be able to pick up my grandma."

Grandma Jiang continued, "It's no wonder that our Furong is so smart! She's always thinking! The distance from the provincial capital train station to the provincial capital bus station is quite long, with many intersections and turns. Xiao Cui and I wanted to ask someone for directions, but we never thought of hiring a cart! Having a cart is so convenient when you're out and about. It's effortless and you can get anywhere quickly! Our Furong is really capable."

This series of praise made Jiang Furong blush, and she pushed her backer out to take the credit: "Grandma, it's not me who's capable, it's my dad's job. When squad leader Fu and squad leader Wei heard that I was from Deputy Section Chief Jiang's family, they were especially polite to me."

Grandma Jiang smiled and said, "No matter how good your father is at his job, he still needs you to be perceptive, sweet-talking, and smart!"

Jiang Dapeng laughed: "Mom, you are still the same as always, praising Furong endlessly as soon as you see her."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang in the bedroom. It was the sound of something hitting the wall and then falling to the ground, startling everyone who was talking in the living room.

Jiang Dapeng hurriedly stood up, walked to the bedroom door and just called Xiuqing, when he heard a child crying from the cabin.

Grandma Jiang stood up nervously: "Oh, it's Xiao Baoying who has woken up. Maybe he was frightened? I'll go check it out."

The door was not closed tightly and opened easily when pushed. Xiao Baoying's sad cry was extremely clear in the darkness.

"Do you need to pee? Come, give me the child," Grandma Jiang reached out and took the child from Jiang Xiaocui's arms, patting him skillfully: "Don't cry, little treasure, grandma will help you pee."

Jiang Xiaocui whispered, "What was that noise just now? Xiao Baoying must have woken up with a start. I was startled too."

Grandma Jiang closed her eyes for a moment and whispered, "What else could that sound be?" Then she carried little Baoying to the kitchen and said, "Xiao Cui, bring me a small stool. It's warm next to the stove so you don't get cold when you pee."

Jiang Guoqing also wants to go: "I want to see it."

Jiang Furong grabbed her brother's arm and said, "What's so good about this? Are you full? If you're full, go back to your room and sleep."

To prevent Hu Xiuqing from going crazy again.

Jiang Guoqing was being rude: "Why should I allow you to see it? I'm a patient, I just want to see it."

Jiang Furong was so angry that she laughed: "You still know that you are a patient? Then why don't you go and ask our father how to comfort you?"

"Oh, right!" Jiang Guoqing was reminded and immediately forgot what he was about to do. He turned around and ran to his parents: "Dad, Dad, how are you going to comfort me?"

There were two boys, one jumping and shouting in the living room, and the other crying loudly in the kitchen. The high-decibel children's voices mixed together, like a devilish sound penetrating into Jiang Furong's head, making her scalp numb.

Taking care of a baby is much more difficult than she had imagined!

After making a fuss for almost half an hour, Grandma Jiang and Jiang Xiaocui went through Xiao Baoying's eating, drinking, defecating and urinating habits, and finally coaxed him to sleep again.

Jiang Furong didn't go to the kitchen to help, but went to the center of the chaos, stood at the door and asked: "Dad, my room doesn't have enough quilts, can you give grandma an extra quilt?"

Her principle is that whoever loses his temper and smashes things is his own business. Now that her father is around, it is not her turn to solve the problem. She will not force herself to suffer from cold and hunger just because someone is unhappy.

Jiang Dapeng responded "OK" in the room and went to open the wardrobe to get a quilt.

"Don't take it!" Hu Xiuqing stopped him sternly.

Jiang Dapeng lowered his voice: "It's cold."

Hu Xiuqing refused to give it to him: "That's new, it hasn't been used for a day."

"Aren't both new and old ones used at this time?" Jiang Dapeng said as he pulled the quilt out: "It's so windy outside, it looks like it will snow in the middle of the night."

Hu Xiuqing rushed over and held the quilt tightly: "How can I give my mother a new quilt that has been used?"

In a hurry, Hu Xiuqing told the truth.

My daughter was at the door, and my mother and sister were in the kitchen. In this house, anyone talking loudly could be heard as long as the door was open. Jiang Dapeng was extremely embarrassed and could only bite the bullet and say something nice: "It won't get worn out after a few days."

Hu Xiuqing refused to give it to him: "I have been staying here for several days and everything was fine. But when you came back, there is no quilt left."

Jiang Furong didn't want to get involved, but after listening to their quarrel, she thought that if she didn't say anything, she would lose the quilt.

"Dad, the bedding for the small dark room was brought by my aunt herself. Zhaohui and I both use small quilts. If we sleep with our legs stretched out, our feet will be exposed." Jiang Furong was not deliberately trying to make herself miserable; this was the truth.

Jiang Dapeng couldn't hold back his pride anymore: "Well, go back to the room and wait, I'll bring it to you right away."

Jiang Furong was not so honest. She knew Hu Xiuqing's character too well. She would not leave until the quilt was taken out. She stood at the door and said, "Dad, do you know anyone at the guesthouse? I heard that you can borrow quilts from the guesthouse."

Actually, I haven't heard of it, I just wanted to hint at it.

Hu Xiuqing's voice rang out: "What can't you do? Go and borrow it! What's there to be afraid of if your feet are exposed? Go to the guesthouse and show your face!"

Jiang Furong said, "Dad, I'll go and ask on your bike."

"It was pitch dark and the car was damaged!" Hu Xiuqing didn't solve the problem and didn't let others do anything: "The hotel can give you a quilt? You're dreaming!"

Before Jiang Furong could think of how to respond, Jiang Dapeng came out with a quilt in his arms: "Give my quilt to your grandma. I'm going to sleep at work. There are blankets for those on duty in the office."