The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

Just as Hu Xiuqing and Jiang Furong were in a tense standoff, someone knocked on the Jiang family's open door. "Is Section Chief Jiang home?"

Hu Xiuqing's arm was raised in the air when he froze when he heard the voice. He glared at Jiang Furong with gritted teeth and held back the curse words.

Jiang Guoqing greeted quietly, "Good evening, Uncle Zheng."

The person who came was Zheng Datong, a colleague of Jiang Dapeng in the same department and neighbor who lived in the same compound.

"Hey, Jiang San'er is so polite!" Zheng Datong walked in without being invited, knocked on the door, and walked in, joking cheerfully: "What's the erhu doing? Are you measuring your height? How tall is it? About 1.6 meters?"

There were two people with the surname Hu in the yard. They were about the same age and worked in the same bedding factory. In order to distinguish them, everyone called them Da Hu and Er Hu according to their age.

Hu Xiuqing cleared her throat, turned around, and smiled falsely: "Haha, it's Section Chief Zheng who's here. Jiang Dapeng isn't at home and hasn't come back yet."

Zheng Datong knew Jiang Dapeng wasn't at home, so he was just trying to find a way to give him some leeway. Otherwise, how could he have said the following: "Erhu, come here, let me introduce you to someone. This is Xiao Luo, Secretary Liu's lover. Secretary Liu from the Field Affairs Department was just transferred here with Number One."

A new family just moved into Courtyard No. 1 in the compound, and everyone knows about it.

Everyone can guess that the officer who was parachuted in with Number One must be the person Number One trusts the most.

Hu Xiuqing smiled and greeted Secretary Liu's lover: "Xiao Luo!"

Xiao Luo is Luo Danfeng who came this morning.

After being rejected by Jiang Furong, Luo Danfeng went home and called Secretary Liu to tell him. Secretary Liu had no choice but to go find Jiang Dapeng in person. When he couldn't find him, he asked Zheng Datong to act as a lobbyist.

The way these people do things is to see the results immediately after making a decision, whether it is work or life.

Zheng Datong made way for him politely: "Xiao Luo, this is Hu Xiuqing, the mother of the top student Jiang Furong you're looking for. If you have anything to say, just tell her."

When Hu Xiuqing heard about the top student Jiang Furong, her face trembled and she almost wanted to curse, but she finally held back and asked politely, "Xiao Luo, what do you want from me?"

Luo Yufeng withdrew her gaze from Jiang Furong and looked at Hu Xiuqing and said, "Sister Erhu, I originally wanted to ask Jiang Furong to help me with my cultural studies."

Luo Danfeng heard the sound of quarreling while she was still in the alley. When she walked to the door, she found that it was Jiang Dapeng's house. Even though there was no shouting and cursing at this moment, she could still feel the tense atmosphere in the house. Thinking of Jiang Furong's rude rejection in the morning, she felt hesitant in her heart, not knowing whether she should insist.

Hu Xiuqing paused before saying, "Study hard for academic subjects? You can go to a cram school. The teachers there are good. My eldest daughter is not a top student at all. She's only a high school student."

When talking about high school students, Hu Xiuqing curled her lips, which was her habitual expression when she mentioned her eldest daughter.

Luo Yufeng misunderstood, thinking Hu Xiuqing didn't take high school students seriously, and would even look down on her, who was even worse than a high school student. She suddenly felt resentful and said, "When I was in elementary school, my teacher was only a junior high school student. Now that a high school student is willing to tutor me, I'm climbing up the social ladder. Sister Erhu, you don't think I'm too uneducated and a waste of Jiang Furong's skills, do you?"

"Oh my," Hu Xiuqing didn't dare to accept the big hat she put on him. "Look at what you said. I'm afraid I'll waste your time. My daughter is very quiet and doesn't like to talk. I don't know her well enough. She definitely can't teach her."

The more Hu Xiuqing belittled Jiang Furong, the more Luo Danfeng wanted to learn from her: "I heard that Jiang Furong has the best temper in this compound. As long as Jiang Furong doesn't find me annoying or stupid, then I will definitely be her teacher."

As she spoke, she presented the local specialties she had prepared in advance with both hands: "This is the yam rice cake my mother made. I brought it for you to try."

Hu Xiuqing maintained a forced smile and continued to decline: "Don't be polite, Xiao Luo, my boss is really not capable."

Regardless of whether the student's grades are good or not, you can't let the eldest child teach her. What if one day the taciturn girl lets the cat out of the bag and says that she hit her? Of course, it's safer to firmly refuse!

Jiang Guoqing swallowed hard, "Ciba? Is it sweet? Or do you dip it in sugar?"

Luo Danfeng had trouble handing over her gift, but now she found a ladder. She turned around and handed the small bamboo basket to the fat boy. "It's sweet, but if you think it's not sweet enough, just dip it in sugar. The glutinous rice cakes I make at home are delicious. They're soft and sticky, but not sticky."

Jiang Guoqing grabbed the handle of the small bamboo basket and looked at Hu Xiuqing with shining eyes: "Mom, I want to eat glutinous rice cakes."

Zheng Datong laughed heartily: "Alright, alright, it's settled. Erhu, hurry up and make some glutinous rice cakes for Jiang Saner. I won't keep you from cooking. Let's go."

Luo Danfeng straightened up and looked at Jiang Furong: "Teacher Jiang, see you tomorrow." She then said hello to Hu Xiuqing: "Erhu Sister, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, he quickly followed Zheng Datong and left together.

After the guests left, Hu Xiuqing looked at her beloved son's expectant eyes, then at her eldest daughter who was still leaning against the wall, fully alert. She felt furious and said, "Look at you, you look so dead! If the guests saw you, they would think I had done something to you!"

Jiang Furong thought, didn't you want to do something to me? It's just that you didn't succeed!

But she couldn't say that. She had finally managed to get a customer who came by accident and solved the problem she was facing. It would be wrong for her to put herself in Hu Xiuqing's shoes again.

She glanced at Hu Xiuqing, then lowered her head to look at the floor, but still did not let go of the pencil in her hand.

We must remain vigilant until the danger is over.

Jiang Guoqing struggled to lift the basket in front of Hu Xiuqing: "Mom, I want to eat glutinous rice cakes dipped in sugar."

The gift is quite heavy.

Hu Xiuqing bent down to take the bamboo basket, smiling: "Okay, Mom will make it for you right away, just wait."

That smile, that doting voice, made Jiang Furong so sour that she got goosebumps all over her body.

She has seen this kind of two-faced person again!

Jiang Chaohui took advantage of the fact that only the two sisters were in the living room, quickly cleaned the table, pointed to the small bedroom, and mouthed to Jiang Furong to go into the room and hide, lock the door and not come out.

Judging from the situation, Jiang Furong will not have a share in the dinner prepared by Hu Xiuqing. Maybe after the meal is served, he will even take one look at it and scold her.

Jiang Furong took her schoolbag, walked into the room silently, plugged the latch, and hung the schoolbag behind the door.

She took off her coat and brushed off the white dust, only then she realized that her back was covered in cold sweat.