After the military marriage, the stupid beauty wants to run away from her husband

In this dark hour, the people of the country bid farewell to our beloved President Zhou with heavy hearts. The nation was in mourning, with factories and schools nationwide halting operations and classes.

Early this morning, adults and children in the military district's family compound were dressed in black and wore black armbands. The news of General Zhou's passing was broadcast over the compound's loudspeaker, and everyone spontaneously gathered in the small square to mourn silently. The adults wept bitterly, and the children sobbed with their lips pursed.

Zhang Yuwan stood in the crowd, arm in arm with her grandmother, overcome with grief as she thought of this woman who had lived a life of simplicity, honesty, and integrity. She accompanied her grandmother to the memorial service and saw that Grandma Deng, emaciated and with a sorrowful face, was forcing herself to shake hands with those who came to offer their condolences. Everyone bid a final farewell to this remarkable woman.

Zhang Yuwan witnessed the scene of people weeping and bidding farewell to Premier Zhou Enlai along a long street, and deeply felt the respect and reluctance of the Chinese people for this old man. For ordinary people, Premier Zhou's death was a great tragedy that was shared by all.

For the Song family, it adds some risks and challenges.

Undercurrents were surging in the capital. Song Changzhou had not been home for many days until the night before his further studies. It was already late at night when he came back. He looked tired and exhausted. After a simple wash, he packed his luggage and lay down next to Zhang Yuwan.

Zhang Yuwan felt a little distressed when she saw how tired he looked, and used her hands as a comb to smooth his hair.

Song Changzhou held Zhang Yuwan in his arms and lay in her arms. He took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse, and said apologetically: "Wife, I'm sorry for not being able to accompany you properly."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Even though something so serious happened, I'm doing fine everywhere and staying by Mom's side. You don't have to worry about me." Zhang Yuwan began to massage Song Changzhou's head. "I won't ask you for details. I just want to know if everything is okay at home. Are you okay?"

"Our family is fine, but things are a little complicated, but it's not a big deal." With the position in their family, one faces a lot of resistance and many open and covert attacks.

Song Changzhou hugged his arms tightly, leaving no space between them. "Let me hold you for a while longer, then I'll leave."

Zhang Yuwan patted his back gently as if coaxing a child, and soon a heavy breathing sound came from the person in his arms.

It was just dawn when the man opened his eyes, looked at the woman sleeping peacefully beside him, and got up quietly.

Unexpectedly, the woman who used to have such good sleep quality actually sat up, rubbing her eyes. "Hmm~ Are you leaving now? So early?"

Song Changzhou rubbed her cheek with some concern, "Did I wake you up? Many of the trainees have already gone there and started training this morning. I'd better go there early so I can catch the assembly."

He put on his luggage and said to Zhang Yuwan, "You should sleep a little longer, it's still early!"

Zhang Yuwan had already gotten up and insisted on sending Song Changzhou to the door. He hugged him and kissed him before turning around.

Zhang Yuwan watched the man stride towards the jeep next to him until the car turned the corner and he was out of sight. Then he walked into the house angrily and returned to his room.

While eating in the morning, Li Muning looked at Zhang Yuwan who looked listless and asked her, "What's wrong? Didn't you get enough rest?"

Zhang Yuwan shook her head. "Mom, Song Changzhou came back in the middle of the night last night and left before dawn today. I felt so empty when he left."

Li Mu Ning smiled and shook his head. "That's just the beginning. When I was young, I was gone longer than you were. Your dad was gone for years. No one knew where he went. All I knew was that he was alive."

Li Muning sighed and recalled, "I was taking care of two children by myself, and I also had to go to work. I sent them to daycare during the day, picked them up after work, cooked and washed clothes, and at night I held my second child, fed her, and wrote various reports. The next day, I got up before dawn to work, cook, and send the children to daycare. At that time, it felt like the days would never end."

Zhang Yuwan feels that this generation of people has an indomitable willpower and a tenacious vitality that cannot be defeated by life.

"Mom, have you ever blamed Dad?" Zhang Yuwan asked cautiously.

Li Muning thought for a while and said, "I don't know. It's strange! I know he's doing this for the country, but life is really too difficult."

Li Muning stared into the distance with empty eyes, lost in memories. "It's better to be afraid of time than to hate him. Especially when I have free time, I tend to overthink. If one day the leader suddenly found me and looked at me with a serious expression, I would be so scared that my hands and feet would be cold and I would be at a loss. Later, the leader also understood me and always spoke softly to me."

Zhang Yuwan opened her eyes wide and looked at her mother-in-law, only to see Li Muning burst out laughing. "Actually, the boss's behavior is very exaggerated. It makes me look so fragile. It would be fine if he just spoke normally."

Finally, Li Muning patted Zhang Yuwan's hand and said, "If you feel uneasy, keep yourself busy. Go out for a walk and don't stay alone."

Go out for a walk, don't stay alone.

Zhang Yuwan felt that her mother-in-law seemed to have awakened her, and she began to go out early every day and not return home until the evening.

Every day I carry a camera with me and take pictures wherever I go, taking pictures of people and scenery. When I come back, I write about my travel notes and experiences, and write some essays and prose for the editorial department of the magazine.

Later, he went to university. Nowadays, universities do not have a strong learning atmosphere, but Zhang Yuwan knows that such days will soon be over.

She stayed in the library for the whole day. There were many more books here than in Xinhua Bookstore.

One day, she was strolling around the library and accidentally saw a dilapidated warehouse with a broken door lock. Books were scattered all over the floor in the corner. Zhang Yuwan walked in and found that many of them were academic books. Those books were thrown in the corner and no one had paid attention to them for a long time. There was a thick layer of dust on them, as if they had been forgotten for a long time.

Zhang Yuwan picked up a few books that had fallen on the ground, dusted them off, and when he was about to put them back on the bookshelf, his eyes caught a few words on them: "Communication Principles and Systems" by Lin Jifeng.

She just felt that the name was somewhat familiar and stood there thinking for a long time.

She was sure she knew the name, but it was just somewhere deep in her memory that she couldn't touch.

"This room is not open to the public. How did you get in?" A man with a red armband on his arm, who looked like a staff member, interrupted Zhang Yuwan's thoughts by standing at the door.

"Oh! Sorry, I saw that this room was open, and the book fell on the ground, so I picked it up." Zhang Yuwan explained quickly.

"Excuse me, can I borrow this book?" Zhang Yuwan handed the book to the staff in front of him.

The staff member said: "There's nothing interesting about the books here. They're not serious books."

Zhang Yuwan took out two yuan and asked, "Can I buy this book?"

The staff member looked at the two yuan in her hand, hesitated for a moment, took the two yuan in her hand, and whispered: "Please wrap it up and don't let anyone see it." After that, the man found a new lock and locked the warehouse.

Zhang Yuwan realized it, wiped the book with a handkerchief and put it in his bag, nodded to the staff and left.