Parents' Love: My Childhood Sweethearts with Jiang Weidong

Lin Wangshu felt as if she had returned to that small island in an instant, back to that afternoon when everyone was dancing to music, when a boy had whispered something in her ear.

"Little Moon, I want to buy dresses for two rooms in the future, one for Mom and one for you."

With a soft pat, a tear fell onto her skirt, dampening it slightly, but she couldn't help but smile.

"Wang Shu, what's wrong with you?" He Xiao asked worriedly when she saw her crying and laughing at the same time.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little homesick," Lin Wangshu said with a smile, wiping away her tears.

He Xiao didn't know what to say to comfort her, so she could only pat her shoulder silently.

Lin Wangshu quickly composed herself, looked at the dress in her hand, and sighed, "Such a bright and colorful dress, when am I supposed to wear it?"

Although she said that, the joy in her eyes was impossible to hide.

He Xiao looked at her and teased with a smile, "Why not? You can wear it when you marry him!"

"Then I'll have to treasure it carefully, who knows how long I'll have to wait?"

As Lin Wangshu spoke, she carefully folded and put the skirt away, showing no shyness whatsoever, like a young girl being teased.

He Xiao suddenly felt bored and clicked her tongue, saying, "Are you in such a hurry? A young lady should still be reserved."

Lin Wangshu smiled and narrowed her eyes, looking like a cunning fox, beautiful yet dangerous. "I will be reserved enough to make him eager to marry me."

Jiang Weidong, who was soaking his feet, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, which made him shiver.

Qin Feng, standing beside him, was pestering him, "Jiang Weidong, what's wrong with letting me take a look at that photo? I was the one who got that dress for you, and you're being so stingy?"

Jiang Weidong glanced at him sideways, shook his head, and refused, "That won't do either. Why should I let you see my girlfriend?"

The more he tried to hide it, the more Qin Feng felt anxious and restless. He was so curious. "Oh, I'll just take a look. I'll show it to you first when I find a girlfriend."

Jiang Weidong politely declined, saying, "No need, I'm not curious."

People nearby became curious and looked at Jiang Weidong, teasing him, "Did you find a celestial beauty? You've been hiding her so well, why don't you show her to everyone!"

Jiang Weidong wiped his feet, picked up the foot basin, stood up, and smiled smugly, saying only, "She's as beautiful as a fairy."

This piqued the curiosity of everyone in the dorm, who all urged him to show it to them.

Someone took the foot basin from his hands and said, "You rest, I'll pour it for you."

The others pressed him down into a chair, some massaging his shoulders, others rubbing his legs, but Jiang Weidong just squinted his eyes and enjoyed it, refusing to give in no matter what.

Seeing that everyone was about to "torture and extract a confession," Qin Feng seemed to have thought of something, crossed his arms and said to him in a calm and collected manner, "Your girlfriend is from the cultural troupe, right? I remember that the cultural troupe is coming to perform here in a while. If you don't tell us, we'll ask around and see which one is Jiang Weidong's 'celestial beauty'."

Qin Feng was quick-witted and deduced Lin Wangshu's identity from the slightest clues.

Jiang Weidong's expression finally changed. Reluctantly, he took out the photos, adding, "Only I can look at them!"

Qin Feng finally got his wish. Ignoring what he was saying, he snatched the photo from his hand. After seeing Lin Wangshu's smiling face in the photo, he fell silent, and after a long silence, only uttered, "Holy crap."

Seeing his reaction, the others curiously gathered around, and the photos in Qin Feng's hand were passed around among them.

"This looks just like the white fox I saw when I was a child!" a simple country boy exclaimed in astonishment.

Then, looking at Jiang Weidong seriously, she said, "Your partner isn't really a fox in disguise, is she?!"

Normally, if he said something so silly, everyone would have laughed and scolded him, but now they all looked at Jiang Weidong with suspicion in their eyes, waiting for him to confirm.

Jiang Weidong rolled his eyes at them and said irritably, "What nonsense are you talking about? She's a person, a living, breathing person!"

Qin Feng was a little jealous and looked at Jiang Weidong, saying sourly, "You're so lucky, you got such a beautiful girl!"

If I had known, he shouldn't have been so persistent. Now look what's happened; everyone's unhappy.

Jiang Weidong laughed heartily, took the photos back from them, put them away, and said with a ruddy complexion, "I'm really lucky, haha."

Seeing his smug look, Qin Feng was so angry he gritted his teeth. He waved to the crowd, who were already itching for a fight, and shouted, "Comrades, charge! Follow me and take him down!"

The others couldn't stand it any longer, and with a shout, they rushed towards Jiang Weidong, leaving only his screams echoing from inside the dormitory.

Soon the day arrived for the performance at the air force base. Song Jing was so nervous that she couldn't sleep well all night, and she got up very early the next morning.

Seeing Song Jing sitting in the car, still taking deep breaths, Lin Wangshu didn't want her to be too nervous and affect her performance, so she tried to think of ways to help her relax.

"Jingjing, what's your favorite food?"

Song Jing was taken aback by her question, but after thinking for a moment, she replied, "I love the peaches in Xiaoshan's yard the most. They're big and sweet, and every time they ripen, Xiaoshan picks them for me to eat."

As she spoke, a deep longing welled up in her eyes, and she became more talkative.

"Before you go on stage, imagine the audience as peaches in your mind, and sing to a row of peaches. You won't be nervous then, right?"

Song Jing imagined the scene and couldn't help but chuckle. She said to Lin Wangshu, "Wangshu, you really have a way with things! I feel much better now!"

The performance began with a chorus by the singing group. Looking at the sea of ​​heads below the stage, Lin Wangshu silently apologized to Jiang Weidong in her heart; she didn't recognize him at all.

The second performance was Li Lu's solo dance. She had been quite quiet lately because Gao Qing told her that many important figures were attending, so she had been practicing diligently.

Sure enough, after Li Lu finished dancing, thunderous applause and cheers erupted from below.

Backstage, it was almost Song Jing's turn to sing her solo, and Lin Wangshu reminded her, "Don't forget Taozi, treat them all as Taozi."

Watching Song Jing's retreating figure, Lin Wangshu heard Li Lu's voice beside her ear, "It feels really good to enjoy applause on stage, but unfortunately you probably won't be able to experience it!"

Lin Wangshu turned to look at her. Li Lu's face was full of smugness, and her eyes looked at Lin Wangshu with a hint of pity.

"That's ridiculous," Lin Wangshu scoffed at her.

Li Lu didn't care, and instead smiled at her, saying, "One Bai Ge left, and now Song Jing has come. Your day of advancement seems to be a long way off!"

Lin Wangshu understood that this person was there to sow discord, so he looked her up and down and smiled, "Comrade Li Lu looks really beautiful today. You'll probably receive a lot of letters when you get back. Be careful this time, don't be fooled again."

Li Lu's face darkened, and she sneered at her, "You really don't appreciate kindness." With that, she turned and left.

Lin Wangshu and He Xiao exchanged a smile and continued looking at the stage.

As the performance drew to a close, Gong Shan rushed over, his face filled with anxiety, and said to them, "Who sang 'Ode to the Red Plum Blossom' the best? A leader specifically requested to hear it, and we need to go on stage soon!"

The crowd looked at each other, some wanting to raise their hands, but still hesitant. What if they embarrassed themselves by going up unprepared?

Gong Shan was a little anxious. Bai Ge sang this song the best, but she wasn't here now!

At this moment, Song Jing spoke up: "Let Wang Shu go. She studied with Sister Bai Ge, and I've heard her sing very well!"

Gong Shan looked at Lin Wangshu, who didn't refuse and looked at Gong Shan firmly, saying, "If you trust me, I will definitely not let you down!"

Seeing that only she was willing, Gong Shan gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, it's you. Remember, don't be nervous! As long as you don't make any mistakes, you've succeeded!"

After the announcer on stage announced, "The next program is Comrade Lin Wangshu's 'Ode to the Red Plum Blossom,'" Lin Wangshu took a deep breath, smiled, and walked to the center of the stage.

The audience reacted in various ways. One leader frowned and said to the person next to him, "Why did they choose such a pretty one? She's obviously unreliable!"

The person who requested the song was a female leader. She didn't seem dissatisfied at all; on the contrary, she even clapped her hands.

The female leader's secretary said to Gong Shan with some anxiety, "Is this girl up to the task? This is singing, not acting!"

Gong Shan wasn't entirely confident either, but he remained calm and said, "Don't worry, there's no problem!"

Li Lu, watching the figure on stage from backstage, smiled with amusement, thinking to herself: "You dare to go on stage without any preparation? I'll see how you make a fool of yourself!"