Parents' Love: My Childhood Sweethearts with Jiang Weidong

After Lin Wangshu and her troupe finished their rural tour, the troupe gave them a few days off to rest and recuperate.

Song Jing went home, and only her mother was left at home. She was usually taken care of by Xiao Shan, who was very fond of her.

Because Jiang Weidong was on a mission and had been out of contact for some time, Lin Wangshu was worried, but she also understood that this was the daily life of a soldier, and she would get used to it sooner or later.

What's frustrating is that the people I'm thinking about don't send me any letters, while I receive every single one from the people I dislike.

Without even opening the envelope, Lin Wangshu impatiently stuffed the letter into the brown leather bag, which already contained a thick stack of letters.

At this time, only Lin Wangshu and Shen Jiaojiao remained in the dormitory. The two kept to themselves, as they were not very familiar with each other and had barely exchanged a few words.

Shen Jiaojiao came from the capital and looked down on everyone here with disdain. In her eyes, Lin Wangshu was just a pretty wild girl.

Therefore, even if she only worked sporadically in the performing arts troupe, no one would hold it against her because of her powerful background.

Shen Jiaojiao, who was standing to the side, seemed to have something important to do and was going out. She tried on one dress after another and finally chose a brightly colored "Dacron" dress.

In a society where most women wear gray, blue, and black, the novel printed fabric "Dacron" was met with an overwhelming surge in popularity as soon as it was introduced.

As a result, Dacron fabric is often out of stock, but Shen Jiaojiao's bed is covered with Dacron shirts and skirts for her to choose from.

After putting on a pair of little leather shoes that made a "clattering" sound when she walked, Shen Jiaojiao looked in the mirror and was quite satisfied with herself.

Then she even pulled out a set of cosmetics and started carefully applying makeup in front of the mirror.

Lin Wangshu is currently struggling with a math problem. In about a year, the college entrance examination will be reinstated.

Because Anjie is a Chinese language teacher, and she brought a bag of books with her when she came to the island.

During his leisure time on the island, Lin Wangshu had already read through An Jie's collection of books before Ya Ning.

In addition, Jiang Defu loved reading newspapers, and his home contained newspapers from almost every newspaper company, so Lin Wangshu would follow him around reading them.

Moreover, they patiently collected the newspapers by date and newspaper publisher, categorizing them accordingly.

After discovering that Jiang Defu had only glanced at the newspaper once and then tossed it aside, Lin Wangshu cut out the parts of the newspaper that she found valuable and meaningful and pasted them into her notebook.

Over the years, she has collected several books. Jiang Weidong once looked at them and laughed at her unusual taste.

Everyone else collects stamps, but she loves collecting newspapers. Although he didn't understand, Jiang Weidong still inquired about the newspapers in Jiangcheng and subscribed to every kind of newspaper for her, delivering them to her on time every month.

Therefore, Lin Wangshu was not too worried about his Chinese and politics, and did not need to spend too much time on them.

But she just doesn't seem to have a knack for math and physics, and she finds it very difficult to learn. Although she has a math textbook, the explanations are very basic and not very useful.

Hearing Shen Jiaojiao slurping her saliva next to her, Lin Wangshu could no longer continue imitating. She let go of Shen Jiaojiao's hair, which was scratched into a bird's nest, and looked over in confusion.

Looking at her ferocious expression, Lin Wangshu couldn't understand. Wasn't she putting on makeup? Why did she look like she had suddenly fallen ill?

Upon closer inspection of her makeup, Lin Wangshu was startled. Her deathly pale face was covered with two thick, dark eyebrows, two rosy cheeks, and blood-red lips that looked like she had eaten a child.

Lin Wangshu turned her head away, unable to bear watching any longer. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something to remind her that going on a date like this would scare the other person away.

But then he thought that they weren't familiar with each other, and if he spoke rashly, she might take it as a joke, so he could only hold back with difficulty.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Wangshu decided to go to the bookstore. She remembered a book called "Self-Study Series of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" which was very comprehensive and had been in high demand since it was printed.

After quickly changing into casual clothes and combing her frizzy hair, Lin Wangshu was ready to go out.

However, she didn't notice that Shen Jiaojiao had been staring at her ever since she changed her clothes. She hesitated several times before trying to speak, but still couldn't bring herself to take the initiative to talk to her.

In fact, Shen Jiaojiao also realized that her makeup was really scary. She was even afraid of herself when she saw it, but she didn't know how to change it.

But looking at Lin Wangshu, who was simply wearing a white shirt and green military pants, she was pleasing to the eye. Her hair was just casually tied up, but it looked better than the braids that I had carefully braided for an hour.

Shen Jiaojiao wanted to ask Lin Wangshu for help, since she seemed to know how to dress well, but a strange sense of pride prevented her from speaking up.

Moreover, she felt that her eyes had made it very clear, and Lin Wangshu should have noticed it by now, so why didn't she offer to help her?

Seeing that Lin Wangshu was about to leave, Shen Jiaojiao could no longer maintain her composure and called out to her.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Lin Wangshu paused, turned around in confusion, pointed to herself, and said, "You called me?"

She knew the answer already, so she asked, "Is there a third person here?" But since she needed their help, she blushed and nodded, forcing herself to remain calm, "Could you help me with my makeup to look prettier?"

Perhaps fearing she would refuse, Shen Jiaojiao quickly added, "You're so pretty, don't tell me you can't."

Although her tone was impolite, she also complimented Lin Wangshu on her beauty, which made Lin Wangshu unable to stay angry.

With a forced smile, Lin Wangshu nodded, looking quite reluctant, "Alright then."

But she couldn't help but smile. Actually, she had wanted to try it for a long time. Lin Wangshu had a slight case of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she couldn't stand looking at this terrible makeup.

Seeing that she seemed reluctant, Shen Jiaojiao didn't dare to put on airs anymore. She warmly invited her over and entrusted her cosmetics and face to her without worry.

Lin Wangshu raised an eyebrow, surprised that her "tools" were quite complete. This must be what they mean by "a poor student has a lot of tools."

Although she wasn't a professional, there were beauty bloggers everywhere online in her previous life, so she had learned a little bit, which was much better than Shen Jiaojiao's scribbles.

First, he wiped off Shen Jiaojiao's messy makeup, carefully examined her face, and then began to work on her.

Because Shen Jiaojiao's face was fair and rosy with no blemishes, Lin Wangshu only applied a simple base to even out her skin tone.

Her eyebrows were already dark and thick, so she only lightly brushed them a few times. She also only applied a thin layer of blush. Finally, since there was no brush, Lin Wangshu asked her to use her finger to dab the lipstick on.

When Shen Jiaojiao opened her eyes, she could hardly recognize herself. Although her appearance hadn't changed, she was much prettier than before.

She excitedly hugged Lin Wangshu, "Wangshu, from today onwards you are my best sister!"

They were so affectionate; you could no longer see their previous haughty demeanor.

Before Lin Wangshu could respond, she glanced at her watch and exclaimed, "Ah! There's no time! I'll thank you when I get back."

She was quick and efficient, disappearing in no time. Lin Wangshu smiled helplessly; she just wanted to make herself feel better.

She still needed to buy the book, but after visiting several bookstores, Lin Wangshu couldn't find the one she wanted.

It is said that this set of "Self-Study Series on Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" has been out of print for several years, and it is now almost impossible to buy it.

After leaving the last bookstore, I unexpectedly bumped into Shen Jiaojiao, who was with a man who looked cold and aloof.

Shen Jiaojiao was chattering away to him, but the man seemed indifferent.

"Wang Shu? What a coincidence! We're really destined to meet." Shen Jiaojiao had obviously seen Lin Wang Shu as well and greeted her with delight.

Lin Wangshu originally wanted to leave quietly, but seeing that she had called her back, she could only smile and nod at her.

Shen Jiaojiao pulled the man beside her over and said, "Brother Wangyuan, this is my comrade-in-arms from the art troupe, Lin Wangshu."

"Wangshu, this is my boyfriend, Qin Wangyuan."

Upon hearing this, Qin Wangyuan frowned, but still did not refute it.

Lin Wangshu smiled politely at him.

Qin Wangyuan looked at her face, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes. He had always been annoyed by women who looked restless and tried to seduce him.