Bai Fumei in the ’70s Chapter 89 (Part 1)
Translated by Serena Love
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Zhao Lanxiang paused and took a deep breath. Her eyes were clear and bright, like a young girl in love. The shyness that appeared inadvertently was like a fluttering butterfly, stirring his calm heart for no reason.
Jiang Jianjun took a deep breath and tried his best to control the chill emanating from his heart.
He took a deep breath and tried his best to maintain a calm complexion, and said calmly, "Oh?"
Jiang Jianjun's mind was blank for a moment. He was full of frustration caused by the change of the trajectory he knew.
If it weren't for the unexpected accident in this life, if he followed the path of the previous life, he and Zhao Lanxiang should have discussed marriage by now.
In this life, he hadn't stayed in the hospital long enough to recuperate, and insisted on returning to the army. As a result, his head was injured, and when Jiang Jianjung woke up one day after the operation, his soul had changed. In the meantime, he had no time to talk to Zhao Lanxiang about marriage, and she hid in the countryside in frustration. Now... she had found someone?
Zhao Lanxiang nodded.
"Fang Jing asked me about you some time ago. You just happened to come back, tell her more when you see her..."
She opened her eyes and talked nonsense. Who is Fang Jing? She couldn't wait to clean up Zhao Lanxiang. How could she still talk to her?
Zhao Lanxiang was purely instigating Jiang Jiangjun, reminding him to go to his white moonlight and not to come and bother her.
This Fang Jing was the white moonlight of Jiang Jianjun's previous life. She had a scholarly temperament, delicate yet tough. Jiang Jianjun admired her very much.
Jiang Jianjun's adam's apple rolled. His voice extremely dry and quiet, he said, "If you read the letter I wrote to you, you should understand my intentions."
His sharp and deep eyes stared at Zhao Lanxiang.
Zhao Lanxiang's heart shook, and she had to put herself on several thick "armor."
She stared at Jiang Jianjun both regretfully and cheerfully. Hearing him say this should only satisfying her womanly "vanity." Yes, she tried her best to behave like a normal girl. When favored by such an excellent man, young girls would have felt a little proud.
Zhao Lanxiang said happily and said, "Thank you, but..."
"We are only precious and pure comradeship, right?"
Jiang Jianjun felt his temple twitching painfully. He could barely spit out a word with a dark face, "Well..."
This sound was both depressed and short.
Zhao Lanxiang was familiar with him, and she could feel his anxiety and complicated psychological activity through his serious face.
What could Jiang Jianjun do besides responding to Zhao Lanxiang?
He can make her like him in his first life. So there could be the second time, and the third time... She is not married yet, and he has too many means to get her heart.
He closed his eyes slightly, and there was a long sunset in his mind. The woman was surrounded by their warm little nest, with a green shirt and apron tied around her waists. She was making two or three small dishes and waited for him to return home.
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The next moment the screen changed, his nose seemed to smell the rusty smell. Her face was bloodless, and blood continued to flow from her legs. No matter how fast he ran, he still ran out of time. He would never let her down in this life, nor would he repeat the tragedy.
Jiang Jianjun looked at the woman in front of him, who is intact and healthy. He opened his thin lips and wished her. "Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year. Goodbye." Zhao Lanxiang said.
Jiang Jianjun stared at the figure of the woman leaving. His eyes were filled with strong emotions, as if he could eat people. It felt terribly hot, like he was a lunatic. The silhouette of his muscular and majestic body in the sunset seemed to grow longer. A faint and soft light hit his side, made him look unpredictable.
What if she fell in love with other men?
...
On the second day of the Chinese New Year, Zhao Lanxiang accompanied her mother to her maternal grandfather and grandma's house. The two elders had passed away two years ago, but the old house is still there and currently the two uncles are now living there.
Little Huzi got a pocket of small red envelopes, and he happily smiled like a little treasurer.
Zhao Lanxiang slapped his little hand and snorted, "Wait until we are back to open red envelopes. It's rude to count it now."
Little Huzi obediently put his New Year's money in his sister's pocket and played with their cousins without any burden.
From the second day to the fifth day, the Zhao family went to the paternal grandparents' house for a reunion dinner.
Zhao Lanxiang ate her food while encouraging her brother. The dishes on the table were all Chinese cabbage and various meat, which were the dishes that adults eat. Little Huzi could eat very few of these dishes, and quickly became tired. The meat dishes they made were greasy and tough. Little Huzi was used to the delicious food made by his sister. This sudden contrast made him very disappointed.
Moreover, grandpa and grandma were frugal, and the eldest uncle who they are living with are not willing to spend money on food and clothing. The reunion dinner was not carefully prepared to entertain the family.
Seeing a grandson picking up a bowl of white rice, without eating any side dishes, grandma took out her own fried lion head meatballs for him. Little Huzi ate one very happily.
All the rest was taken away by Zhao Juxiang. Zhao Juxiang was the second daughter of Zhao Lanxiang's eldest uncle and was only two years younger than Zhao Lanxiang.
She snatched Xiao Huzi's meatballs without any care, and Zhao Lanxiang bluntly mentioned it.
"Don't you leave some meatballs for our grandparents?"
Zhao Juxiang ate three of them and then stopped. She smiled and took one for each of her grandparents.
The eldest aunt began to take care of the routine and "complained," "Juxiang's big brother has many things on his hand during the New Year. He said that the party and the people need him. Since he had this position, he must do his best to play his role. He can't come back. But he wants me to say hello to his grandfather and grandmother and ask you to pay more attention to your health."
Zhao Xiong listened and smiled. He happily opened a bottle of wine and drank half of it.
His greatest pride was to train the eldest grandson, who worked for the government. Zhao Xiong said with a big smile, "If he can serve the people wholeheartedly, it's fine not to go home for three or five years."
The other two disobedient and hopeless sons lowered their heads in silence.
Zhao Juxiang and her elder brother were undoubtedly Zhao Xiong's most beloved grandchildren. He gave her all the vegetables at the reunion dinner table. All the meatballs cut off by Zhao Lanxiang also fell into Zhao Juxiang's bowl, and no one dared to refute.
Zhao Lanxiang touched the warm fine porcelain bowl and whispered to little Huzi, "Let's eat more at home."
Grandma stared at Juxiang and scolded, "You have eaten all the meatballs. What will your brother eat?"
"Go back and write a review book."
Grandma glared at Grandpa again, but Zhao Xiong didn't see it. He happily drank and ate food.
Grandma was not partial to little Huzi, but she felt that she couldn't ignore the child.
After dinner, the uncle and aunt have a big red envelope to the brother and sister, and the aunt gently said to Zhao Lanxiang, "We have been worried that you will suffer in the country."
"Now that I see you, the burden in my heart has fallen."
Zhao Lanxiang said, "The farm work is not too heavy, and I can still do it. After doing a lot, my physical fitness is better than before."
Aunt Zhao looked at her niece's white ruddy cheeks and didn't believe it.
After dinner, the Zhao family of four left.
Aunt Zhao asked her husband to drive the four of them home. Zhao Lanxiang's younger uncle, Zhao Yongxin, was in charge of the department store. The leaders have a common red flag car to make it easy to travel to various places. During the Spring Festival, Zhao Yongxin had to drive himself. Normally, he had a driver to drive it!
When Zhao Lanxiang got into the car, she was relieved and said to Zhao Yongqing, "Fortunately, I didn't live with them."
"I would feel bad every day."
Feng Lian said, "Niuniu, you are also stingy. You haven't seen it. Your cousin's face was not right."
Although she scolded her daughter severely on the face, she smiled a little indifferently.
Zhao Lanxiang raised her palms helplessly and only said, "This kind of behavior will cause our palms to be beaten and swollen."
"Heaven and earth have conscience. I just reminded her. However, in the eyes of grandparents, it is good to be more naive, lively, and ignorant."
If it weren't for Zhao Yongqing and Feng Lian enthusiasm, their salary was high, and food and clothing were not lacking, so they didn't need to care so much about grandpa and grandma's attitude. Otherwise, they might have been irritated by the grandparent's preferential treatment
However, since the eldest uncle was "the only one" with a bright future in the family, everyone was also talking in private, and no one will be offended.
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Year after year, little by little, Zhao Juxiang's princess attitude was almost a bit worse than Jiang Li. However, Jiang Li was a true princess. At best, Zhao Juxiang was a grass chicken with only a few phoenix feathers inserted in its hair.
When Zhao Lanxiang was young, Feng Lian was just a new and fledgling teacher, with a low salary and hard work. Zhao Yongqing was also a small employee, and his family had a very difficult life. Every time Zhao Lanxiang went back to his grandparents' house for a reunion dinner, Zhao Lanxiang felt like a beggar who asked for the autumn wind.
When she grows up a little bit, her parents and grandparents will be friendly, and the estrangement has been eliminated.
Aunt Zhao was amongst her juniors in the car, so it's not easy to complain. But after getting out of the car, she said to Feng Lian, "Big brother is earning more money year after year, and we really can't stand it anymore."
"A while ago, we asked Niuniu's aunt to borrow some money to turn around, but she looked at people down from her nostrils, and she didn't let us go for a while..."
Feng Lian asked, "Why borrowed money?"
Aunt Zhao said, "Niuniu's uncle is saving some money to buy a house."
"You also know that it will take many years to save enough money for the house with that dead salary, but now I have news, and I'm upset by staying together with them."
Although the housing prices in G City are not as scary as those in the future generations, to buy a house with a courtyard, it is still necessary to have at least two thousand yuan.
Feng Lian was pleasantly surprised and quickly looked at her belly.
Zhao Yongxin and his wife had been married for nearly eight years, and there had been no news. They had taken a lot of medicine for many years, but her stomach still hadn't moved in all these years. Zhao Yongqing was worried that when they would be gone without a descendant, so he once wanted to give his daughter to his brother for adoption.
However, Zhao Lanxiang was stubborn only went to live with her uncle for a while, and then ran back home. There was no follow-up to the adoption. But the Zhao Yongxin's couple regarded her as a daughter.
Feng Lian said, "I will ask Yong Qing if he could get the money together."
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