1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 111 Ning Family
March 1st, Lantern Festival.

The sunny days in Beijing lasted for more than half a month, but as expected, they disappeared with the Lantern Festival.

The grey sky was covered with dark clouds, which blocked the sun and revealed only bursts of dim light.

The dark clouds seemed to be falling down.

It's going to rain, spring rain.

New teachers' dormitory of Beijing Normal University.

The dormitory building is decorated with lights and the atmosphere today is even more lively than during the Chinese New Year.

The corridors, stairwells and the courtyard downstairs were filled with the sounds of children playing. The children were wearing big-eared hoods and walking around with lanterns in their hands.

The most lively festival for old Beijingers is not the Spring Festival, but the Lantern Festival.

Moreover, the Lantern Festival is counted as part of the Chinese New Year. The Chinese New Year is not truly over until after the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month.

There is a room in the middle of the fourth floor.

The door creaked open slowly, and a young woman came out carrying a shoulder bag.

"Professor Jiang is going out to see the lanterns?"

From the house next door, Lin Xiaohong's mother greeted with a smile.

"Yes, Aunt Lin, go out for a walk."

Jiang Ting gripped the handle tightly, pulled it towards her arms, and closed the door with a loud bang. Then she turned around and answered softly.

Considering that she was going to the Ning family today, her outfit today was still as beautiful as usual, but a little more formal.

Her pretty face, clear and cool, was not made up, and her skin, as white as jade, was particularly eye-catching in the dim corridor. Her ink-black hair was combed back and finally gathered behind her head into a shape similar to a woman's hairpin, and then tied with an elastic rope.

There is not a single messy hair on the fair and delicate forehead. It is meticulous, clean and pleasing to the eye.

She wore a light grey tweed coat in a medium length style. The shoulders were slightly wider, but it made her look thinner and more graceful.

The coat followed the graceful curves of the body and the belt was lightly tied with a knot at the waist and abdomen.

The lining is matched with an off-white high-necked knitted sweater, which further highlights the beauty of Jiang Ting's slender swan neck, like God's most outstanding work of art.

Jiang Ting stood facing Aunt Lin, with her arms hanging naturally in front of her. Her hands were holding the straps of her leather shoulder bag and resting quietly on her lower abdomen. Because of this posture, her arms were squeezing the soft and fragrant body in front of her, causing it to be slightly deformed.

"If Professor Jiang wants to see the lanterns, he might as well go to the temple fair in Changdian. It is said that a pair of lions will come this year, and there will be a lion dance."

Aunt Lin moved a small stool and sat at the door of her house, making lanterns with scissors. She has a little grandson who is less than six years old. It is a noisy time. If a child does not have a lantern in his hands during the Lantern Festival, his playmates will not play with him.

"Is that so? Then I have to go out and see the world."

Jiang Ting nodded. She had lived in Beijing for several years but had never been to a temple fair.

"Is there anyone going with you? Find someone to go with you. The Lantern Festival is supposed to be lively, otherwise how can it be called the Lantern Festival?

Auntie, you seem quite lonely at home, why don't we ask Xiaohong to call Xiaocheng, and then the three of you go out for a walk?"

At this time, Aunt Lin suddenly looked up and asked with concern.

Speaking of which, Professor Jiang has only been here for two or three months and has been alone all along.

However, Aunt Lin heard from others that Professor Jiang was already married. Strangely enough, no one in the building had ever seen her husband.

I only know one nephew, Cheng Kaiyan, who is a friend of my Xiaohong.

When Professor Xiao Jiang just moved in before the New Year, everyone saw her eldest nephew Cheng Kaiyan carrying things up and down.

Later he came to work in the school, and everyone gradually got to know each other.

"Thank you for your concern, Auntie. I'm not going to see the lanterns today, but to visit other people. See you later, Auntie Lin."

When Jiang Ting heard this, somehow, her expression, which had never changed in the past few days, actually showed a faint smile, and her red lips, as soft as petals, slightly curled up.

"Okay! See you later... Auntie is thinking of letting our little Hong go out and play. She's been studying at home all day and her eyes are almost blind."

Aunt Lin nodded and didn't force it.

This made Jiang Ting stunned. So hard?

Alas...Young people nowadays work so hard to get into college, but Kaiyan is so relaxed like an old man...

And isn’t a high school diploma a bit low?
Jiang Ting frowned slightly. When she thought of Cheng Kaiyan, she couldn't help but worry about her.

"See you."

Jiang Ting shook her head lightly and decided not to think about it anymore. She said hello to Aunt Lin, then went downstairs carrying her bag and putting on her boots.

……

This time, unlike the first day of the new year, there was no guard to pick her up. Jiang Ting took the bus at the school gate and went to Gongzhufen.

More than an hour later, Jiang Ting got off the car with the crowd and came to the gate of a large courtyard. The guard at the gate saw him and saluted him quickly.

The Ning family lives in the Air Force compound.

Military compounds have always been mysterious places.

There are majestic guards guarding on both sides of the tall and wide gate. There is usually a sign that says: The guards are sacred and inviolable.

There are also warning signs such as: military area, no stalls allowed within 50 meters, important military area, no photography allowed, etc.

When the People's Republic of China was founded and its capital was established in Beijing, all major administrative agencies, military units and other departments flocked to Beijing. For a time, Beijing was overcrowded.

In view of the particularity and uniqueness of the troops, the central deployment started from Gongzhufen, along Wanshou Road to Yuquan Road, with the headquarters compounds of the Air Force, Navy, Communications Corps, General Logistics Department, Artillery, Armored Corps, Engineering Corps, and Railway Corps arranged in sequence.

At that time, many people called this place "New BJ" to distinguish it from the "Old BJ" represented by the hutong courtyards.

The Air Force and Navy are ranked first because they are weaker than the Army and need to be vigorously developed.

……

Jiang Ting walked into the compound. What was in front of her was not a dormitory building, but a small garden.

The vegetation is lush and there are even beautiful flowers.

In the small garden, a group of young people aged 17, 18, and 20 were talking loudly in the yard, discussing national affairs.

There were both men and women, all well-dressed, with a sense of heroism and pride that distinguished them from others.

Obviously these people are the red children in the compound and they come from extraordinary backgrounds.

"The Annan monkeys are only showing off their bravery for a moment. It is only a matter of time before they are defeated by our powerful firepower."

"Have you heard about it? News came from Southern Xinjiang. On New Year's Eve, Third Uncle successfully shot down an incoming enemy plane in a new generation main fighter jet, the J-7. He flew away unscathed. The Annan monkey dared not say anything! He was so pleased!"

Ning Yuan, a sturdy young man with a military temperament, was among several young people. He patted his strong chest proudly and spoke loudly, his eyes full of longing and excitement.

"Uncle Ning is indeed an elite in our air force. Every time he makes a move, it's a fighter plane. In a few years, he might become an ace pilot."

"How can it be so fast? We are still short of four fighter jets! Ning Yuan's uncle is indeed very capable, but he shouldn't brag so much? He is an ace pilot."

One of the tall and handsome young men refuted.

"Both sides have maintained a certain degree of restraint. The Air Force has not directly participated in large-scale air battles. It exists more as a strategic deterrent and support force, providing emergency support, intelligence gathering, and transporting supplies.

No large-scale air force wars? It's too difficult to become an ace pilot!
Six ace pilots, including Zhao Baotong, Wang Hai, and Liu Yuti, who were born during the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, have already retired.

Our country does not have a single ace pilot in service!

How much money would it cost if we really had an air war?
The J-6 jet fighter, which is currently in the largest number of service, costs RMB. RMB!

Ning Yuan shook his head and explained.

An ace pilot (ACE) is a pilot who has shot down more than a certain number of enemy aircraft in air combat.

This title first appeared in World War I, generally referring to pilots who shot down more than five enemy planes.

But this standard is not fixed, different countries and regions may have different standards.

The standard for ace pilots in Britain and Germany is to shoot down 10 enemy planes, while in my country it is five.

Ning Yuan naturally hopes that his third uncle can become the top ace pilot in the country. This would mean great honor and a bright future, but this is not realistic.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. My third aunt is coming back today, so I'll go back first..."

Ning Yuan waved to a few young people and turned to leave. As soon as he turned around, he saw a young woman carrying a bag walking in from the gate of the compound.

"Third Aunt?! You're back! Why didn't you tell me so I could drive to pick you up." Ning Yuan's eyes widened, he shouted in surprise, and hurried over.

I didn’t expect that Cao Cao would appear as soon as I mentioned him.

Several young men nearby looked up quickly and saw a beautiful and elegant woman in a black coat walking in, which stunned everyone.

"Hiss... What a beautiful woman, who is this?"

The handsome young man who had just refuted said in astonishment.

At this time, a young woman with pigtails explained: "This is Uncle Ning's wife, Aunt Jiang Ting, who is a professor in the Chinese Department of Beijing Normal University."

"No wonder, this temperament is really not that of an ordinary person."

……

"Third Aunt!"

Jiang Ting looked at the familiar-looking young man running towards her and nodded indifferently.

There are three brothers and a younger sister in this generation of the Ning family.

The eldest is Ning Hongri, the second is Ning Mingfei, the third is Ning Ruzheng who is Jiang Ting’s husband, and the fourth is Ning Qiuyun.

The young man in his early twenties is Ning Yuan, the second son of the eldest brother Ning Hongri. He is currently studying at the Air Force Academy in Beijing.

"Let me help you with your luggage."

Ning Yuan felt a little embarrassed when he saw Jiang Ting's cold expression, but when he saw the bag in her hand, he hurriedly took it enthusiastically.

"No need."

Jiang Ting shook her head and walked forward on her own.

Seeing this, Ning Yuan could only touch his nose awkwardly and follow behind.

……

"Guru Guru~"

The spacious living room is covered with soft carpets and has all the furniture and appliances you could possibly need. It's not that the Ning family is deliberately seeking luxury.

On the one hand, the house had already been renovated by the previous owner, and on the other hand, the old man was in poor health, and it would be more comfortable for his legs and feet to step on the soft carpet.

"A Ting is back?"

Old Mr. Ning, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, saw Jiang Ting coming in from outside and asked in a deep voice.

"Ah."

Jiang Ting looked at the old man in front of her with a complicated look in her eyes.

"go Go."

Perhaps the old man knew that Jiang Ting was uncomfortable in this family, so he waved his hand and spoke in a gentle manner.

"Here are some snacks for you. I'll go find Sister Minghua first."

Jiang Ting took out two boxes of snacks from her bag and placed them on the table.

Tang Minghua is the wife of the eldest brother Ning Hongri, and was also the matchmaker who initially introduced her to Ning Ruzheng.

After delivering the gift, he turned around and went upstairs to the study.

Ning Yuan looked at Jiang Ting going upstairs and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Grandpa, why is Third Aunt so distant with us? I remember it wasn't like this before."

"Alas... this matter is my fault. We are the ones who let her down."

The old man was silent for a while, finally sighed and said in a deep voice.

……

In the study.

"Sister Minghua, what do you think of Kaiyan?"

Jiang Ting was sitting at a small table by the window, chatting with a lady of good temperament and plump figure.

Not far away, there was a young girl with waist-length hair, standing proudly in front of the coffee bar, fiddling with the coffee equipment densely arranged on the table.

"Kacha kacha~"

From time to time, you can hear the sound of a hand-cranked grinder grinding coffee beans echoing in the study.

"Is this child your sister Yuxiu's son? He is so handsome, even prettier than our Jiajia."

Tang Minghua held a color photo in her hand with a smile in her eyes.

She was particularly satisfied with the child's appearance, and she also heard Jiang Ting's detailed information about the young man clearly.

Both of my parents are highly educated. My father is a professor at Peking University, and my mother was also a lady from a wealthy family.

He joined the army right after graduating from high school, and was recently awarded a second-class individual merit.

Although he is only an assistant professor at Beijing Normal University now, he can still write articles and is truly a talented person with both literary and military talents.

He is considered a qualified candidate.

The girl not far away twitched her tender white ears, raised her chin when she heard this, and felt very disdainful in her heart.

"Although I don't have any requirements for family background, Jia Jia is too arrogant. She doesn't care whether a person is good or not. Previously, my family introduced a child from an old man's old leader's family to me, but this child criticized him to pieces."

Tang Minghua looked helplessly at the girl who was making coffee not far away and said.

Jiang Ting nodded. Ning Wanjia was very close to her, so Jiang Ting naturally wouldn't force her. This was just an introduction. If it worked out, everyone would be happy. If it didn't, it didn't matter.

"The coffee is here! Aunt San, would you like to try it? Is it the authentic one you drank in Germany?"

Ning Wanjia came over with three cups of latte art coffee and said with a smile.

The coffee was served, and a roasted aroma lingered in the study, and the three of them sat down.

Jiang Ting lowered her head and took a sip. The sourness and bitterness bloomed on the tip of her tongue. She frowned and found that the girl didn't even put any sugar in it.

When I looked up, I saw Ning Wanjia drinking coffee as if nothing had happened.

"You are here to vent your dissatisfaction?"

Jiang Ting poked the girl's head and scolded her.

"How dare I!"

Ning Wanjia cried out in injustice, her eyes full of cunning.

After a few people had some fun, their mother Tang Minghua asked solemnly, "Jia Jia, you just heard it, what do you think of Comrade Xiao Cheng that your third aunt introduced to you?"

"It's just so-so, nothing special... Since it was my third aunt who introduced me, I have to give her some face. But I will make the contact myself, and I don't need you to get involved."

Ning Wanjia held up the white porcelain coffee cup and drank, speaking leisurely.

"Jia Jia, you will discover the good qualities of that child only after you have interacted with him. It's up to you to interact with him in any way you want."

Jiang Ting smiled. She didn't reveal everything about Cheng Kaiyan at once. Her niece had to explore her talent, natural character, and charm on her own.

This is the only possibility between the two of them.

In her eyes, Cheng Kaiyan was really outstanding, apart from her family background of course.

If we ignore family background, compared to those spoiled children of cadres, there is a huge gap between them.

"It's a pity for Xiaoli... If she hadn't come directly to cancel the engagement and had just had some contact first... forget it, it's all in the past now."

Jiang Ting looked at the dripping rain outside the window, lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, feeling deeply moved.

at the same time.

Thousands of miles away in the ice city of Harbin, Liu Xiaoli, who had just got off the train, pushed open the door and sneezed when she was exposed to the temperature of more than 20 degrees below zero in Harbin.

Fortunately, before getting off the car, she took out the mink coat that Cheng Kaiyan gave her from the package and put it on. She couldn't help but wrap herself tightly in the white, beautiful, warm and smooth mink coat.

"Who is thinking of me, Kaiyan? I didn't expect this mink coat would come in handy."

Wish you all a happy National Day in advance!

Um...can I vote for the double monthly ticket at the end of the month?
Ball~~
Thanks to Yequnshi 500 points, Wangyoumiao 100 points, Jiaotaiyang 100 points for the reward
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(End of this chapter)