1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 222 The Truth and Frontline News

"Is the old lady finally back?"

The bright afternoon light filtered through the gauze curtains and fell on the two letters on the desk.

Hearing the knocks and voices coming from behind, Li Su subconsciously put the thick letters on the table into his inner pocket, and then responded calmly: "Please come in, Madam Ning."

The door opened with a click.

A beautiful woman in a red dress and holding an ivory fan in her hand pushed open the door, took a step closer and stopped.

"Comrade Li, I'm very sorry to have kept you waiting for a week. The old lady just returned to BJ after going out for research, and she wanted to see you now."

Ning Qiuyue did not enter the room. She leaned against the door frame and looked at the man sitting at the desk and said calmly.

Just last week, Li Su, a muscular man with a military air, came to my door and claimed that he was serving at the Yanshan Air Force Base of the Southern Xinjiang Military Region and was on leave to visit his family.

In addition, he delivered two letters entrusted by his comrade-in-arms Ning Ruzheng to the old lady personally.

In the past few days, Ning Qiuyue has conducted a thorough investigation into this man named Li Su.

He was thirty-seven years old, with the rank of lieutenant. He joined the army at the age of eighteen as a scout. At the age of twenty-six, he won first-class merit. He studied at the Military Academy and was promoted all the way. Later, he was transferred to the Air Force Base due to injury.

There is a sentence in the information: He is on good terms with Ning Ruzheng.

"It's okay, I'm the one bothering you."

Li Su shook his head. Thanks to Ru Zheng, he was given a full half month to visit his relatives.

Waiting for a few days is nothing.

If I had delivered the other letter first, I wouldn't have been in such a rush.

But Ning Ruzheng told him to send it to the old lady first before sending the second letter.

"hehe."

Ning Qiuyue smiled, turned around and waved, "Come with me, Comrade Li."

"coming."

Li Su looked at the woman's back, tightened his hand on the envelope in the inner pocket of his military uniform, and followed her.

The luxury and grandeur of the Ning family's house far exceeded the imagination of a rural child like him.

The room has a Western architectural style, solid wood furniture, a big TV, a big refrigerator, and clean and tidy carpets. The most surprising thing is the large ice cubes in the corners of the room for cooling down.

When he saw them for the first time, Li Su had only one thought in his mind: how much could he sell them for if he took them home to make popsicles?

Following Ning Qiuyue's figure, he came to a study on the second floor. Looking at the round handle on the door, he felt a little nervous for the first time in a long time.

It is said that this old lady Jiang is the leader of the General Political Department and holds a very high status.

When she was at the base before, when this old lady occasionally called, the leaders of the base would always call her "chief" or "big sister".

He couldn't help but be careless.

"I won't go in. Comrade Li, please go in by yourself."

After Ning Qiuyue brought him here, she turned around and left.

She was very curious about what kind of confidential letter her third brother had sent back, so she specially asked a comrade-in-arms to deliver it back, and only showed it to the old lady. With doubts in her mind, the beautiful woman, as charming as a flower, walked downstairs in her sandals.

……

Downstairs living room.

Sister-in-law Tang Minghua, who was sitting on the sofa resting, saw her come back and asked hurriedly.

"How is it? What happened to the third brother? Didn't he say he would be back at the end of the month? It's almost August and he still hasn't come back. He even had to find someone to deliver a letter."

"Who knows? I don't think he will be back anytime soon. He must be held back by something. But in this case, I'm afraid Third Brother and Jiang Ting won't be able to get a divorce for the time being."

Ning Qiuyue sighed, seeming a little regretful. The whole family had been in a fuss over this matter, but now they are not coming back.

"The third brother made up his mind to divorce, but he didn't come back. Isn't this just putting Ting on the spot?"

Tang Minghua, who was wearing a bright yellow loose shirt, slammed the table in annoyance, very angry.

She was very clear about this matter. After all, the third brother felt that he owed A Ting too much over the years, so he took the initiative to propose a divorce.

But in fact, in Tang Minghua's opinion, Jiang Ting's personality is too cold. She doesn't take these things seriously and doesn't care much about divorce or not.

It's just an extra divorce certificate. I still live alone and my life hasn't changed much at all.

But it’s different now. Because of the divorce, the old lady had Jiang Ting brought back to reflect on her mistakes and to be scolded.

If it weren't for the support of Cheng Kaiyan, Ah Ting would probably have been under house arrest.

In the end, it was thanks to Mr. Ye Shengtao and the fact that the Ning family had indeed done something wrong that the old lady reluctantly discussed the matter with Jiang Ting on an equal footing.

Although Tang Minghua was not sure what the two of them talked about last time, she was sure that after the conversation, the old lady had tacitly agreed to the divorce.

Everyone is now waiting for Ning Ruzheng to come back and get a divorce.

But now you, Ning Ruzheng, said you won’t come back and you can’t come back, making this matter in a mess.

This is a huge variable, and the old lady might change her mind.

"Who knows... But considering his personality, he dared to go back to the army on the night of his wedding. Is there anything he can't do?"

Ning Qiuyue paused and said in a sarcastic tone.

"you?"

When Tang Minghua heard this, she quickly looked up at her sister-in-law, who in her impression was sarcastic and mean.

"Why are you looking at me? I just...just feel sorry for Jiang Ting because we're both women!"

Ning Qiuyue snorted coldly and spoke in an unnatural tone.

The two looked at each other and Tang Minghua sighed. She just hoped that there wouldn't be too many unexpected changes.

……

In front of the study on the second floor, the summer afternoon sun left diagonal grids on the solid wood floor of the corridor.

A cool breeze blew in from the window at the end of the corridor. Li Su stood for a while and knocked on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Please come in."

From the study, a strong female voice came, full of energy and spirit.

Li Su pushed the door open and went in.

The study room that came into view was very spacious. An old woman with gray hair and black-framed glasses sat behind the desk opposite, working on the documents at hand.

Behind the old woman is a whole wall of bookshelves, filled with a dazzling array of things.

There is also an embroidery hanging on the wall, which reads: A harmonious family brings prosperity.

The old lady didn't look up when she heard the noise, but just casually said, "Sit anywhere, there are still some documents to be processed."

"Yes."

Li Su saw a chair in front of the desk. He hesitated for a moment, but did not sit down. He just stood there, waiting for the old lady to process the documents.

His figure in the sun is straight and tall as a pine tree.

This scene naturally fell into the old lady's peripheral vision, making her nod secretly in her heart.

It turns out that the friends you are willing to make are not that bad.

Asking Comrade Li Su to deliver the letters personally was not only a reflection of his character, but also because of the importance of the two letters.

Jiang Yunxia could probably guess why. It was simply because she was worried that someone was being bullied at home.

Thinking of this, she felt a little dissatisfied, because he has the support of his family!

Jiang Yunxia snorted coldly and lowered her head to continue processing documents.

The next red-headed document had a few large characters written on it, proposing to continue the military essay solicitation and calling on writers to collect folk songs in southern Xinjiang.

Jiang Yunxia had some impression of the military writers' field trip.

Last February, Liu Baiyu, the former director of the General Political Department's Cultural Department, proposed organizing military writers in the army to go to the front line in southern Xinjiang for field research, which attracted considerable attention.

Later, many popular and excellent military works emerged, such as the military reportage "Son of a General" which won the grand prize in last year's essay contest, and the novel "Armored 008".

Among them, "Iron Man 008" was also made into a movie, which caused quite a stir after its release at the beginning of this year.

However, some people outside are saying that there are beautifying elements in these military literary and artistic works.

Therefore, someone in the department brought up the old matter again this year and decided to conduct another field trip.

Jiang Yunxia thought about it carefully and signed it.

After a while, the file was processed.

Jiang Yunxia screwed the cap on the pen and looked up, "Xiao Li, come and sit down."

"Yes."

Li Su came back to his senses and sat upright at his desk.

With clear eyes, he took out a letter from his pocket, confirmed the name and then handed it over with both hands, "This is a handwritten letter from Ruzheng. I must hand it to you personally."

"Is this all?" Jiang Yunxia took it and found it quite substantial. She then opened it and began to read it. However, the more she read, the more frightened she became.

After not seeing each other for dozens of months, I wanted to go home to visit my parents recently, but I was injured in an accident and was hospitalized. I had to ask a good friend to pass on the message to show his concern.

The divorce was decided by me alone and had nothing to do with her.

We have rarely seen each other over the years, but she has never blamed me.

With her personality, she doesn't care whether she gets divorced or not.

But she has taken on so much for me, maintaining my marriage, my family's misunderstanding, and giving birth.

I feel guilty because I failed to shoulder my responsibilities and could neither reunite her family nor give her...

It's all my fault. I hope you won't make things difficult for her.

……

The study was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, the only sound was the flipping of letters.

Jiang Yunxia was silent for a long time, her hands tightly clenched around the letter paper, which was wrinkled.

The old lady had always been calm, but her youngest son's words frightened her into a state of great turmoil, as if she was about to face a catastrophe.

It was not until today that she finally understood that her youngest son had been accidentally injured during fighter training in his early years, which damaged his ability in that area.

The doctor originally said that if he rested well, he would have a chance to recover, but the flight load of the fighter jet would cause great damage to the pilot's cardiovascular system...

She lowered her eyes, thinking.

So... so that's why. No wonder he left on the wedding night. No wonder A Ting had the words on the tip of her tongue that day but swallowed them back.

These two kids are really... woo!

But her medical report also...

……

I don’t know how long it took, but Li Su just felt that the aura emanating from the old lady not far away was as heavy as a mountain, pressing him to the point of suffocation.

"He's injured? What's the reason?"

When Li Su heard the old lady's question, he quickly replied, "During a mission to escort military supplies, we were interfered with by enemy fighter planes. The left wing of the plane malfunctioned, so we had to make an emergency landing and parachuted, breaking both of our legs."

There was a malfunction, forced landing and parachuting?
Jiang Yunxia frowned, feeling really worried, just hoping that nothing serious happened.

She stared at Li Su and asked in a very serious tone: "I see, he gave you another letter, right?"

"Yes, there is one, but it cannot be given to you."

Li Su nodded, his eyes firm.

"bring here."

Jiang Yunxia extended her hand without allowing any refusal, her eyes calm.

"No."

Li Su still shook his head.

The two of them stood face to face for a long time, and finally Jiang Yunxia sighed: "Go ahead, do you know her home address?"

"I don't know."

"I'll have someone take you there tomorrow, go out."

Jiang Yunxia waved her hand and said, covering her forehead with her hands, a little tired.

"Ok."
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In the evening, everyone gets off work.

The living room was brightly lit and the family was sitting around the dining table.

Jiang Yunxia was worried but she didn't show any sign of it on the surface. She just ate her meal.

"Mom, what did the third brother say in the letter he sent?"

Tang Minghua and Ning Qiuyue were very curious about what message Ning Ruzheng sent back.

"Yes, grandma, didn't Third Uncle say he would be back at the end of the month? Tomorrow is August 1st."

Ning Wanjia sat next to her mother, wearing a white Western-style dress, and asked with a frown.

She thought that if her third uncle didn't come back, then her third aunt wouldn't be able to get a divorce?
"The third brother made a mistake while performing the mission and broke his leg. He is now lying in the hospital and can't come back for the time being." Jiang Yunxia explained with a complicated look in her eyes.

"What's going on? Why did it suddenly happen?"

Old man Ning Zhengguo frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Can the hospital in Southern Xinjiang cure him? Or should we send him back to Beijing for treatment?"

The eldest brother Ning Hongri suggested.

"What about A-Ting..."

Tang Minghua asked tentatively, and just as she and her fourth sister guessed, the third brother would not be coming back for the time being.

"Let them be, I don't care."

Jiang Yunxia shook her head and didn't want to say anything more about this matter.

Everyone was also very considerate and stopped talking.

Ning Qiuyue smiled and changed the subject, "Mom, what have you been busy with recently? You haven't been home for a long time."

"I'm not busy, just doing research and attending meetings everywhere."

Jiang Yunxia shook her head. It was almost August 1st and there were a lot of things to do at work.

Speaking of things, she remembered something. "Now there is one thing. Last year, our General Political Department's Cultural Department Minister Liu proposed to organize a military writer's field trip and essay contest. We want to organize it again this year."

"A writer going to the front line to collect folk songs? Do you approve it?"

Tang Minghua works from the Ministry of Culture and is quite interested in this aspect.

"Well, the scale will be expanded this time. Not only military writers will participate, but writers from outside the country will also have to participate." Jiang Yunxia nodded.

"Are there any writers really willing to participate? This is like going to the front line!"

Ning Wanjia frowned. She felt that few of these writers would be willing to joke with their lives. There was a war going on on the front line in southern Xinjiang.

Wang Jianan, a 15 or 16-year-old boy who was eating not far away, heard this and raised his head to refute: "How can there be no more? Sister Jiajia, you are underestimating our current great writers, right? As the saying goes, heroes emerge from youth."

"Haha, you little brat, you know nothing! Tell me one and let me see."

Ning Wanjia sneered coldly.

"Isn't that your lover Cheng Kaiyan?"

A smug, triumphant, and sinister smile appeared on Wang Jianan's face.

This is what you asked me to say, Sister Jia Jia!

But you can't blame me.

Ever since he was beaten by Cheng Kaiyan last time, this third-generation dandy has been holding a grudge against Cheng Kaiyan.

I've always been thinking about finding an opportunity to take revenge, and today I finally found the opportunity.

"Shut up! Do you have the guts to say it again? What lover?"

Ning Wanjia's pretty face, as delicate as a porcelain doll, turned completely cold. She stood up suddenly and said with a sharp look in her eyes.

"You didn't ask me to say that..."

Wang Jianan wanted to refute, but was frightened by the look of his aunt Tang Minghua and shrank his head.

After all, he is an outsider in this family and his status is not high.

"Jian'an is still a child, what can he understand? Forget it."

Ning Qiuyue defended.

"He is a child and you are also a child?"

Tang Minghua said with a frown.

"Okay, let's eat."

The old man patted the table.

After meal.

Ning Qiuyue found the old lady and said, "Mom! How about I help you with the folk song collection? I see that you are tired during this period, and I am idle at home with nothing to do."

Jiang Yunxia didn't doubt her, she just thought it was her daughter's filial piety, so she nodded and said, "I'll ask someone to find you later. You will be responsible for this matter."

"Don't worry, Mom! I will definitely do it properly."

Ning Qiuyue assured with a smile.

The guy with the surname Cheng is really suitable.

He studied under Mr. Ye and was a well-known genius in the literary world. What's more, he himself came from the army.

Going to the front line to collect materials is nothing. It just allows him to set an example for those writers who are powerless.

(End of this chapter)