The daughter got out of the labor camp, and now sheās following her fiancĆ© to the military life. Finally, the stone in her heart has settled down.
Early this morning, Qiu Hualan hummed a tune, took her grandson to the market, bought several hearty dishes, and invited Du Guangjun, who was not far away, for a meal at home.
"Brother Du, seeing you alone today, why donāt you come to my house for a meal?"
"Sister Qiu, a few days ago I saw some young people in your house, and I felt embarrassed to go in. Who are they to you?" These days, Du Guangjun had already gotten over his āheartbreakā and was enjoying a leisurely retired life, playing chess and cards in the community. Occasionally, heād visit Sister Qiuās house to tease the children and have a meal.
When he was pursuing Liang Hongmei, he always felt inferior and eager to please. Compared with her fellow villager, Sister Qiu, he felt much more competent in front of her.
"Oh, I forgot to introduce them to you. They are my daughter and her fiancƩ. Her fiancƩ took leave to bring my daughter over to see the kids."
"Oh, I see. Heās in the military, isnāt he? Itās tough for soldiers, they get so few holidays. Itās even harder to come back home."
"Isnāt it? Both are busy with work, and thereās no one to look after the kids, so they left them with me."
"Daughters always think of their mothers first in such matters. These tiring tasks of looking after kids should be left to the grandparents. Children should grow up close to their family." Du Guangjun said jokingly while teasing Hua Hua in the stroller.
Qiu Hualan smiled awkwardly, not saying a word.
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"Langchi, I..." In the southern military era. In the district courtyard, Ye Qing bashfully grabbed Mei Langchiās hand, feeling a bit shy.
"Donāt worry, Iāve already applied for the house, itās just a bit simple inside. Once we go in, take a look, and if anythingās missing, Iāll give you money to get it." Mei Langchi pulled Ye Qingās hand, calmly entering a third-floor apartment in the building.
Inside was a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment, not big, with just a military single bed and nothing else.
Mei Langchi used to live in the military dorms, and even after getting married, he barely saw Tao Jia. They were in different military divisions, so neither applied for housing.
Whoever had time would visit the other, have a brief meeting, stay at a guesthouse, then leave again.
So this was Mei Langchiās first real home in the military era. He took it very seriously.
But he didnāt have much money; when he divorced Tao Jia, he left her all the five thousand yuan in their bank account.
Luckily, Mom secretly gave him some money. This time, he went over, installed a phone for Ye Qingās mom, which cost over two thousand, and left three hundred before leaving.
So now, he only had a few hundred yuan left.
Remembering the promise to the reform captain, a shrewd glint flashed in Mei Langchiās eyes.
Ye Qing was very satisfied here, the south was always better, never as cold as that S City. If it werenāt for competing with Lin Wan back then, she would never have chosen S City.
"Letās go, Iāll take you out to eat. Itās still early, Iāll take you to the city to buy some daily necessities. We can eat at the military canteen these days."
"Okay," Ye Qing said, smiling, hugging Mei Langchiās neck, and deliberately gave a joyful kiss on his cheek.
Theyād been traveling for days without much intimacy, but two nights ago, they did it once in the car while traveling at night.
That night was novel and exciting, and Ye Qing felt like the sturdy car was nearly shaken apart.
This was one of the things Mei Langchi liked about Ye Qing; heād never done such exciting things with Tao Jia.
Ye Qing always had a way to tempt him, something that made him addicted and delighted.
With just that small gesture, Mei Langchi felt itching with desire and, disregarding the time, directly pushed Ye Qing onto the bed and went at it fiercely.
When they both emerged satisfied, it was past the mealtime.
Without eating, they went straight to the city. From toothpaste and toothbrushes to quilts and wardrobes, except for the wardrobe, they brought everything back in the car.
Ye Qing acted very much the model wife, being very frugal with expenses, which made Mei Langchi realize having a woman in the house could save a lot of money, which was a good thing.
People in the courtyard were secretly watching. There had been quite a scandal recently about Commander Meiās infidelity, and now he actually brought a woman back.
"The little vixen is here, best everyone stay away. I heard they even have a child."
"Who knows. Didnāt Vice Mei and Team Mei always say they didnāt have one? We just saw them, didnāt see a child either."
"Yeah, could it really be like Vice Mei and Team Mei said, that he found someone after the divorce?"
"She looks so scrawny, not at all as pretty as his ex-wife."
"Have you seen his ex-wife?"
"Once, sheās a pilot, no less. Flying planes! Such an impressive woman, Vice Mei must have been bewitched."
"A woman flying planes? Impressive indeed."
"Men are just like that, have a good one by their side, yet prefer the flirtatious types."
"I donāt see her as flirtatious at all, too thin, hardly looks like sheād bear well."
"Who cares, weāll just wait and see how things unfold. If it seems alright, we can communicate, otherwise, weāll just keep our distance."
Ye Qing never thought sheād become a military wife one day, far from the demons at home, far from the disgusting Li Liang, living the life she wanted.
Now, she was almost on par with Lin Wan. The only difference was she didnāt have as much money.
In her mind, it was just a matter of time. Having learned her lesson from the last time, she was determined to succeed.
"Iāve already helped you find job contacts, one is an art teacher at a nearby elementary school, the other is a designer at a shoe factory. You can draw, right? Both places are near the military base. You can go there by bus. If you donāt like it, Iāll buy you a bicycle."
Ye Qing smiled gently and replied obediently, "Whatever career you want me to pursue, Iāll pursue it."
Mei Langchi appreciated Ye Qingās obedience, smiling in satisfaction, "Either is fine, teaching is respectable, and being a designer sounds technical. The factory director said if you design well, you could even participate in national competitions."
Ye Qing thought privately, so Mei Langchi cared about appearances, quickly smiling and agreeing, "Being a designer sounds nice, the pay must be good."
Mei Langchi laughed, pointing at her, "Fifty yuan a month, weekends off. Occasionally, you can stay home if you donāt want to go. Just submit a few good pieces each quarter."
Ye Qing thought it sounded good, "Okay, then Iāll go to the shoe factory. Donāt worry, your wife wonāt embarrass you."
The word "wife" made Mei Langchi feel warm all over; after all, wasnāt this the life heād wanted these past years? A gentle, obedient wife who made him her priority, virtuous and competent.
A sentence made Ye Qing happy again, "The day after tomorrow, letās get our marriage certificate."
"Okay, as you say."
Actually, Ye Qing had her own plans. In these few months at the labor reform team, she learned quite a bit about shoe-making processes and knew the profit from shoes. If she familiarized herself at the shoe factory, she could eventually start her own business.
She was determined to surpass Lin Wan.
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Ye Weijun had been in S City for two days, went to Ye Qingās school, and they told him Ye Qing had already graduated this year and was no longer at school.
Not at school, where should he go to find them?
Ye Weijun emerged from the cheap guesthouse, looked at the thick layer of snow outside, the empty street, put both hands in his sleeves, and angrily cursed the street, "Damn it, tricked me. Wait till I find you two bitches, Iāll beat you to death."
After venting, Ye Weijun found a phone booth to call home.
"Dad, howās it going, did you find my mom yet?"
"Damn it, your sister tricked us, donāt know where those two are enjoying themselves now. Go to the next village to ask Liang Weixiang about your sisterās address. Iāll go look. Hurry, Iāll call you again tomorrow. Damn it, freezing here is unbearable, I canāt stay much longer."
"Understood, Dad."
Ye Weijun hung up and hurriedly returned to the guesthouse. He had only brought a hundred yuan when he left, which wasnāt enough at all. In just two days, he had only over seventy yuan left and couldnāt even afford a thick winter coat. At the department store, he found out a military coat cost over twenty yuan. Just touching it got him a disdainful look from the clerk.
Seeing this made Ye Weijun angry, thinking back home, heād have beaten such an insolent woman.
With a hundred-plus yuan, back home, he couldāve had a whole year of drinking and feasting. If he spent all this hundred yuan and still couldnāt find Ah Qing and her mother, itād be such a waste of his drinking money.