"Woo woo, Ma, I feel so uncomfortable, I really feel so uncomfortable."
After work today, she went to the Department Store and carefully selected a gift. She planned to wait until after the Spring Festival, and ask Li Shuyue to arrange an opportunity for her to see Li Tingxuan, then give it to him and confess her feelings.
But upon returning, she suddenly heard the news that Sheng Ze Xi had already married a woman from the countryside. That way, Li Shuyue would have absolutely no opportunity, and would no longer help her.
Would she and Li Tingxuan have absolutely no chance?
No one knew how Fang Manping felt.
It was like being stabbed hard with a knife, like a beautiful dream that had shattered in an instant.
"No, no, Pingping, Mama will definitely help you."
"You came out of Mama's belly, and Mama certainly hopes that you can marry well."
"Mama understands you."
Fang Manping choked up and didn't speak.
She knew that her mother didn't understand, didn't understand that after being saved by Li Tingxuan, this man had taken root in her heart, taking root and sprouting.
All these years, she had been gazing at Li Tingxuan.
That sprouting seed had long grown into a towering tree.
If she were to forcibly uproot this tree, how could it be possible?
Under Fang Wanrong's comfort, Fang Manping gradually calmed down.
The next day, after Fang Manping went to the Art Troupe, she saw Li Shuyue rehearsing a dance on stage.
She knew that Li Shuyue was rehearsing the dance so hard because this dance was Li Shuyue's solo performance, and it would be performed on stage at the Northwest Military Region's Lunar New Year's Eve gala soon.
Li Shuyue wanted to rehearse well to surprise Sheng Ze Xi.
Watching Li Shuyue, like a proud white swan, so confident and unrestrained on stage, Fang Manping was very envious.
Many times, she felt like an ugly duckling, even if she liked someone, she could only hide it in her heart, cautiously, not even daring to express her feelings in front of him.
"Shuyue, I have something to tell you about my brother." Fang Manping said after Li Shuyue finished a dance.
Hearing it was about Sheng Ze Xi, Li Shuyue immediately came over, her eyes full of anticipation, "What is it? Tell me quickly. Is Brother Sheng coming back on leave?"
"No, Shuyue, I just learned from Uncle yesterday that my brother, he, got married!"
When Fang Manping finished speaking, Li Shuyue's pretty face sank, as if covered with dark clouds.
"Is that true? Did he really marry a country woman?"
"Mm."
"Okay, I understand."
Fang Manping felt that Li Shuyue's expression was a little strange, so she couldn't help but ask, "Shuyue, then, are you still going to the Northwest Military Region?"
Li Shuyue smiled, but the smile was somewhat chilling, "Go, of course I'm going."
She was going to the Northwest Military Region to see what kind of vixen had hooked Sheng Ze Xi into marrying her.
Sheng Ze Xi could only be hers, and if other women dared to touch him, she would tear their skin off, even if they were married.
At this time, far away in Huaihua Village, Gu Jia Ning, who was standing in front of a house, suddenly shivered.
She couldn't help but wrap the cotton-padded coat tighter around herself, muttering to herself: It's snowing in the Northwest Military Region now, it must be much colder than here. She, whose constitution is inherently cold and afraid of the cold, should probably prepare some thicker clothes.
At this time, the door in front of her creaked open, instantly interrupting her thoughts.
Gazing at the young woman wearing a grey cotton-padded coat in front of her.
Compared to the slender figures of girls in this era, the girl in front of her was even more muscular than a man. Even wearing a cotton-padded coat and cotton pants, one could almost see the bulging muscles under her clothes.
Her skin was a deep wheat color, and her face was relatively rough compared to the delicate features of other girls.
She had short hair, only slightly longer than a man's crew cut.
Bao Shan Yan, during the 1960s, escaped famine with her mother, Bao Yingzi, from another place, and has settled in Huaihua Village for over ten years now.
Bao Shan Yan, who was once a child, has grown into a 21-year-old young woman.
Through the door, Gu Jia Ning could vaguely see another equally strong figure busy at the stove inside.
She knew that must be Bao Shan Yan's mother.
Because the Bao Family only has the two of them, mother and daughter.
When Bao Shan Yan followed her mother to escape famine to Huaihua Village, she was also thin and small.
It is said that she grew so tall because of the hunter genes in the Bao Yingzi family.
It is said that the Bao Family specifically produces female hunters.
And after Bao Shan Yan grew up, Bao Yingzi also taught her hunting skills.
Therefore, during Huaihua Village's hunting expeditions for wild boars, Bao Shan Yan always went first, her hunting ability surpassing even the men in the village.
Even when working in the fields, she and her mother always fulfilled their quotas.
Perhaps because Bao Shan Yan's appearance is too rough, her figure too muscular, lacking femininity, or perhaps because of the Bao family's condition that requires the man to become the husband, even though she expressed her intention to marry several years ago, Bao Shan Yan remains unmarried.
At 21 years old, for the girls in this village, she is considered an old maid.
But Gu Jia Ning knew that Bao Shan Yan was not simple, or rather, she hid herself deeply, not simply as she appeared on the surface.
Almost the moment the door opened, Gu Jia Ning felt like prey, targeted by Bao Shan Yan.
Sharp eyes with a flash of jealousy passed through Bao Shan Yan's eyes. Quickly, she asked incomprehensibly, "Gu Jia Ning, are you looking for me?"
It was no wonder Bao Shan Yan was puzzled, because in the past ten years, although they lived in the same village, they had almost no interaction and never talked privately.
Knowing Bao Shan Yan's background, to be honest, Gu Jia Ning was a little afraid, but she quickly adjusted her emotions and calmed herself down.
She got straight to the point, "Yes, Bao Shan Yan, you like Wen Zhuqing, don't deny it. I know you like him. Before, I saw you secretly watching several times when I was talking to Wen Zhuqing."
Almost the moment she said this, Bao Shan Yan's face tightened, her eyes narrowed sharply.
Gu Jia Ning's heart skipped a beat, but she continued, "Then do you want to be with Wen Zhuqing?"
Bao Shan Yan pursed her lips, frowning, "What do you mean?"
Gu Jia Ning began to persuade, "I presume you've heard the news that I recently got engaged to an officer. To be honest, I did like Wen Zhiqing before, but now I've met someone more suitable for me. I'm afraid my partner will be jealous if they know I liked Wen Zhiqing before, so I thought, if Wen Zhiqing got married, I wouldn't have this worry."
"I know those female Intellectual Youths in the Intellectual Youth Point all like Wen Zhiqing, but I think Wen Zhiqing is quite good. It's better that he doesn't fall into the hands of those girls."
"So, if you also like Wen Zhiqing, I can help you."
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