Chapter 122: Crazy to See Si Rong

Ever since they moved in after their engagement, she had carried this telephone with her.

When they went away for their travel wedding, she even specifically placed this telephone in Jiang Zhi's room.

After they returned, she immediately took it back.

The telephone seemed exceptionally important to her.

The next day, while moving house, Jiang Cheng confirmed this suspicion once again.

After a simple wash, Si Rong first packed the telephone into a cardboard box.

Everything else was ranked after the telephone, including Xiao Bai, who was meowing and had a very strong sense of presence.

However, since Si Rong did not say anything, he would not ask.

Everyone has their own hobbies or little secrets.

The family of three moved their belongings onto the jeep, and Mother Jiang urged her son to take good care of his wife and Jiang Zhi.

"Come back when you have time, Mom will make you something delicious!"

Old Madam Jiang knocked her cane against the concrete floor with a loud thud, "Good riddance! It's cleaner now that you're gone! Always living under someone else's roof is annoying to others!"

She said this while looking at Jiang Zhi.

Si Rong was worth over two hundred thousand, and she didn't even dare to say that lightly now.

"You're right! We're taking Xiao Zhi back to our own home, Nainai, you can stay here living under someone else's roof yourself!"

Jiang Cheng didn't give her, as his grandmother, even half a shred of face.

Furious, Old Madam Jiang slammed her cane down a few more times.

But no one paid her any mind, anyway.

The new house Jiang Cheng was assigned was a two-story building with a courtyard, also in the newly planned Family Quarters of the Huaiyang Navy.

Just as they parked, a head poked out from next door, peering toward their house.

It was a boy of seven or eight years old.

"Xiao Qiang! Come back!"

A woman wearing glasses stood at the doorway and shouted.

Seeing Jiang Cheng and the others, she pulled out a smile, "Division Commander Jiang has moved in?"

"Yes, just moved in." Jiang Cheng had no intention of chatting further and took out his keys to open the door.

He heard the woman say again, "By the way, Fang Ting also moved in a couple of days ago; it's as if you two had planned it!"

As she said this, she sized up Si Rong, "Division Commander Jiang's wife is truly beautiful! Come over to our place to hang out when you're free!"

Si Rong nodded slightly.

She was not used to getting chummy with people she didn't know well.

After taking their things into the courtyard, she asked Jiang Cheng, "Is that woman who just spoke to us also a military dependent?"

"She is the spouse of Political Commissar Tao," Jiang Cheng introduced her briefly, and recalling the woman's words, he immediately explained earnestly, "I didn't know Fang Ting had moved here."

Of course, it was even less likely to be "planned" as Political Commissar Tao's wife had claimed.

He was married now and would keep his distance from other women.

Si Rong hadn't expected him to explain so solemnly.

However, this also proved from the side that the woman just now was sowing discord.

That was fine, she just happened to be bad at doing housework.

"Hmph! I'm angry!"

After Si Rong said this, she held Xiao Bai and stood still in the courtyard, just watching Jiang Cheng and Jiang Zhi, the uncle and niece, do the work.

Jiang Cheng:...

His little wife had likely learned to be bad from Jiang Yu.

Never mind, he hadn't wanted his wife to do the work anyway.

This thought happened to coincide with Si Rong's; they didn't cook that evening, and Jiang Cheng went to the military canteen to get food.

"How about we let Wang Ma come?"

Si Rong suggested.

"Okay."

Jiang Cheng agreed.

"Will it have a bad influence on you?" Si Rong was a little worried about this issue.

"It won't."

The era when one had to be careful about such influences had passed; many elderly cadres now had domestic helpers in their homes.

The military leadership didn't concern themselves with every little thing.

"Do we need to invite them to dinner?"

Si Rong remembered that they had a travel wedding and hadn't hosted his comrades.

"Let's invite them, but if you don't like having many people at home, we can go to a restaurant," Jiang Cheng said.

Si Rong's feelings were to be put first.

"Let's have them come to the house!" Si Rong didn't want people to gossip that her husband was putting on airs, "Let Wang Ma come tomorrow, you set the time for the dinner and tell me."

"Okay."

The small courtyard was quite clean; Mother Jiang must have had someone clean and tidy it up.

But it still felt like something was missing.

As soon as Wang Ma arrived, she saw it, "We need to plant some flowers and plants for it to feel like a home!"

"You're right, Wang Ma! I'll buy some when I come back tonight!"

Si Rong went to the dance club and made plans to have lunch with Ming Zi at noon.

The two of them had arranged to meet at a Western restaurant.

She didn't expect to run into Shen Qinghe, who was also eating there with a friend.

"What a coincidence."

Si Rong exchanged a few brief pleasantries with him, then found a table with Ming Zi and ordered their meal.

At the table, Ming Zi vividly recounted her experience of going to Kongque Zhen to Si Rong.

"It was just too hilarious! She actually thought she had so much face with me, asking me to go save her daughter!"

"And that mother of hers, she really is just awful! Selling her own niece just like that!"

"If it weren't for your sake, would I have gone to that so-called Kongque Zhen?"

Si Rong listened quietly.

"In the future, there is no need to consider my sake," Si Rong said, feeling a deep repulsion for that family, "I have already completely drawn a line with them."

"If I were there, even if she knelt and begged me, I wouldn't pay her any mind. Li Xuan's pair of children both inherited her traits; they are absolutely incapable of being grateful."

"I knew you would say that," Ming Zi raised an eyebrow, "I'll just consider it a good deed for the day!"

"Mm, good people are rewarded."

Si Rong told her that Shen Yuan's mental state had temporarily returned to normal and that she could return to school.

"Really?"

Ming Zi hadn't expected that going to Kongque Zhen would turn out to be a blessing in disguise.

"It's just that her type of mental illness still needs to be looked at carefully; otherwise, I'm afraid it will relapse if she is triggered."

……

"I personally suggest letting student Shen Yuan rest and recover for a while longer," the teacher said to Li Xuan, "Compared to studies, the child's health is more important."

"Teacher, Xiao Yuan is really already better. I beg you, please let her return to school for classes!" Li Xuan was also pleasantly surprised; just when she felt there was no hope for this daughter in this lifetime, Heaven finally gave her a piece of good news.

Her daughter's mental state had returned to normal.

"Teacher, I believe I can do it!" Shen Yuan said immediately; she never wanted to be locked up in that muddled state like before again.

Just like that, Shen Yuan returned to the classroom.

At the end of April, the teachers held a parent-teacher meeting for the students preparing for the College Entrance Examination.

This was the first time Li Xuan officially attended a parent-teacher meeting in the capacity of Shen Yuan's mother.

She had originally wanted to dress up nicely, but she didn't expect Shen Lan to take the initiative and ask to go himself.

He even shaved his beard and dug out his old suit.

Shen Lan was dressed very formally; this was his first time attending a parent-teacher meeting for his daughter.

In the past, it was always Si Rong who went.

The reasons he gave to Li Xuan for wanting to attend the parent-teacher meeting today were all made up.

Only one thought in the depths of his heart was real.

He had heard that Jiang Cheng's daughter was a classmate of Xiao Yuan.

He wanted to see Si Rong; he wanted to see her with a maddening intensity.

Sure enough, Shen Lan had not guessed wrong; he saw Si Rong at the parent-teacher meeting.

The woman was wearing a scarlet long dress, her long hair coiled at the back of her head, sitting gently and beautifully beside a young girl.