Chapter 944: Taking Again

The Beijing Hotel was very lively this day. The road outside was parked with military green jeeps, and most of the people coming in and out were cadres in military uniforms and leather shoes, aged forty or fifty. There were also some who were fifty or sixty, or even sixty or seventy years old.

Hao Shuwen's father was a chief of the Beijing Military Region, so the people he knew were naturally all military personnel, whether they were other chiefs or other juniors, they were basically all military. Of course, there were also people from government units, but they were really too few in comparison.

As for Wang Yan himself, the people he called were much fewer, but they were also all military personnel. He called all forty-nine people from the first batch of special forces under his command, as well as the civilian staff and researchers under the Equipment Department. In addition, there were other familiar People's Liberation Army literature, editors-in-chief and editors of People's Literature, some people from the General Political Department Art Troupe, etc.

Of course, there was no shortage of some higher-level chiefs. Because they couldn't come, they specially sent secretaries, clerks, etc., to participate, which was still very face-saving.

Of course, there was no shortage of Xiao Suizi, Lin Dingding, and the couple Liu Feng and He Xiaoping.

Just as mentioned earlier, there was no ceremony; it was just a simple meal. Wang Yan and Hao Shuwen went around recognizing people with the father-in-law.

Xiao Suizi's feeling was of course complicated. Lin Dingding, who was sitting at a table, had even more thoughts. She had known about it for a long time, but when this moment really came, she couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Congratulations." Xiao Suizi clinked glasses with Wang Yan and Hao Shuwen, drinking beverage.

"Yeah, really congratulations." Lin Dingding blinked her eyes, flirting with Wang Yan secretly.

Relatively speaking, she actually had a psychological advantage. Ever since she avoided Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi and secretly hooked up with Wang Yan, she had a psychological advantage. Now that she had really slept with Wang Yan, and Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi didn't know, there was a sense of stimulation in it.

Hao Shuwen smiled happily, drinking beverage with them, and didn't forget to greet the couple Liu Feng and He Xiaoping who were sitting at the table.

Just like this, they toasted and recognized people, lively and bustling, which could be considered a perfect wedding banquet.

As for the special forces soldiers, they couldn't drink alcohol; it was mainly to show a sense of participation. They came in two trucks, and when they arrived, they just ate. Wang Yan took Hao Shuwen to toast, and they drank beverage. That was considered seeing people. After eating and drinking enough, they got into the trucks and returned to the barracks in the suburbs to continue training.

Now the Beijing Military Region is conducting a grand competition for scouts, and the content of the competition was set by Wang Yan. Physical fitness, strength, marksmanship, memory, learning ability, etc., were selected from the whole military region to select fifty people. Relatively speaking, these are the real elites, with higher quality than the thirty formal special forces soldiers left now.

However, veterans are veterans. Although the first batch of forty-nine people were not good enough, they were responsible for the assessment and would occupy a certain position in the expanded special forces in the future.

Of course, Wang Yan would absolutely not let incompetent people or people with insufficient ability hold important positions, but these were regular professional soldiers who could work until retirement, so those who should be taken care of must still be taken care of. On the other hand, the sentiment of fighting Vietnamese monkeys behind him was also there. They were all mixing under his command, so he naturally couldn't mistreat these soldiers.

In fact, these soldiers were all quite good, and with Wang Yan personally giving them ideological and political classes, their awareness was very high...

After the wedding banquet ended, they sat at Hao Shuwen's house for a while. By the time Wang Yan and Hao Shuwen returned to the courtyard in Beihai, it was already dark.

The current courtyard had undergone some arrangements. The big red "double happiness" character was pasted on the gate, and the window grilles of the rooms in the yard were also pasted with window flowers. The quilts were also big red mandarin duck quilts, and things like thermos bottles were all replaced with red ones. These were all handled by Hao Shuwen's mother and sister-in-law. Simple decoration, just to be festive.

Hao Shuwen sat on the edge of the bed, nervously clutching her hands, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Wang Yan asked with a smile: "Are you hungry?"

"It's okay."

"That means you're hungry. You've been busy all day and haven't eaten much. Wait a moment, there are still some vegetables at home. I'll stir-fry two, and we'll eat a little more."

"I'll help you."

"No need, it's just stir-frying two dishes, it won't take long. You rest."

Wang Yan was very considerate, waved his hand, and went out to get busy.

Hao Shuwen didn't choose to rest in the room after all, but followed to help, sitting on the stone stool with Wang Yan, picking vegetables around the stone table.

After a moment of silence, she said: "You don't blame me, right?"

Wang Yan shook his head with a smile: "What silly things are you saying? A great beauty like you marrying me, the ancestral grave of my family is smoking green smoke, where would there be any blame?"

"Then Suizi..."

"She could propose it, and you could agree—none of it was easy. It's not whether I blame you or not, it's whether you two can not blame me, and still be willing to let me be this landlord like now. If so, the green smoke from my family's ancestral grave is much thicker than the smoke from our stove. You, don't let your imagination run wild, just put your heart in your stomach steadily."

"How can it be as exaggerated as you say." Hao Shuwen laughed, "But you are indeed a bastard."

"I'll take it as you complimenting me."

"Then what if we two hadn't made it clear? What would you have done?"

"You might as well ask more directly, whether I like you more or her." Wang Yan lit a cigarette, took a melancholy drag, and sighed, "If it could really be distinguished, why would we have dragged it out for so many years? It's just because I like both and can't bear to part with either."

Hao Shuwen also sighed: "Sometimes I think, actually, I didn't have much feeling for you at the beginning. Later, it was rumored in the troupe that we were together, and then I saw Suizi walking so close to you, and that's when I started to like you a little bit. Later, I asked Suizi, and she said that when you comforted her in the utility room, she felt you were a good person. Later, during the training performance, when you two were walking together in the back, she liked you."

"If you calculate it this way, then it's still..."

"If you calculate it this way, it's meaningless."

Wang Yan interrupted her, "Liking, it's just an unclear feeling. Who can say clearly when it started? You say it was later, why wasn't it at the beginning? How can you say so accurately when it started? Like is like, dislike is dislike, it's that simple. As for you, don't think about this and that. Our days are still long."

"Long?" Hao Shuwen said unhappily, "When do you plan to leave?"

"It's not good to leave just after getting married. Let's wait until the end of this month, and I'll accompany you more. I have to go on this trip no matter what. To tell you the truth, now that I'm married, I don't want to go. As for the book, it doesn't matter whether I write it or not. It's just that I've already boasted, so it wouldn't be good if I didn't write it."

Wang Yan said it half-truthfully, but the truth was definitely right. He had to write this book no matter what. The main difference between truth and falsehood was whether he was willing. Obviously, he was willing; he was just comforting Hao Shuwen.

In fact, he was most afraid of trouble, but also most unafraid of trouble. The difference in this, of course, still lies in whether he is willing. Many things, he is willing to spend some thought to do.

"Won't you come back in the middle?"

"How is that possible? Every half a year, I must come back to take a look. Writing books is not the main thing; training soldiers and the Equipment Department's affairs are more urgent, so I must pay more attention. Especially training soldiers, it cannot be delayed, and I must grasp their training progress well."

"And you say the days are long..." Hao Shuwen pouted.

"After this year or so, I'll be in Beijing all the time."

The two of them talked like this. After so many years, the time they spent alone was still so little. However, from now on, it should be more...

Hao Shuwen, who had finished eating, specially went to brush her teeth and also urged Wang Yan to brush together, and then it was just like before, sitting on the edge of the bed at a loss.

"You're not like this usually."

"Annoying."

Wang Yan chuckled and sat down beside Hao Shuwen, helping her take off her clothes.

Hao Shuwen stiffened her body: "Suizi said it hurts a lot?"

"Everyone is different, your feeling is your own."

"You're lying, it clearly hurts a lot~"

"It'll be fine in a while. I'll stew old hen soup for you tomorrow. Didn't you see the chicken was already bought? That's my ancestral recipe, absolutely a great supplement."

Wang Yan kept his word, accompanied his newlywed Hao Shuwen for a month. Of course, in this process, he also balanced Xiao Suizi and Lin Dingding. He also gave classes to the fifty newly joined special forces soldiers, left a training plan for the next half year, and held a meeting with the people in the Equipment Department to plan the research projects and goals to be carried out. Everything was arranged properly, and it was not until the end of October that he took the train south to continue his unfinished work.

His performance this time was naturally the same as before, two shows per regimental unit, in order to see all the soldiers and commanders at all levels. Describing a war, obviously, cannot just write about grassroots soldiers; that is not comprehensive, let alone authoritative. Although praising the soldiers' desperate fighting, one cannot forget the chief's decision-making. After all, it was the decision-making first, and then the soldiers fought desperately.

Wang Yan was very popular in the military, and he was familiar with the upper-level route. When he was in Beijing, he had talked to the chiefs of the Military Commission about the battle. Now that he was in the local area, he could basically see various chiefs wherever he went. And the chiefs, who had long been famous in his system, did not shy away from him, because many things had been finalized. They even discussed experience and lessons with Wang Yan, as well as their own reflections on meetings.

He just walked around like this, understanding one place after another, which could be considered an in-depth understanding of history. The depth and density of the information he contacted were not something that could be easily understood later. For him, it could also be considered increasing his knowledge. After all, he had never been a soldier before, and the information he understood in this regard was indeed insufficient. This time, he understood it thoroughly.

He even had some new understanding of the past battle of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea. After all, a considerable part of the current officers were the soldiers of the past.

For Wang Yan, it was a harvest trip. Although what he harvested was the soldiers' desperate fighting, this was not a very happy thing, but war is always like this...

Of course, when Wang Yan was touring everywhere, he didn't forget to call Hao Shuwen, Xiao Suizi, and Lin Dingding from time to time to express his longing and chat about recent situations.

A bad thing happened unexpectedly. That is, Wang Yan's marriage was known by Xiao Suizi's parents.

This was really a normal thing. Wang Yan himself was a person with considerable popularity, and the scale of his wedding was really big. In such an era, booking the Beijing Hotel for a meal, and the participants were all soldiers, the cars parked outside were jeeps, and there were armed guards. There were even dozens of soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms, tactical boots, and dark skin sitting in trucks.

That formation, those who knew it knew it was Wang Yan's wedding, those who didn't know thought something had happened. It was also because of this that this news spread rapidly.

As leading cadres, Hao Shuwen's parents were naturally well-informed people. In fact, Wang Yan's marriage news was heard by them in just a few days. It was all treated as a hot spot by people in the unit, who chatted about it when they had nothing to do.

At the beginning, they didn't believe it. But later, others said it with nose and eyes, so they had to believe it. They wanted to find Xiao Suizi to verify it, but they couldn't see her left or right. That was when they knew it was true.

Hearing Xiao Suizi say it herself was in November, after Wang Yan left Beijing. She didn't want to cause trouble for Wang Yan. Of course, she couldn't say it so meticulously on the phone. She told Wang Yan with a smile that her parents wanted to report Wang Yan, etc.

But in the end, they didn't report it. This was of course Xiao Suizi's sacrifice, and Wang Yan understood it all.

This hurdle had to be passed. In this regard, Wang Yan still had rich response experience. From the first guilty conscience to the later indifference, he also had a serious psychological journey.

When he returned to Beijing, he had to pay a visit to Xiao Suizi's parents. It was conceivable that the process would not be very pleasant. But he had already done shameless things, so he couldn't want face. This is the simplest truth, and Wang Yan understood this truth deeply...

In addition, the "Youth Plateau" he wrote was published, and the response was quite good. After all, his name was there. Many readers saw that it was his new book, and they would buy a set before even flipping through the content. This was a great recognition of Wang Yan. After all, his books had many words, so they were not cheap. Being able to buy them without thinking was quite supportive.

However, it wasn't that Wang Yan insisted on writing so many words; he had tried his best to control it. Mainly, the themes he wrote were very large. "11th Army" and "14th Army" need not be said, and even the "Youth Plateau" written this time was about many characters.

Although one could summarize a group with an individual, just as he scolded Feng Kuzi when he had nothing to do, how could it be summarized so easily? So Wang Yan didn't write it that way. Everyone had their own story, and they were all great in the ordinary. He tried his best to promote the soldiers... ===== CHAPTER 945 =====