Chapter 331: You've been abroad, and you still learn idioms?

"Let's eat!" An Yinan set the food down, clapped her hands, and started.

The more Zhang Jia ate, the more hooked she became. "An Yinan, if only you were a man, I would definitely marry you."

Nan Nan raised an eyebrow. "That would depend on whether my other half is willing or not."

The dormitory suddenly went quiet.

"What did you say?" Zhang Jia asked, mouth agape, chopsticks holding a piece of food, looking completely stunned.

Jiang Yun Duo also looked as if she had been startled, looking up in disbelief.

"What?"

An Yinan was stunned for a moment; had she never mentioned it?

Thinking carefully, it seemed she really hadn't. Chen Xun had been away on missions and hadn't returned, and she had been as busy as a spinning top every day; where would she have had so much time to chat with friends?

"Calm down!" An Yinan pressed her hands down.

"We hadn't talked about this topic before, so I hadn't introduced it."

"I am married, and I have been married for two years."

An Yinan spoke very calmly with a faint smile on her face; she seemed to be in a very good mood when talking about her marriage.

"Cough, cough, wait, let us digest this." Zhang Jia spoke up.

After two minutes, Jiang Yun Duo asked, "I've never heard you mention it before."

An Yinan smiled. "I'm a military wife; he's away on missions all year round, so I wouldn't go around broadcasting it, would I?"

"A military wife?" Zhang Jia looked An Yinan up and down.

"How did you end up marrying a soldier? That must be very hard!"

"How do you stand it?"

An Yinan thought about it. Was it hard?

She didn't seem to think so!

Loving elders, open-minded parents-in-law, and affectionate sisters-in-law; what was difficult about it?

No need to worry about money, no need to be busy with disputes; it wasn't difficult at all!

"Not at all, we are very good!" An Yinan said.

"Is that so?" Zhang Jia fell into deep thought.

"Do you have some situation?" An Yinan asked.

Jiang Yun Duo also looked over, staring at Zhang Jia, and thinking of a tall, upright figure, her little face quietly turned red.

"My uncle introduced a partner to me, but I'm still considering it," Zhang Jia said with a miserable face.

Thinking that she wasn't even that old, how did she end up in the position of going on blind dates?

"Have you met him yet?" An Yinan asked.

Zhang Jia shook her head. "No, I don't want to marry a soldier."

She felt her whole body go numb just thinking about that situation: living alone in a strange home, interacting with strangers, and having to rely on herself for everything.

No, no; she shuddered, refusing to let such a thing happen.

"As long as you think it through yourself."

Although they were friends, she had her own path to walk.

Friendship is companionship, not interference.

"It feels like a dream that you're actually married."

Even after they had finished eating, Jiang Yun Duo still felt it was incredible.

After honestly attending classes for a few days, she was stopped by Zhang Cheng. "An Yinan, I hope you can study hard these few days, otherwise I will feel that winning is dishonorable."

An Yinan blinked. "You've been abroad, and you still learn idioms?"

For a moment, the classroom went quiet.

"Cough, cough." Professor Zhang had held back for a long time before he couldn't help it anymore.

Seeing his own grandson get deflated, he was happy to see it happen.

Having heard a few flattery remarks before, he didn't know his own worth; now that he had met someone more capable, he hoped he could see clearly where his own strength lay.

An Yinan also felt a bit awkward; she hadn't expected that just after she had spoken to the young one, the old one would arrive.

"You guys chat, don't mind me!"

"Young people should chat more, so as not to be like a frog in a well!"

Professor Zhang couldn't help it and also used an idiom; after saying it, he felt a tiny bit of awkwardness himself.

But it didn't matter; he liked seeing his grandson feel awkward.

An Yinan stopped talking, but Zhang Cheng wasn't happy and blocked her path.

"Did you hear what I said?"

"I hope you bring out your real strength; I want to defeat you fair and square!"

A young boy, truly chuunibyou.

An Yinan looked at the professor, who was enjoying the show, and then looked pitifully at Zhang Cheng. Child, do you know your grandfather is about to pit you?

"How about this, let's make a bet!"

Seeing the way he was waiting for a result, she really couldn't help but speak up.

"Fine, what's the bet?" Zhang Cheng asked.

An Yinan glanced sideways at Professor Zhang; she had given the professor time to stop her from setting a trap.

But Professor Zhang was keeping his head down, ears pricked up, eavesdropping—don't ask me how I know.

"If you come in first, I will promise you one thing."

"Conversely, if I come in first, you will promise me one thing in the future."

"Nothing that harms heaven or reason, nothing that violates morality, nothing that violates conscience."

An Yinan said this, but she looked toward Professor Zhang; she was still giving them a chance to refuse.

Professor Zhang still did not look up.

But Zhang Cheng was a bit impulsive and agreed immediately.

"I agree!"

Such a simple-minded child, how did a person as shrewd as Professor Zhang raise him?

It is so hard to imagine!

Professor Zhang also shook his head helplessly!

What a fool!

"Class begins!" Professor Zhang tapped the lectern, as if it were his own unfilial descendant.

On the way back to the dormitory, Jiang Yun Duo was not very happy, "A week?"

"That's so long."

She had just asked An Yinan how many days of leave she was taking; she hadn't expected it to be this long this time.

"Going to the Southern Front this time, it won't work if it's not for long!" The shop needs new suppliers, and she plans to place her own designed products in a Regional Economics section, but also release mass-market products to diversify the offerings.

"Alright then." Jiang Yun Duo nodded helplessly.

An Yinan said, "I'll bring you gifts when I come back."

Jiang Yun Duo had originally wanted to tell Nan Nan to go take a look at Shanghai, as her family had a Clothing Factory there.

But thinking that Nan Nan's goal this time was Yangcheng, she didn't bring up the topic, so as not to put Nan Nan in a difficult position.

An Yinan boarded the train directly to Yangcheng; this time she had asked An Erge to help buy a sleeper berth. Now that she was more like a mascot at the Compilation Bureau, she should use as few resources as possible.

Although she asked An Erge to buy the train ticket, An Erge didn't buy a hard seat either, and she was not a person who would wrong herself.

A hard sleeper.

After boarding the train, An Yinan found her bunk and put her bag on it.

She took out a professional book and began to read.

She had always cherished this time on the road; every time she went out, she was either reading or translating—in any case, she couldn't stay idle.

At this moment, a middle-aged man boarded the train and sat opposite An Yinan; he glanced at An Yinan and looked somewhat surprised.

An Yinan felt the gaze, looked up to meet his eyes, and nodded as a greeting.

When traveling, it is still good to be on friendly terms with others.

"Make way, make way." At this time, two men walked up.

They stopped next to An Yinan, "Brother, this is the place."

She heard the sound of the two people putting down their things; the reason she paid so much attention to these two people was that she felt she had seen them before.

But she couldn't recall it for a moment.

"Big sister, I'm on the top bunk." At this time, a girl of fifteen or sixteen walked over, followed by an old person.

An Yinan nodded at her and put her book directly into her schoolbag; it was a bit chaotic now that people were boarding and moving about.