The 80s Chronicle: Addiction To the Army’s Young Wife

Xu Jianjun did not expect that he would achieve what he has today. Looking back on the past few decades, his official career has been smooth. Of course, when he was in charge of his political affairs, he always had a strong balance in his heart and would never do anything. Things that go against conscience and moral bottom line.

His physical and mental parents are their children's life mentors. Only by setting an example themselves can they set an example for their children and let them understand the principles of life.

What should be done can be done, and what should not be done and cannot be done.

For a pair of children, the couple has never said any big principles to their children since they were young. They have shown them bit by bit from daily life, so that they can learn from this even if they don't need the so-called big principles. You can feel it bit by bit.

Talking too much about truth can make people resist and even get bored.

Say ten thousand, it is better to do one thing.

In the next two weeks, Ren Junran would bring his family to visit the old man. Half a month later, the weather in the imperial capital became completely cold. The four old people simply paid their bills and were sent to the Haicheng holiday villa area by Qin Xuejuan. .

If Xu Jianjun hadn't been able to leave now, the couple would have definitely followed him.

Xie Zheng took advantage of an afternoon to come to a residential area in the imperial capital to visit Mr. Liang, who had said he wanted to see him before.

Mr. Liang's recovery after the operation was very good. Although he looked very thin, he was still in good spirits.

Seeing Xie Zheng's visit, Mr. Liang was very happy. He raised his hand to greet him to sit down quickly, and then asked the family helper to help make tea and greet the guests.

"Mr. Liang, you're welcome."

"It's okay. Moving around more is good for your health."

After the fruits were arranged and new tea was brewed, the two of them sat on the sofa in the living room and chatted in the afternoon sun.

They mainly talked about Xie Hongjia.

What Mr. Liang talked about was almost all about Mr. Xie after the founding of New China. At that time, Mr. Liang was still an ambitious young man. He was born in the north. He traveled to the frontier and saw that in that vast land, many survivors lived a difficult life. At that time, he wanted to spread his sweat and blood to that place to benefit the people there and maximize their living conditions.

Xie Hongjia also tried to persuade Mr. Liang at that time. After all, he was still an educated man back then. There were simply too many jobs suitable for him in the imperial capital, but Mr. Liang had no hesitation.

"Before leaving, Brother Xie asked someone to take me to the train station. At that time, there were no trains from the Imperial Capital to where I was going. At that time, I went to Yincheng, then transferred to the train, and finally stopped at Huicheng, a short distance away from the border area. When I was two hundred miles away, I hired a tractor." When Liang mentioned it, there was no melancholy on his face, but instead he was full of nostalgia.

"There are strong winds all year round on the border. The closer we get to Huicheng, the more overbearing the wind becomes. The tractor is in the open air without any shelter. Within twenty miles of setting out, I am stained with gray. It's still the tractor. The middle-aged man took out a quilt of his son from a wicker basket and let me cover him. At that time, his son was studying in a school seventy or eighty miles away from Huicheng. Every time he was picked up and dropped off, he was indispensable. You need to cover it up.”

Mr. Liang said in a calm tone, while Xie Zheng listened with interest.

He stayed in Huicheng for half a century, a full 52 years. He has a son and a daughter, and his wife is also a local woman. It can be said that he is Mr. Liang's lifesaver.

When I went to Huicheng, Mr. Liang officially took office, but for Mr. Liang at that time, everything there was his first contact. Even if he wanted to implement some measures, he still needed to inspect the place.

It was during an inspection that they encountered a sandstorm, and Mr. Liang got separated from the team. In that kind of weather, if he didn't find a sheltered place, he might have risked his life inside. At that critical moment, Mr. Liang met a woman who, although her skin was rough, was very strong and had a hearty smile. This was Mr. Liang's later wife.

Now Mr. Liang's son works in the government department of the imperial capital, while his daughter stays in the government agency in Huicheng, continuing to inherit Mr. Liang's will and guarding that world.

In the half century since Mr. Liang was in power, Huicheng and the surrounding towns have also been greatly improved. From the beginning of herding to make a living, now every household has developed its own sideline business, and the annual per capita income is in this half century. The century has doubled, and those people no longer have to change their residences. Several spacious and smooth highways lead to the outside, and the young livestock there are continuously sent to all parts of the country, which has become a very influential local livestock industry. Chain, education and economic industry are advancing hand in hand. Mr. Liang is the true patron saint to the people there.

How can such a person not be respected?

When something happened to the Xie family, Mr. Liang also rushed to the imperial capital, but he couldn't change anything.

He and Xie Zheng talked a lot about Xie Hongjia's wife, Xie Zheng's parents. This was also the first time that Xie Zheng learned something about his parents and grandfather from an outsider.

Although the textbooks also talked about some things with my grandparents, they were all in general and written form. Mr. Liang was talking about the Xie family in real life.

For example, Mr. Xie likes drama, whether it is Kun Opera, Peking Opera, Henan Opera, or Huangmei Opera. He is also very good at playing the erhu. Sometimes he will play the erhu at various tea parties, which always wins the house.

Of course, the old man’s Peking Opera skills were also at the level of an amateur master. In his free time, he liked to sing to the radio at home. At that time, there was a family living next door to the Xie family. Whenever the old man played, the three-year-old child in that family also started babbling. .

Similarly, the old man also likes to read books. In addition to books on Ma Zhe, classics from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, are no exception.

Furthermore, Xie Yuhang and Jiang Wanhua have a very good relationship as husband and wife. With the same career and common ideals, they are a perfect match.

Xie Yuhang's nickname is Xiaozhu, but Mr. Xie prefers to call Xie Yuhang Erzhu. This nickname was given by Mrs. The fetus was not saved. Although it was a girl, in their hearts, they could never treat the child as non-existent.

Later, when Mrs. Xie gave birth to Xie Yuhang, she exhausted her energy and energy, and died of illness within a few years.

In fact, the Xie family can be said to be small in number, but when Mr. Liang talked about this, he lamented that although they were small, everyone was a good man.

It was the first time that Xie Zheng heard someone mention his family in such detail. The vague impression he had once seemed to become clear now.

They are by no means cold words in books, but ordinary people of flesh and blood who take care of their family and country.

Mr. Liang was still the same. Not long after Xie Zheng was born, Mr. Xie carved a wooden gun for Xie Zheng out of wood. Xie Zheng, who was less than half a year old at the time, liked it very much and would hold it in his arms all day long. Anyone who dared to snatch it would get it. I can't tell you howling, even my parents can't do it. Only grandpa can touch me, so it's rare for little Xie Zheng to be generous.

Xie Zheng naturally had no impression of this, but he listened with great interest. It was hard to imagine that he would be like that when he was a child.

"When you were one year old, I was also there. There were a lot of things in front of you, all from the old generation. There were a lot of pens, inks, paper and inkstones. But you were holding the wooden gun and didn't want anything else. Not even interested at all. Many of the people present at that time were old friends of Brother Xie. After seeing them, they knew that you would definitely be a soldier in the future. Who would have thought that now, you have actually reached this point? You are indeed worthy of it. Descendants of the Xie family.”

"Now that you are grateful that your family has an heir, us old guys, both alive and buried, can feel relieved."

People today cannot understand how good Mr.

But in that turbulent era, many people received help from Mr. Xie and even had their lives saved. He was one of them.

However, when he was rescued, he was still an ignorant young man, while Xie Lao had already become a figure with great military achievements.

Xie Zheng sat with Mr. Liang until the sunset, and it was not until Mr. Liang's son and daughter-in-law came back that Xie Zheng stood up and said goodbye.

Xiaoliang and his wife warmly greeted Xie Zheng to stay for dinner.

Xie Zheng declined politely and said he would come to visit Mr. Liang later.

After returning home, Xie Zheng's mood was obviously more settled and restrained than before.

After dinner, he and Xu Ning talked about their conversation at Liang's house. Xu Ning patted his chest and said, "Shall I sing a scene for you?"

Xie Zheng looked at his wife quietly, then smiled and kissed her forehead gently, "Okay, what to sing?"

Xu Ning stood up, adjusted her home clothes, cleared her voice, and then opened her mouth.

"Today I drank heavily to celebrate my achievements, and I vowed not to rest until my ambitions were fulfilled. I will show off my skills in the future, and shed my blood to write about the Spring and Autumn Period..."

Xie Zheng looked at his wife's resolute expression and tone, and the smile on his face was particularly soft.

"How was it?" Xu Ning asked after singing.

Xie Zheng clapped his hands in a respectful manner, "Very good. Did you just learn it?"

"I learned it very early. I like dramas with this theme very much, such as Shajiabang, Taking Tiger Mountain by Wisdom, The Story of the Red Lantern, etc. I can sing a few verses."

My grandparents at home like to listen to Peking Opera, and Xu Ning has also liked it since she was a child. She followed it and learned it the more times she watched it.

Xu Ning prefers Peking opera to modern pop songs. Of course, the main thing that her family listens to now is songs of various types. The couple also particularly likes opera. Unfortunately, the three children in the family all like other things.

Xu Ning usually likes to clean at home, listening to soothing classical music.

Brother Zheng also likes to listen to storytelling. After editing the storytelling that everyone talks about, he sometimes listens to it for two or three hours. Compared with the other stories that only last about half an hour, it is still more enjoyable.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Xu Ning usually puts on a sweater and warm pants when commuting to and from work. Compared with those fashionable women who show their thighs in the winter, she is definitely not willing to endure the pain. The late autumn in the imperial capital lasts until the beginning of next spring. The cold is almost everywhere, and it can penetrate into your bones if you relax even a little. Don't mention exposing your thighs or wearing stockings, just wear thermal pants, and wear a pair of velvet leather pants outside to block the cold. Fortunately, Xu Ning has a good figure. Wear two or three heavy layers and still have long legs.

I drove to the company and went straight to the office on the top floor, where I saw assistant Tao Shengnan wiping his hair.

It's foggy outside today and the visibility is no more than a hundred meters. The distance from the bus station to the company is enough to make people feel damp.

Jiang Yue has been sent overseas by Xu Ning and her position has been promoted.

Qin Feng was also transferred to the United States and continued to shine in a position that suited him.

"Good morning, Mr. Xu!" Tao Shengnan greeted Hu Dan and Xu Ning.

Xu Ning nodded, "Keep warm, don't make yourself sick just for the sake of beauty."

Tao Shengnan is now at an age that loves beauty. He is wearing black stockings on his legs. Although they are thickened, they do not have much effect.

If you love looking good, why don't you wear something plush? If you bend your knees, the stockings around your knees will become a little transparent.

Not to mention the clothes, just looking at it made Xu Ning feel cold all over.

Tao Shengnan chuckled, "Aren't I going to accompany Mr. Xu to the Hengsheng Anniversary today? I just wanted to dress nicely, with a down jacket outside."

"The cold right now is biting to the bones. Don't harm yourself when you are young." Xu Ning said and entered the office.

Hu Dan was writing a work report with his pen. When he saw his boss leaving, he raised his head and winked at Tao Shengnan, "Actually, you can also wear leather pants like the boss. You look so handsome. The temperature now is only three or four degrees. Don't just Demeanor doesn’t need warmth.”

Tao Shengnan sighed, threw away the tissue in his hand, and sat down in his seat.

"You think I don't want to wear leather pants? Of course I know they look cool, but my legs are not as straight as our boss's. My knees are a little bent, which would be more obvious if I wear leather pants. And I also like high-tops." Boots, and because of the shape of my legs, I can only look at them."

Hu Dan shook his head, "Where are the bends? Did you really not see the bow legs? Your level is just normal. A woman with beautiful legs like our boss, even the beauties in the entertainment industry may not be able to output One hand and be content.”

"Do you know the international supermodel Fei Sili?" Tao Shengnan said.

Hu Dan nodded repeatedly, "My goddess."

"Her legs are just like our boss's. They are slender and straight. As a woman, I shed tears when I see those long legs. How do you tell her how long her legs are?"

"Our boss is in his forties." Hu Dan stated a fact.

"Yes, my legs are more delicate and whiter than those of a woman in her twenties. As a young woman, I feel very sorry for my age."

"As long as you know."

Xu Ning always wears cheongsam and all kinds of cheongsam in public.

Both long and short styles can bring out the unique charm of cheongsam. Fortunately, you have a good figure to support it. Hips are hips and breasts are breasts. A cheongsam with a flat chest always feels a little lacking.

But even a short cheongsam will never go past the knees. In the photos of Xu Ning on the Internet and in magazines, the most you can see are the arms and calves.

Even so, it is more attractive than those women with exposed breasts and backs.

This is determined by temperament and body shape.

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