Upon hearing that he was Lu Jiang’s comrade, Feng Qingxue naturally felt a sense of intimacy. She greeted Ouyang Zijin: "Greetings, comrade."
"Hello, hello." Ouyang Zijin, unaware of Feng Qingxue’s identity, responded while looking at Chen Ming.
Chen Ming immediately saw the confusion in Ouyang Zijin’s eyes and laughed heartily, "Zijin, this is Lu Jiang’s fiancee who has yet to get married, her name is Feng Qingxue. Despite her young age, she is indeed a capable woman!"
Cheng An had quietly told him many times, in these times, anybody capable of procuring fine grains is certainly not ordinary.
Thanks to Feng Qingxue, their household had a prosperous year full of bounty.
Looking at the children’s faces, blooming with happiness, Chen Ming and Xiaohong felt an immense gratitude towards the generosity and big-heartedness of Feng Qingxue.
Ouyang Zijin suddenly realized, "Lu Jiang has a significant other? That little fellow, never mentioned it to me!"
"Considering the situation on the battlefield and the supply and logistics you manage, it is inconvenient to communicate, how was he supposed to inform you?" Chen Ming bluntly replied.
"That does make sense!" Ouyang Zijin scratched his head and then turned to Feng Qingxue, "Comrade Qingxue, Lu Jiang is a good comrade. He and Zhao Yong volunteered for this assignment, and we’re all proud to have such comrades!"
Volunteered for the assignment? Not called by the higher-ups?
With a small doubt blooming in her heart, Feng Qingxue did not ask her question. Instead, she solemnly replied, "I am proud of him too."
Chen Ming was taken aback, "Lu Jiang has gone to fight?"
"Yes!" Ouyang Zijin nodded, "He probably already departed. I would have to rush back to find out the specifics."
"Doesn’t he plan on returning to get married? I’ve heard him say many times that he would submit his marriage application as soon as he returns to the unit, and he’d come back to marry Qingxue during his leave this year. If he goes to fight, he won’t be able to return for a year and a half." And, he may not be able to return at all. Having personally buried countless comrades, Chen Ming understood this all too well.
Fighting in a war is synonymous with losing half of one’s life.
Life and death, each with equal probability.
Recalling Lu Jiang’s hopeful face when he spoke of getting married, Chen Ming suddenly felt a lump in his throat.
Xiaohong looked at her husband’s empty sleeve and remained silent. She didn’t know what to say or what she could say.
In her view, going to battle was akin to courting death, with the chances of survival far lower than those of death.
Feng Qingxue was so young and beautiful, and she couldn’t find a single fault with her towards Lu Jiang or towards the generations of his family. If anything happened to Lu Jiang, she wouldn’t know how to face the rumors and gossip from outsiders.
Before Ouyang Zijin could answer Chen Ming’s question, Feng Qingxue suddenly said, "I will wait for him to return! Even if the war continues for three or even five years, as long as he can return alive, I will keep waiting for him! If heaven isn’t fair, I will take care of my sister and Uncle Lu and raise the children Tianjun and Tianzhi."
In her past life, she hadn’t experienced this and didn’t understand what people meant when they spoke of love.
When she met Lu Jiang, she understood that encountering such a person out of the blue, who could instantly fill a void in her heart, led to an indescribable wonderful feeling, as if her journey through time was destined for him.
Whether it is life or death, in this lifetime, it would only be him; besides him, no one else could make her feel so ecstatic.
Ouyang Zijin and the couple, Chen Ming and Xiaohong, were taken aback. Did her words mean what they thought they meant?
It couldn’t be what they were thinking, could it?
"Qingxue, don’t speak like that. Lu Jiang is a lucky man; he will certainly return safely to marry you." Xiaohong said.