Framed at the beginning: Female educated youth forced to marry disabled military officer

Meng Xiaoman made the bed. He turned around and asked the man next to him: "Why do you always look at me?"

Ever since he met Wang Meiling, this person had glanced at her eight hundred times.

Xiao Xiangdong held her hand and pulled her to sit on the bed, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me."

She was not sad because because of Wang Meiling and Qian Wei, the original owner died long ago when he went to the countryside. And Wang Meiling will probably never know about this in her life. She came to him now just for her own sake and wanted to find someone to rely on.

She regretted not because she knew her mistake, nor because she loved her daughter, but because she loved herself.

"I'm not sad. I had no feelings for her a long time ago."

Even without the incident of going to the countryside, the incident with the Zhu family was chilling enough.

Xiao Xiangdong saw that there was indeed no sadness in her eyes, so he felt relieved and held her in his arms, "You and An An and I are always here."

"Yeah," Meng Xiaoman hugged his waist tightly.

This year's New Year's Eve dinner was more lively than before. In addition to a few members of the family, there were also siblings Xiao Xiangmei and Zhang Changming, who sat at a full table.

There was good food and drink, the two children slept, and the adults sat in the living room chatting.

Several men were chatting about military topics, while Grandma Wu told Meng Xiaoman and Xiao Xiangmei about attending a new-style school when she was young.

Thinking of the letter she received from Xiangjiang a few days ago, Grandma Wu changed the topic and suddenly said that she might leave Haishi and go to Xiangjiang for a while.

Grandma Wu had three children, two sons and one daughter. However, the eldest son passed away in the turmoil. The eldest daughter-in-law took the children away and never came back. The other son and daughter left Haishi and went to Xiangjiang more than ten years ago.

At that time, Grandma Wu's lover was still alive, and the old man did not want to leave his hometown, so he stayed. A few years later, the old man passed away, leaving only Grandma Wu.

"I haven't seen them in more than ten years, and I don't know how long I can live. It's too troublesome for them to come, so I decided to go to Hong Kong to find them."

Grandma Wu pressed the tears in the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

"Well, you should also go and enjoy the happiness of your family."

Grandma Wu nodded. "Yes, but I am old now and will only cause trouble to the children. If I can't get used to it, I will come back. After all, this is my home. Even fallen leaves must return to their roots."

I thought that after Grandma Wu left, this house would have no owner, and it would not be good to live here.

"Then we'll look for a house in a few days..."

"No, no need to move, you can still live here. I feel at ease if you live here, just look after the house for me."

After being together for so long, Meng Xiaoman and the others treated Grandma Wu like family members, and Grandma Wu also treated them as her own juniors.

"By the way, there's Cuicui..."

The only thing Grandma Wu can't let go of is Cuicui.

"Don't worry. Cuicui was originally adopted by us. We should take care of her. She can just live with us in Haishi. If you miss her, you can write to her."

Grandma Wu nodded. Although they are her biological children, they haven't seen each other for many years, so she doesn't know what they are like or how much family affection they have. It would not be a good idea to take Cuicui there rashly.

Thinking that Cuicui was usually very close to Grandma Wu, Meng Xiaoman said, "You have to talk to Cuicui about this. If you leave, the child will probably be sad for a while."

There were not many relatives and friends in Haishi, so the two of them went to visit a few of Xiao Xiangdong's comrades. However, Luo Er brought his daughter to pay New Year's greetings and learned that his wife had given birth to a son. When he left, Meng Xiaoman brought him A pound of brown sugar.

The Spring Festival holiday at Xiao Xiangdong's workplace was only three days, and he was back to work in the blink of an eye. Within two days, Meng Xiaoman also received a notice from Xia Mengjiao, saying that she was going to work to practice for the Lantern Festival Gala performance.

The show is a dance choreographed by Xia Mengjiao.

Xia Mengjiao originally disdained this kind of family gathering program, which was all about trivial matters, but when she thought about not dancing on stage for a long time, she started to look forward to it again.

For the sake of performance, the dance choreography is also somewhat difficult.

However, the teammates were all laymen after all. Except for Meng Xiaoman, they were just fine. The others danced so hard that they couldn't even see it. Xia Mengjiao was angry and anxious.

"This action is so simple, why can't you remember it? Do you have any intention? Is it a pig brain? I have been taught this eight hundred times!"

Yu Qing and the other three also felt aggrieved. They were more than ten years older than Xia Mengjiao, and they were being trained like children, which was very embarrassing. Especially Yu Qing, if it weren't for the fact that Xia Mengjiao's man was of a higher rank than her own, she would have fought with her long ago.

There used to be a lot of things at home, and I still found time every two days to go to the work unit for training. Now, I am still being scolded for being stupid, and I can no longer control it.

"We are just housewives, how can we compare with you, a member of the cultural troupe? If you do something so difficult to dance, it's not just to show off for yourself. If you think we are holding you back, just dance it yourself."

Yu Qing threw the fan away and turned away. Li Lan and Wang Meimei glanced at Xia Mengjiao, hesitated, then turned around and followed Yu Qing's footsteps.

Xia Mengjiao was so angry that her face turned pale and she threw the fan in her hand on the ground. "Don't come back if you can. I can perform this show by myself!"

Meng Xiaoman stood there.

I really want to ask in my heart, what about her?

Xia Mengjiao calmed down for a while, then she realized there was another person standing next to her, "Why are you staying here, are you watching my joke?"

Meng Xiaoman raised her eyebrows, "You asked me to leave. You can dance on that family show by yourself. Come on!"

"Don't" Xia Mengjiao wanted to stop her, but she couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Seeing Meng Xiaoman walking away, Xia Mengjiao stomped her feet in anger. He said bitterly: "Without you holding me back, it would be better for me to dance alone."

For the next ten days or so, Xia Mengjiao trained hard and vowed to vent her bad breath.

In a blink of an eye, the Lantern Festival party has arrived.

Xia Mengjiao danced a solo dance, with a slender figure and a soft waist. The two colorful ribbons flew flexibly while jumping and turning, with a fairy spirit.

Meng Xiaoman couldn't move her eyes away. It had to be said that Xia Mengjiao's dancing skills and talent were indeed very good.

It’s more spiritual than the dance performed by the previous art troupe.

However, during the last big jump, something unexpected happened. With a bang, the person suddenly fell from mid-air to the stage.

There were screams off the stage.

In the first row, Zhang Huaqing was looking at his dazzling wife on the stage with fascination. He had never seen her dance since they got married.

Zhang Huaqing kept a close eye on her and rushed to the stage immediately when something unexpected happened.

The moment she took off, she felt a pain in her lower abdomen for some unknown reason, and she became unstable and fell down. Then, there was a heartbreaking pain in my ankle.

The moment the pain came, a panic came from the bottom of my heart. She regretted that she should not have given up dancing. This was the only thing she loved. If she could never dance again, then what was the point of her life?

The six months of being a walking dead had been no fun at all, and she didn't want to live it again.

Regret and fear filled her heart, and the blood on her lower body soaked into her dance clothes, but she didn't even notice.