In the afternoon of the same day, the art troupe announced that Meng Xiaoying had been suspended and given a minor demerit for not obeying team arrangements and violating discipline. Of course, ideological education is also inevitable.
Gong Linglong heard what other military wives said about Meng Xiaoying, so she didn't follow her to watch the excitement. After finishing her work in the fields, she immediately started rehearsing the dance with Wang Yumiao.
"Oh, hurry up and recite it, don't just watch them dance."
After the farm work was done, everyone gathered in the small conference room to rehearse, but before everyone started reciting, their attention was attracted by two dancers.
"Hey, Sister Yaping, don't worry, let us watch for ten minutes first."
"Yes, yes, don't worry, we've almost memorized it, let's watch them dance first."
"Mom, Aunt Wang and Aunt Gong dance beautifully. I want to learn from them."
"You dance next to me. Don't go over and disturb their practice. I'll ask Aunt Wang to teach you later."
"..."
Rather than reciting poetry, everyone was more interested in watching the dancing.
Wang Yumiao and Gong Linglong were both light and graceful. They danced like two butterflies. Their combined movements were perfect, as if they were dancing together. Everyone became more and more excited as they watched.
Not to mention them, even Wang Yumiao, who was dancing, was full of praise for her companions, "Sister Linglong, you dance so well, you can dance better than I have learned in this major."
"No way, my sister-in-law's movements are more standard. I'm just imitating your movements."
The two of them danced in front, and the interested girls also danced along. They usually watch dancers from the art troupe dance, but what they dance is not classical dance. The children think this classical dance is more beautiful and looks better when danced.
They were seizing the time to rehearse, and the art troupe finally finished the spring plowing task. Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Perhaps after this lesson, their thoughts and mentality had changed, and they immediately engaged in normal training and rehearsals.
A busy week has passed.
On Sunday morning, it started to drizzle again, so Gong Linglong quickly went to the city to pick up her mother under an umbrella.
The commuter bus was waiting there. She was the first passenger to get on the bus and chose to sit in the front passenger seat.
Not long after, people in cars came one after another. Gong Linglong saw two familiar figures through the rearview mirror. They arrived one after the other.
One was the pheasant hen. She had specially dressed up today. She had powder on her face and lipstick on her mouth. She was wearing a rather noble woolen coat and carrying a handbag. She looked somewhat like a wealthy lady.
The other one is Xu Wei. Her dress today is particularly weird. She wore a clean and tidy military uniform when doing farm work in the past few days, but today she is wearing an old gray suit with an old-fashioned color. Her moist and rosy face is deliberately painted sallow. There is also a hat worn by middle-aged women on her head.
The weirdest thing was that when she got on the bus, she deliberately shrank down and lowered her head, as if she didn't want people to recognize her, so she found a seat in the corner at the back and sat down.
"interesting."
Gong Linglong smiled, his eyes twinkling.
The commuter bus started quickly, and it took exactly half an hour to arrive at the city stop. Gong Linglong was not in a hurry to get off the bus. She only got up after others got off one after another.
It was exactly seven o'clock at this time, and she had agreed to meet her mother at the entrance of the nursing home at eight-thirty. In one and a half hours, she planned to do something meaningful.
I activated the invisibility function in a deserted alley and chased Xu Wei with my long legs.
Xu Wei's behavior today was very sneaky and weird. After getting out of the car, she had been very alert. Every time she reached a fork in the road, she would stop and look around, as if she would continue to move forward after making sure it was safe.
After going around several alleys, we finally stopped at the door of a very ordinary bungalow.
"Dong dong...dong dong dong...dong..."
Gong Linglong stood next to her and noticed the expression on her face. He found that she was completely different from usual at this time. Now her face was full of sinisterness and there was a rare viciousness in her eyes.
Footsteps soon came from the yard of the bungalow, and the wooden door was opened from the inside. A thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks appeared. After seeing her, his pupils shrank obviously, and his tone of voice was flattering: "Cousin. ,How did you come?"
cousin?
Gong Linglong narrowed his eyes. There was no similarity in their looks. And would his cousin be so flattering to his cousin?
Xu Wei looked around and saw that no one was passing by the door, so she said with a straight face: "Go in and talk."
The man immediately welcomed her into the house, closed the door cautiously, poured her a cup of hot tea, and said in a more respectful tone than before: "Is there anything special you want to do here today?"
"How did things go?"
At this time, Xu Wei was completely different when she was in the army. She always followed Meng Xiaoying as a follower in the art troupe and acted very lively. However, at this time, she was extremely serious and had a bit of the cold and stern temperament of a superior. .
Gong Linglong stood between the two of them with her arms crossed, her mouth slightly raised. She was now very curious about the true identities of these two people.
Enemy agent?
At this time, these two words came to her mind, but they were just guesses for the time being and not completely certain.
"It's two-thirds done."
The man stood in front of her and replied, with a somewhat groveling attitude, as if he was afraid of her scolding, and then said: "The rest is being collected, and I was planning to go out to inquire about the progress. There should be accurate information within today." result."
"Well, you must complete the task on time and don't miss anything." Xu Wei said with a straight face.
"yes."
The man bowed his head in response and asked proactively: "You are here today, but do you have anything else to tell me?"
The word "you" has proved that the two of them are not cousins. Gong Linglong looked at Xu Wei in front of her with a half-smile, and sighed in her heart: People really can't be judged by their appearance.
"Take care of someone for me."
When Xu Wei said this, her sallow foundation did not cover up the viciousness on her face, and her voice was particularly sinister.
Listening to her commanding tone, Gong Linglong's eyes moved slightly, and she intuitively felt that the person she wanted to deal with was in the army. Could it be Meng Xiaoying?
Everyone heard what Meng Xiaoying scolded her on the hillside that day. Meng Xiaoying's scolding was particularly unpleasant. To put it bluntly, she was treated as a punching bag. There were some people who sympathized with Xu Wei at that time.
"Who are you going to deal with?" the man looked up and asked her.
Gong Linglong also wanted to know the answer. When she raised her eyebrows, she heard Xu Wei answer her name: "Gong Linglong."
Mahler is a jerk.
Gong Linglong cursed the quintessence of the nation in her heart. She had snatched her watch and shoes to do good deeds, but she had never had a direct conflict with them in the past few days and had not even said a word. As for holding a grudge and wanting to deal with her?
