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Chapter 115 Dancing

Zhou Guangming carried a kraft bag and ran over and said, "Mom, godfather, I've brought the biscuits."

"It's better to eat in the house, and eat outside with a cold wind." Hua Banzhi said to Zhou Guangming who was running in.

"I bought a lot of them, and I also ate them with my godfather." Zhou Guangming raised the kraft paper bag in his hand.

Hua Banzhi looked at the firewood that was chopped. It was enough, so she simply said, "Then let's go into the house and eat!"

"Godfather is here too." Zhou Guangming looked at him and invited enthusiastically.

"No, you have eaten all these godfathers, please share them with your mother!" Meng Fanchun looked at him with a gentle look and said in a gentle tone, "By the way, I have something to tell you. The school organizes a Spring Festival party. You can go and see it at that time." He said with a smile, "It's a dance party!"

"What is a dance party?" Zhou Guangming asked with innocent eyes full of curiosity.

“The dance party is…”

Before Meng Fanchun could finish his words, Cheng Yunling's sweet voice interrupted his words, "I'm back." She came in with a basket and said, "I guess you're here."

"You didn't mean you came back." Meng Fanchun stepped forward and took the basket from her hand and said.

Cheng Yunling looked at him and explained, "It's probably going to snow this day. If it snows, it's not easy to walk, so I rushed back."

"Let's go, let's talk in the room, you see snowflakes falling in the sky." Hua Banzhi said to them.

"It's almost time to start dinner, let's go to the cafeteria." Meng Fanchun said to them.

"Let's clean up and go to the cafeteria." Hua Banzhi and Zhou Guangming bent down to pack up the firewood.

"Lingling, you are carrying the basket." Meng Fanchun handed the basket to Cheng Yunling.

"You call me Lingling?" Cheng Yunling looked at him with joy.

"You are by my ear every day, Lingling, Lingling..." Meng Fanchun bent down and helped pick up firewood.

Don't worry about the reason, he called her Lingling anyway, and a sweet smile appeared on Cheng Yunling's face.

Meng Fanchun looked at her smiling like a spring flower blooming and said, "Isn't it just a title? Don't smile foolishly and go to the cafeteria."

"The meaning is different?" Cheng Yunling said happily, "You go to the cafeteria, I'll get the tableware." He ran away.

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Four people sat in the cafeteria, and Cheng Yunling looked at them and said, "The dance you just mentioned? What dance party?"

"Yes, what is the dance party?" Zhou Guangming asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's just dancing, men and women dance together, our Secretary Fan and his lover lead the dance!" Meng Fanchun said with a smile on his obsidian eyes.

"I still don't understand!" Zhou Guangming's big eyes, like black grapes, turned around.

"Guangming, come here." Meng Fanchun simply said, got up and left the dining table.

"Oh!" Zhou Guangming immediately stood up and followed him.

Meng Fanchun held Zhou Guangming's hands and "stepped on my feet."

"Ah?" Zhou Guangming felt auditory hallucination appear in his ears, "Godfather?"

"You heard it right, step on my feet." Meng Fanchun lowered his eyes and said with a smile.

"But my godfather, my shoes were dirty." Zhou Guangming said worriedly.

"It's okay, just wipe it." Meng Fanchun said disregardly as he looked at his leather shoes.

Zhou Guangming looked at his shiny leather shoes, his big eyes rolled and took off the cotton shoes on his feet, put on socks and stepped on Meng Fanchun's feet, and started a ballroom dance.

"This kid!" Meng Fanchun looked at him and smiled dotingly.

Cheng Yunling started to beat, rubbing... rubbing...

When Hua Banzhi heard that it was a dance party, he was determined not to participate. The first thing he thought of was that if Zhou Tiankuo participated, he would be exposed if he bumped into it.

What Hua Banzhi then inexplicably thought of was that the dance party had political purposes. After liberation, these people who were born through life and death, and who died for the liberation of life should solve personal problems and cultivate descendants of life, and pass on the tradition of life from generation to generation.

It seemed as if there was no sound of gunfire overnight, and war seemed to have become very far away overnight. Peace finally came to this painful land that had been chaotic in history.

It turned out that all the mules and horses carrying guns and cannons had become things or farming. The shovels and pickaxes used by engineers to do forgings have been dug out. The mules and horses have no choice.

There is another joke now, the sparrows in the mortar tube have settled down.

After the war is over, it is time to get rid of the army and return to the field. The young mud-legged men are beginning to think about getting married, and their wives and children are warm on the bed.

They have been in military uniforms for many years and have been implementing the supply system, and everything is organized. Now it’s time for a wife.

Just like all countries in the world, the huge army began to streamline and demobilize after the war. It is time for these veterans who have shed blood, sweat and tears to go home.

The veterans really fought enough this battle, from north to south, they came back. People from Northeast China fought Zhennan Pass and came back. They finally returned to their hometown. After the war, they all wanted to go home to see it.

The peninsula is not peaceful yet, so let's continue fighting, and the overall situation is finally settled.

For a time, a marriage wave immediately started in society, and a divorce wave followed.

These mud-legged men who have been through life and death have been hard for years and have been old. They are not alone, but a group of people who miss their youth.

The local government took into account the actual problems of these people and took corresponding emergency measures. So a party that seemed purely normal on the surface but was actually full of conspiracies and traps was born.

Hua Banzhi looked at Meng Fanchun and Zhou Guangming who were jumping vigorously and smiled.

I looked up at the gloomy sky outside the window. Winter is coming, spring is coming, and it is the season for animal mating again. Cough cough... no, it is the season for love.

But what does this have to do with yourself? No one wants to marry a married woman, especially now that she still has light, and no one wants to get a cheap son and help others raise a son.

So Hua Banzhi complained in her heart: No one is stupid enough to make up her own ideas! Especially compared with the female students in the city, she is the dogtail grass on the roadside. She doesn't even have normal eyes to look at her.

"It's fun." Zhou Guangming looked up at Meng Fanchun, his eyes shining, "Does the godfather participate in this dance party?"

"Godfather can't attend on duty." Meng Fanchun lowered his eyes and looked at him in a gentle tone.

"Who will my dance partner look for if you don't participate?" Cheng Yunling said immediately, his eyes rolling with clear black and white, "You won't deliberately not participate because of this!"

Everyone knows the meaning of a dance party. Dancing together means announcing to the outside world that they are in the same place, and the idle people are waiting for concessions.

"How could it be? You go and check the hospital's duty schedule. This is not what I scheduled." Meng Fanchun defended himself seriously.

Although it has its own operations here, Lingling must not be known and cannot be admitted even if he dies.
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