The Female General Dominates All After Transmigration-Chapter 363 - 362

Due to Zhang Yuanhong’s strong insistence, Ling Chengyan made some compromises. Except for the cross-country training and any training that must be conducted outdoors, all other activities were moved to the indoor training facility.

It must be said, the special training brigade of the district had much better conditions than those in Huicheng. The brand-new indoor training hall and complete training facilities, plus the vast indoor gym equipped with heating, made it perfectly comfortable.

After training indoors for less than a day, Ling Chengyan had the heating turned off in the indoor training hall.

The indoor temperature had reached twenty-five or six degrees; people would sweat before they even moved. How can you train like that?

The new troops once again experienced the captain’s ruthless determination and strong arm.

Of course, when it comes to training, the captain is fair and unsparing, but when it comes to living conditions, he’s considerate. Look, the captain urged Instructor Zhang to go to the district repeatedly, eventually managing to increase the young men’s living allowance from the previous two yuan and twenty cents a day to three yuan and thirty cents.

At this level, there was meat in every meal, and they could afford to eat a large serving of meat twice a week. This was more than double what the regular troops received.

Zhang Yuanhong hadn’t yet concluded the negotiations for the cultural performance tour, but he had some unexpected good news—several young men in the unit had succeeded in their love lives and submitted marriage applications.

Zhang Yuanhong cheerfully held a few marriage applications and reported the good news to Ling Chengyan: "Look at this, out of the four applications, three were facilitated by our matchmaking events. Hey, good lads, well done!" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Ling Chengyan set aside her year-end summary, glanced at the ’old man’ before her, and said lightly, "Instructor Zhang, don’t you think that with so many bachelors in our unit, some people might have set a bad example?"

The smile on Zhang Yuanhong’s face froze. He then glared at Ling Chengyan, flustered and exasperated, "You... I can’t just grab a girl off the street and get married, can I?"

Ling Chengyan lazily looked at him, wagged her index finger: "Instructor, isn’t that idea a bit dangerous?!"

Zhang Yuanhong shot another resentful glance and, choosing not to dwell on his personal relationship issues, switched topics: "What do you think about organizing a collective wedding for the lads during the entertainment troupe visit?"

Having been here for ten years, Ling Chengyan was familiar with the local customs and ways, but she had never seen a collective wedding like the one Zhang Yuanhong mentioned.

Thinking about it, three of the brides are from the provincial capital or work there, so holding the wedding in the provincial capital would be more convenient. Of course, marriage is a significant life event; they can have a collective wedding in the unit and then visit both sets of parents, thanks to marriage leave.

With Ling Chengyan’s nod of approval, Zhang Yuanhong enthusiastically took the marriage applications, had Ling Chengyan sign them, and left in high spirits.

"Tsk, tsk, look how excited he is. Anyone would think he’s getting married himself!" Ling Chengyan mumbled, bending her head back to battle her year-end summary.

To tell the truth, year-end summaries are even more annoying than writing memorials back in the day.

Back then, she had strategists and secretaries by her side; someone would draft these things for her, and all she’d have to do was make slight modifications before sending them out.

Now, although she has Fu Qiang, the orderly, and there are a few clerks in the brigade, she still has to write the summary herself.

Oh, what a headache. It would be better to go for a 40-kilometer cross-country run!

After struggling all day, she almost left an imprint on her pen, yet she still didn’t finish the year-end summary. With no other option, Ling Chengyan had to take the unfinished summary home, planning to work overtime at night and finish it by lamplight.

After dinner, when Little Xing and Shi Tou went out for their evening exercise, as they usually did, Ling Chengyan followed them.

She didn’t want to admit she had a headache just from looking at the paper.

After returning home with the two kids and finishing their lively washing-up routine, shooing the two little ones off to bed, she had no choice but to drag her heavy feet back to her own room.

The year-end summary, it must be written, unavoidable!

But waiting for her wasn’t a half-finished draft with scribbles all over it, but a neatly written, well-organized, and beautifully completed document.

"Did you write this for me?" Ling Chengyan quickly skimmed it and looked up incredulously at Wang Liansheng, who was walking in from outside.

Wang Liansheng tilted his chin a bit, full of smiles: "Satisfied, Captain Ling?"

"Satisfied, satisfied, a hundred times satisfied!" Ling Chengyan laughed as if she had found a bone, chuckling as she prepared to stuff the draft into her bag.

Wang Liansheng shook his head with a smile, "Your handwriting, they all know, right?"

The main thing is, he had tried to practice calligraphy, yet couldn’t write as beautifully as his wife’s. This fact, Wang Liansheng never denied.

He was proud of his wife’s excellence.

At this time, too: "My handwriting isn’t as good as yours at all!"

Wang Liansheng quoted, making Ling Chengyan burst into laughter.

"Then plead with me? Beg me to teach you calligraphy." As Wang Liansheng spoke, Ling Chengyan had already packed the paper, leaned over the bed, and, in a bullying manner, teasingly looked at her man, eyebrow raised, eyes flirtatious.

Wang Liansheng tilted his head slightly, with an innocent look: "Please, dear master..."

Before he could finish, Ling Chengyan had already collapsed against him laughing: "Hahaha..."

Before they knew it, it was year-end, and New Year was approaching.

The cultural performance and collective wedding Zhang Yuanhong was organizing were in full swing.

Having submitted the year-end summary, Ling Chengyan stood at the door, waiting for the cross-country training lads to return.

It had been overcast for most of the day, windy as well, and finally, as the wind calmed, snow began to fall.

Feathery snow quickly covered the earth and everything on it in a layer of white, even covering the top of Ling Chengyan’s cotton hat with a thin layer.

Fu Qiang came over with a raincoat, but Ling Chengyan waved it off: "Snow doesn’t dirty clothes; just brush it off before you head inside."

Knowing she’s as good as her word, Fu Qiang didn’t insist, stepping back with the raincoat to stand with the captain, waiting for the team members to return from outdoor training.

"Another year gone..." the captain sighed suddenly.

Fu Qiang blinked and responded, "The eighties are almost over, and soon it will be the nineties."

Ling Chengyan, on the other hand, smiled: "The new generation of the eighties will soon become the predecessors."

Fu Qiang hummed a reply: "Just one more year."

Perhaps she stood in the snow for too long, upon returning, Ling Chengyan felt a bit unwell—not a fever, just some stomach discomfort and a slight dizziness.

She paid it no mind, pouring herself a cup of hot water to slowly sip while listening to Zhang Yuanhong report the final arrangements for the New Year’s activities.