"That works too. After all, there’s not much work at home for us, we two still have the strength to manage. It’s good for them to be together to develop their relationship."
Upon hearing Mu Siwu and Bai Yuhua’s plan, Jiang Xue felt a mix of emotions. In the past life, because of her own actions, she didn’t even know where Mu Qiancheng worked, let alone went along with him.
Thinking back, it was really a mistake. Being a spouse for five or six years yet not even knowing where her husband’s workplace was.
As Jiang Xue was lost in thought, a series of footsteps echoed in the courtyard.
Soon after, a shout was heard, saying, "Qian Cheng, Qian Cheng, there’s a call for you." This text is hosted at novel⚑fire.net
The voice sounded like it belonged to Uncle Wang from the village. Uncle Wang’s family ran a small shop with a telephone. So many times, calls from outside would go to the shop, and then the villagers would be asked to come take the call.
Upon hearing the shout while in the room, Jiang Xue’s heart tightened, a foreboding feeling rising within her.
She remembered Cheng Li mentioning in her past life that after Mu Qiancheng was angered by her, he went back to his unit for a mission. If that’s really the case, this call is probably to ask him to return.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xue felt restless. Her relationship with Mu Qiancheng had just started to improve, and now he had to leave; wouldn’t that make her previous efforts wasted?
She had been thinking of using this chance of Mu Qiancheng’s return to get along well with him, to improve their relationship and deepen their feelings for each other.
Jiang Xue got out of bed, put on a coat, and donned a hat before leaving the room.
By that time, Mu Qiancheng had already dressed as fast as possible and appeared in the courtyard. Bai Yuhua and Mu Siwu were already talking with Uncle Wang.
"Uncle Wang, is there a call for me?" Mu Qiancheng asked while looking at Uncle Wang.
"That’s right, it’s from your unit."
"Then let’s go, I’ll go with you to take the call," Mu Qiancheng said, taking the lead toward the small shop.
When Jiang Xue came out, she saw the figure of Mu Qiancheng striding away. For some reason, thinking that Mu Qiancheng might be leaving soon made Jiang Xue feel stifled and upset.
"Old man, our son just came back, and the unit is calling; could it be something has happened?"
"It’s probably a mission," Mu Siwu, more knowledgeable than Bai Yuhua, guessed it was likely a mission as soon as he thought about it.
"Will our son be in danger?" Bai Yuhua couldn’t help but worry. Previously, she had always been unwilling because she was afraid of danger.
But her son was determined, and there was nothing she could do. In the end, she let him go there. Fortunately, over the years, though worried, her son remained safe, got married, and even had a grandson now.
"Missions are never without danger," Mu Siwu glanced at his wife and said.
"What should we do then?"
"What can we do? Our son eats from the nation’s table; following orders is his duty. But you don’t need to worry too much. We don’t even know if it’s a mission yet. Besides, our son knows what he’s doing; nothing will happen to him."
"I hope so!" Bai Yuhua’s mood instantly dropped. Looking up, she saw Jiang Xue already standing behind her without knowing when, guessing she might have heard her husband’s conversation, she comforted, "Xue’er, don’t worry, Chengcheng will be fine."
Jiang Xue nodded, but her gaze remained fixed on the gate, waiting for Mu Qiancheng to return.
Soon after, Mu Qiancheng returned.