Lin Wan smiled and shook her head, "I’m not aggrieved. When I married him, I knew it would be . Once I graduate from night school here, I’ll go to join the military base with him."
"That’s good, being apart often isn’t good for a young couple." Grandma said while holding her hand.
Lin Wan shyly lowered her head and murmured a response.
During this time, most factories and companies only started operating after the Lantern Festival. In the next two days, Lin Wan stayed home with Grandma and Aunt Jin, knitting sweaters and chatting.
On the twelfth, Lin Wan went back to her parental home.
Liang Hongmei sighed when she found out Han Yi was on a mission.
"He’s a good man, it’s just that you never get to see him. You just got married, and in the future when you have kids, it will be tough for you." Liang Hongmei complained about Han Yi, then after a while, started worrying about her son-in-law’s safety, asking Lin Wan several times about what kind of mission he was on.
Lin Wan could only helplessly say she didn’t know.
Unable to get any valuable news, Liang Hongmei started talking about Lin Wan not caring for her husband enough.
"You’re a married woman now, not single anymore. Han Yi is the pillar of your little family, you can’t just focus on yourself. It’s not easy for a man to work outside, you must care for and be considerate to him, understood?"
"Got it, Mom. I do care about him. It’s not that I don’t ask; it’s the military rules that even family members can’t ask much." Lin Wan leaned affectionately on Liang Hongmei’s shoulder, playfully replied.
This made Liang Hongmei both amused and a little angry, feeling at a loss with her daughter.
On the other hand, her brother spent the whole new year loafing around, lying on the bed reading comic books.
"Bro, why don’t you go hang out with Brother Li?" Lin Wan asked, noticing the tall stack of various miscellaneous books at her brother’s bedside.
"On the first day of New Year, we had a drink with a few local classmates, and haven’t gone out since. The winters here are too cold, neither mom nor I want to go out. Mom recently got interested in calligraphy. Now every day at home, besides eating, we’re studying. Aside from comic books, this ’entertainment’ project really leaves us with nothing to do." Lin Yinghui said while wrapped in his quilt, looking at a comic book.
"Where did these books come from?" Lin Wan casually picked up one to have a look. They were all popular offline stories.
"I picked them up from the recycling station. There are quite a lot, thirty or forty. There’s all kinds of books. I even picked up a lot more."
"These books are good stuff. Bro, you must take good care of them." Lin Wan chuckled while looking at those comic books.
Lin Yinghui rolled his eyes at his sister, "What’s so good about these old, dirty books? It’s just that school is boring, and a classmate said there’s lots of cheap books at the recycling station, so I went with them once and got some."
Lin Wan just smiled mysteriously and didn’t respond to him.
In two or three years, renting out comic books will be a booming business.
Lin Wan stayed at her parental home for two days before returning.
After the Lantern Festival, the school officially resumed classes, and the hot pot restaurant also reopened for business.
This year, just like last year, business wasn’t very good right after the New Year. Fortunately, winters here are quite long, and some customers still liked coming to a warm place to eat.
After paying salaries this month, the net profit was only more than a thousand yuan.
Since Han Yi went on a mission, it’s been a month without any word from him. Lin Wan specifically told Aunt Wu at the grocery store to quickly call her at home if there was a phone call from Han Yi.
"Xiao Wan, are those sweaters you knitted for sale?" During the break, Yin Peibai softly asked, holding two recently knitted sweaters by Lin Wan.
"Yes, women’s ones are twenty-five each, men’s are twenty each. This one is ordered by Su Ling. If you want one, you’ll need to make a reservation in advance." Lin Wan would knit for a while during class breaks lately, not to rush orders but to advertise for herself.
Just this past week, she had already sold two.