Tang Xiling handed the envelope to Mi Xaing 'er. "Now, no matter what you say, I've already gotten this letter and opened it. Do you want to know what your father wrote in it?"
Things had come to this.
It was useless to argue and complain.
Mi Xiang 'er took the letter and lowered her head to read it. There was no name or signature. There were only two lines of words written with a few strokes, like a flood dragon. It was said that the handwriting was just like the person. Just by looking at the handwriting, she knew that the writer was a dashing, extraordinary, and vigorous "soldier".
This …
Mi Xaing 'er looked up and was a little puzzled. "Why is there nothing written here? There's only an address?"
Tang Xiling carefully took the letter, gently folded it, and put it back in her pocket. There was a hint of pride in her eyes. "Your father has always been cautious. He's probably afraid that this letter will fall into the hands of others and cause me trouble. It's useless to say more, but it's harmful. So, he just left me an address. If it's convenient for me to contact him, I'll naturally write back to him."
She rubbed her hands on her lapels excitedly with a dazed smile on her face. She looked at the blue sky outside the window as if her heart had already flown to a faraway country even though she was here at this moment. She murmured softly, "It's been 18 years. I've finally waited for Xiang 'er. Your father still misses us. He still misses me."
Mi Xaing 'er understood her feelings. A woman had spent almost her entire life waiting for a man and used all her strength to love him. The urgency of not being able to love him, the long night of tossing and turning, and the suffering of raising her daughter alone all these years was indeed unimaginable for ordinary people.
However …
The situation now was not the time to acknowledge the family. The political situation in the 1970s did not allow mothers to do so.
Mi Xiang 'er took Tang Xiling's hand and said, "Mom, there are some things that need to be considered in the long run. I'm not saying that you can't communicate with father. I'm saying that we need to make a comprehensive plan and do things properly. Don't let others have a reason to gossip about us. Also, in two years, the country will slowly open up. At that time, you and father will be together. Where there is life, there is hope."
Tang Xiling did not wait for her to finish. "In two years, I can't wait that long. I've already waited for 18 years. Isn't that long enough? I don't know if the country will open up, and I don't want to pin my hopes on it. In short, since your father sent me a message, I'll write back to him."
Mi Xaing 'er looked at her stubborn face and suddenly had a bad feeling. "Mom, don't tell me that you've already written back to him when you went out just now."
She raised her voice by half an octave. "You're really reckless. If I was the only one at home, I wouldn't be afraid of anything. But now, there's Yun Jingting. He's done enough for our family. In this current situation, don't you know the consequences of a soldier having overseas connections?"
Tang Xiling felt a little guilty. "It's not like he has overseas connections. We're the ones who took the initiative to contact the people overseas. It's also me, not him!"
Mi Xaing 'er stomped her feet angrily. "How can we explain this kind of thing clearly? What if they don't even give us a chance to explain? Besides, Yun Jingting is living in our house now …"
Before she could finish speaking, Yun Laohu coughed softly in the courtyard. She probably vaguely heard the mother and daughter quarreling and advised her daughter-in-law to calm down and try not to make her mother-in-law angry.
Mi Xaing 'er stopped talking.
She was a decisive person who did not drag things out. She was anxious earlier not because of herself, but because of her husband. However, now that she had calmed down and thought about it, since the matter had already happened, there was no point in blaming her or getting angry. She could only think of a solution.
She lowered her voice. "Mom, what exactly did you do? Learn from me. Let's think of a solution and see if there's anything we can do to salvage the situation."
Tang Xiling was submissive. She grabbed the hem of her shirt with one hand. She probably did not know what was going on. "I-I didn't make it so obvious. I asked Fu Bowen to go to the post office to buy an airmail envelope and stamps. I didn't dare to post the letter at the counter because I was afraid of getting into trouble. Instead, I took a bus that was more than ten stops away and sent it to a mailbox in the suburbs."
There was some uncertainty in her eyes. "I didn't say anything in the letter. I was also afraid that I would get into unnecessary trouble if I was kidnapped. I only wrote four words: Both mother and daughter are safe. I think your father will understand what I mean."
Mi Xaing 'er immediately asked, "What else?"
Tang Xiling was quick-witted and immediately understood. "I didn't write a signature or an address. I personally think that this is already considered safe. What do you think?"
What do you think?
What else is there to say?
Mi Xaing 'er hesitated for a moment. She originally wanted to go out and get the letter back, but on second thought, if she went to the post office, she might attract more attention. It would not be worth it.
Tang Xiling sighed softly. "Xiang 'er, it's not that I don't want to consider the situation between you and Yun Jingting. I just can't help myself. You're already a married person now. You understand the feelings between a man and a woman. Think about it. I've been in love with this man since I was 14 years old. I'm 42 now. I've only ever looked at him for the rest of my life. If you and I were in different places and encountered such a situation, what would you do?"
“”
"Would you turn a blind eye to his letters? Would you not answer his questions? Would you watch helplessly as he misunderstood that you already have a family and no longer care about him?"
These few words were indeed very heartbreaking.
Mi Xaing 'er remained silent. She could only secretly hope that this matter could be resolved peacefully.
Tang Xiling lowered her head. She suddenly seemed to have aged a lot. The joy when she first entered the house was also replaced by sadness.
Mi Xaing 'er really pitied her. She spent 28 years of her youth on one person. Even if she did something "extreme", it was understandable, right?
She simply walked over and hugged her mother's shoulder to comfort her. "Mom, don't think so much. Since it has already happened, let's not be afraid. I'll support you."
Tang Xiling held her daughter's hand in relief. "Xiang 'er, you've really grown up. You're becoming more and more responsible."
Although she said that, she did not have any energy. "I'll go back to my room and lie down first."
She turned and left the kitchen.
Yun Laohu was very observant. When he saw the mother and daughter chatting just now, he did not go forward. Now that his mother-in-law had returned to her room, he walked to his wife's side. "What's the matter? I heard that the two of you had an argument."
Mi Xaing 'er did not want Yun Laohu to get involved. "What exactly did you hear?"
Yun Jingting was a little anxious. He was worried about his wife. "I didn't hear you clearly. That's why I asked. Did something happen at home? Are you short of money? Did someone bully you? Hurry up and tell me!"
Mi Xaing 'er smiled. She did not want her man to worry. She mischievously dispelled the slightly tense atmosphere. "Nothing happened. I did argue with Mom. She wants to eat celery dumplings, and I want to eat pork and cabbage. That's all."
Of course, Tiger Cloud didn't believe her words. But when he looked at Mi Xiang 'er's smiling face, the big stone in his heart slowly fell down. He secretly admired her in his heart. Although his wife was young, she didn't panic in the face of trouble. This kind of heart of responsibility was something that ordinary men couldn't compare with.
He also knew Mi Xaing 'er's character. Since she did not want to talk about it, he definitely would not be able to get an answer out of her.
Yun Jingting was also a person who could let go of things. He simply went along with his wife's topic. "Then what kind of dumplings do you want to eat? Hurry up and decide. I'll mix the stuffing."
"You decide."
"Then let's eat celery. Listen to Mom. If you want to eat cabbage, I'll make it for you alone tomorrow."
He knew how to mediate "disputes".
Mi Xaing 'er nodded and stood by the sink to wash the vegetables.
The setting sun shone through the window and shone through her white blouse. The outline of her bra could be vaguely seen. Yun Laohu looked at the woman's exquisite figure from behind. He narrowed his eyes and leaned over. From behind, he pressed close to Mi Xaing 'er's body and bent his fingers to trace the outline of her bra.
Mi Xaing 'er twisted her waist in embarrassment and silently raised her chin towards the courtyard. From her angle, she could clearly see Fu Bowen squatting on the ground and drawing a house.
Yun Laohu whispered, "It's okay. The light in the kitchen is dim. He can't see us clearly."
He took the opportunity to wrap an arm around her and pull her into his embrace. Mi Xaing 'er's entire body was pressed against his chest. She could clearly feel the man's strength that could not be rejected.
Yun Jingting's other large hand nimbly reached into Mi Xaing 'er's lapel and stroked her body with familiarity.
Mi Xaing 'er felt her entire body heat up. She bit her lip and did not dare to make a sound.
She bent down slightly and turned the tap up.
The sound of the water covered her murmurs.
----- Digression —
Speaking of which, Mi Xaing's mother did not have it easy either. However, would her actions cause trouble?
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