During dinner …
As soon as the dishes were placed on the table, Fu Bowen rushed to Tang Xiling's room. "Mom, it's time to eat. My brother-in-law's celery dumplings are really fragrant. I can smell them even from outside!"
Tang Xiling snuggled up on the bed. Her emotions were extremely complicated. She was excited to be connected to her lover, but she was also worried that it would implicate her daughter. How could she be in the mood to eat dumplings?
However, in order not to worry everyone, she forced herself to sit up, put on her shoes, and got out of bed. "Let's go then!"
When she reached the dining room, she looked at the table. There were already four dishes on the table: steamed liver, stewed kidney beans, cold noodles with cucumber, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. There was even a bottle of beer on the table.
When Mi Xaing 'er saw her, she quickly stood up. "Mom, how do you feel? Let's eat!"
Tang Xiling asked softly, "Why did you make so many dishes?"
Mi Xaing 'er also answered softly, "Aren't you happy? No matter what, you got news of Dad, so we should celebrate!"
Her words made Tang Xiling's eyes redden. Although she did not say anything, she was grateful that her daughter was sensible.
Yun Laohu opened the door and came in. She carried a plate of steaming hot dumplings and placed it on the table. The dumplings were round like ingots. Fu Bowen's saliva almost dripped down. He leaned his upper body on the table and sniffed hard. "It smells so good!"
Yun Jingting flicked his forehead. She chuckled and lifted her chin. "Go to the kitchen. There's another plate on the stove. Hurry up and bring it over!"
"Okay!"
Fu Bowen answered clearly and ran out like a rabbit. After a while, he came back carefully with a plate in both hands. He directly placed the dumplings in front of Tang Xiling. "Mom, this plate is in front of you. Do you want garlic? I'll go to the yard and pluck some for you!"
Tang Xiling pulled his arm and sat down. "Don't be busy. Hurry up and eat while it's still hot."
The whole family sat down, and Yun Jingting opened a can of beer with her teeth. Fu Bowen quickly went to get three glasses and placed them in front of the adults. "Sis, Mom, drink with Brother-in-law too. Haha, I feel like it's the Lunar New Year today!"
Yun Jingting pondered for a moment, then poured half a cup each for his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
Mi Xaing 'er glared at him. "I can't drink."
"It's okay, just one bite. It's rare for everyone to be so happy."
Tang Xiling nudged Fu Bowen. "Go, if there's alcohol, there must be cigarettes. Go and get your brother-in-law's lighter and cigarette box."
Yun Jingting quickly said, "No, I don't smoke anymore. I quit."
"Okay."
Tang Xiling's mind worked quickly. She quickly glanced at her daughter and did not say anything. She knew that this was most likely Mi Xaing 'er's idea. Yun Laohu was a domineering person, but she listened to her daughter. It was really strange. This was probably what they meant by' everything has its vanquisher. '
Yun Laohu poured herself a full glass of beer. "I want to take this opportunity to say a few words."
She raised her glass and raised it to her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. "I'm offering Buddha with borrowed flowers. Mom bought the groceries today, and the chef is my daughter-in-law. I didn't do anything."
Fu Bowen covered his mouth and laughed. "Since when did my brother-in-law become so humble? When I went into the kitchen to serve the dishes, I clearly saw you wearing an apron and cooking."
Mi Xaing 'er glared at him. "Go and don't interrupt when the adults are talking."
Fu Bowen stuck out his tongue and leaned into Tang Xiling's embrace. His big eyes looked around anxiously, and he did not say anything else.
Yun Laohu continued, "During the period when my leg was injured, it was all thanks to the meticulous care of my family. I would like to express my gratitude. I also want to say from the bottom of my heart that I am content to have a family like all of you."
She tilted her head back and finished all the beer in her glass.
Fu Bowen quickly got up and filled her glass again.
Yun Jingting hesitated for a while before she raised her glass again. "This second glass is to take this opportunity to say goodbye to everyone. I have already reported my return to the army, and I'm waiting for the organization's notice. In other words, I might leave home at any time. I'm not very sure where my new base will be, and I still have to wait for the higher-ups to make arrangements. So, Mi Xaing 'er will not be able to settle the issue of following the army for the time being."
He sighed softly. "Leaving home is something that most soldiers have to face. If I take care of everyone, I won't be able to take care of my family. But I don't regret choosing this profession. I'm proud of my identity as a soldier. It's just that my family has suffered. Xiang 'er, please take care of our family's matters in the future."
Mi Xaing 'er nodded silently and held his hand under the table. She did not know what to feel. There was pride, regret, and sadness before parting.
Yun Laohu stared at her face and said calmly, "Xiang 'er, it's not easy being a soldier's wife. I still stand by what I said. Half of my glory is due to you."
She tilted her head back and downed the wine.
She casually placed the empty wine glass on the table. "I'm not drinking anymore. Let's eat."
“”
Everyone had just picked up their chopsticks when they heard someone talking in the courtyard. "Head Of Yun, Xiao Mi, are you guys home?"
Tang Xiling frowned. "From the sound of it, this sounds like Magic Doctor Xiao …"
That's right!
Xiao Qingshan came over with fruits. The moment she entered, she saw the table full of food. "Oh, there's a joyous occasion at home!"
Mi Xaing 'er quickly stood up and added a chair to the table. "Doctor Xiao, it's better to come at the right time than to come early. Come and eat with us. Although there's nothing good to eat, it's better than coming home alone and opening a fire!"
Xiao Qingshan had stayed at the Mi residence before, so she knew everyone at home. She did not stand on ceremony. She sat at the table graciously. "Then I'll take up your time!"
Yun Laohu instructed Fu Bowen, "Little Six, go and buy two more bottles of wine!"
Xiao Qingshan quickly pulled the child back. "Don't! I'm just here to take a look. I'm already embarrassed to eat. Why do I still want to drink?"
Fu Bowen immediately went to the kitchen to get a set of cutlery and placed it in front of Xiao Qingshan.
The few of them chatted as they ate.
Yun Jingting asked first, "Doctor Xiao, how did you find your way here?"
"Ever since we parted at the entrance of the hospital, I've been very busy. When I had some free time, I went to the military zone to visit you guys. Second Sis of the Yun family said that you guys had moved out and gave me this address. So I went to look for Head Of Yun. How's your injury?"
"It's good that I'll be returning to the team soon!" Yun Jingting said politely. "Doctor Xiao, can you leave an address? It'll be easier for us to contact each other in the future!"
"No problem!" Xiao Qingshan told her her home address. "The conditions at my place are not bad. Oh right, you guys can come over to visit me when you're free. I'm quite bored by myself!"
Mi Xaing 'er smiled. They were more familiar with each other now, so they spoke more casually than before. "So when Yun Jingting returns to the military, I'll have to visit her frequently. Or do I want to secretly learn from you?"
Xiao Qingshan pursed her lips. "You haven't even finished the homework I gave you. You didn't even pass the first test, and you dare to talk about learning from me?"
Yun Laohu quickly tried to smooth things over. "It's my fault. I was injured at home, and Mi Xaing 'er took care of me day and night. However, whenever she was free, she would sit there and compare the Compendium of Materia Medica with the Compendium of Materia Medica. She even wrote a lot of notes. I can confirm this!"
Xiao Qingshan shook her head disapprovingly. "I don't want to hear your testimony. You're famous for being protective of your wife. Of course you're speaking up for her!"
You're famous for being protective of your wife?
Yun Laohu was a little embarrassed. "Who said that? Cough, cough. That's a little irresponsible!"
Xiao Qingshan smiled but did not say anything. She changed the topic without batting an eyelid.
After dinner.
Xiao Qingshan tugged at Yun Laohu, looking a little troubled. "Head Of Yun, I still want to ask about my daughter. You said last time that you already had some leads!"
Yun Jingting pondered for a moment. He was more hard-hearted and did not avoid the truth. "Doctor Xiao, come to my room for a while. Let's talk in private!"
Xiao Qingshan seemed to have a premonition. Her legs felt like they were filled with lead. She did not even know how she entered Yun Laohu's room. The two of them closed the door and chatted in the room in low voices.
Mi Xaing 'er stood outside the door. She did not feel good about it either.
Not long after, she heard the sound of a cup falling to the floor. Then, Yun Laohu came out with a serious expression and nodded silently at her.
In the room …
Suddenly, Xiao Qingshan's heavy and suppressed sobs sounded. It was especially heart-wrenching in the night.
Mi Xaing 'er hesitated for a moment. She took the cup of water and was about to enter the room.
Yun Jingting pulled her back and lowered his voice. "Xiang 'er, they say that tears don't fall easily. It's only because he hasn't been deeply hurt. Let him cry in peace. Sometimes, men only keep their sadness to themselves. They will never be weak in front of women!"
Mi Xaing 'er reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist. She raised her head slightly, her eyes bright and clear. "Tiger, I only hope that when you're sad one day, you won't keep your sadness to yourself. Whether it's crying or laughing, I don't want to be absent from the joys and sorrows of your life. I want to share them with you!"
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