Before leaving, he specifically sought out Commander Jiang to inquire about the progress of his marriage application.

Commander Jiang still didn't give a definite answer: "It's still under research. We'll probably have results by the time you get back."

Xue Yanchen and the accompanying company commander took a train and arrived at the village in the south in just half a day.

Because they were secretly searching for and capturing enemy agents, they all had to conceal their identities.

The most popular thing across the country was being sent to the countryside as an educated youth. Using the identity of an educated youth was the least likely to arouse suspicion, so they went there as local educated youth. Xue Yanchen moved into the educated youth settlement again and lived the life of an educated youth.

The climate here is neither too hot nor too cold, allowing for two harvests a year. After the winter wheat is planted, it needs to be worked in the fields again in winter.

Xue Yanchen estimated that this mission would not last longer than the last one, and they might be able to return before the winter was over.

When he first arrived there, in order not to reveal any flaws, he needed to purchase some daily necessities, just like the other new educated youth there.

He and his companion were on their way to the village to order furniture when they passed by a house.

As he passed by the house, a middle-aged man with a limp, carrying a basket on his back and a shovel, came out.

The middle-aged man was about to go collect some clay to mix with coal for starting a fire. As he was leaving the house, his eyes widened involuntarily when he saw Xue Yanchen's face from inside the door. He stared at Xue Yanchen for several seconds until Xue Yanchen walked away.

He hurried back into the house to report to his wife.

"Old woman, old woman, I just saw someone who looks just like your eldest daughter."

He has two daughters and one son. His eldest daughter is the prettiest, his second daughter looks like his wife, and his son looks like him.

Although their eldest daughter didn't resemble either of them and was prettier than the rest of their family, they never doubted whether she was their biological child, because she was indeed born from their wife's womb, there was no doubt about it.

The middle-aged woman, upon hearing his words, didn't care at all: "So what if you look alike? Why are you making such a fuss? The world is so big, there are plenty of people who look alike, what's so strange about that? I even saw someone in town who looks just like you."

The middle-aged man shook his head after hearing this: "It's nothing special." But why was he so agitated that he came to report it to his wife?

He went out of the house again, preparing to go out again. At this moment, their mentally challenged son suddenly jumped out of the west room, ran to him, and hugged his leg.

The silly son's face was filthy, covered in a layer of mud, and two strands of clear soup noodles were hanging from his nose as he slurped them up.

He looked up at his father, whose hair had turned gray from worrying so much about finding a wife for her.

"Dad, Dad, get a wife, get a wife for your silly baby. Everyone else has a wife, I want to have a wife too. With a wife, I can sleep soundly at night."

"Hey, I've already found you two wives, but you're so silly, you've let them all run away. Where am I going to find you another wife?"

"No, no, I just want a wife," the silly son pleaded.

The middle-aged man sighed, "It will cost money to find you another wife, and where would we get the money?"