Fan Jiang panicked. First, she wiped her own tears, then her older sister's, and then her younger sister's. She was flustered and at a loss.

With a thick nasal voice, he advised, "Alright, alright, I'm back safe and sound. Our family should be happy."

"Don't cry. I've been traveling through wind and rain all the way back, and my clothes are filthy. I couldn't clean them for you."

Shui Qingyanqiu and the others had a lot of questions they wanted to ask, but they swallowed them back and only said, "Come in quickly, I'll boil some water for you to take a nice bath."

"Little brother, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."

"Big brother, I'll go make your bed!"

"I'll go too."

Fan Jiang, who had managed to hold back his tears, let them flow uncontrollably again.

He cursed himself inwardly, thinking, "What a useless person!"

He didn't cry when the two armies were fighting in Beidu, even when the battle was almost at the main camp. So why are his tears flowing like they're free now that he's back?

He changed the subject, saying, "Mother, elder sister, what are you doing at home?"

Do they miss him terribly when he's not around? Do they miss him so much that they can't sleep? Do they talk about his recent situation and worry about him from time to time?

"Oh, we were talking about telling our eldest sister about her husband," Xinghui replied quickly.

Fan Jiang: .....

Ling Ran, who had been waiting outside the courtyard gate for Fan Jiang to finish his old conversation before entering, said: .....

Shui Qing and her group were even more shocked to see Ling Ran suddenly appear than when they saw Fan Jiang earlier.

"Why are you here at this critical juncture? Are you even capable of coming?"

"Now that you're here, is it alright with your maternal grandfather?"

"It's alright for my brother to farm, he's back now, but Brother Ling, can you just leave whenever you want?"

When Ling Ran first arrived, he was down on his luck but had the appearance of a refined and noble young man. However, this time, he had shed his youthful air and the aura of a wealthy young master. After years of fighting on the battlefield and braving the hail of swords and arrows, he had become even more fierce and terrifying.

His eyes swept over everyone, finally settling on the gentle and graceful woman, his brows furrowing slightly. "Tell you about your husband?"

The war had just ended and the country was at peace. He followed Fan Jiang back day and night, but in the end, he was still a step too late.

No, even if someone is chosen, it's fine; there's always a chance to change things before anything is finalized...

Yan Qiu was surprised that Ling Ran didn't answer the important question, but instead asked her a trivial question—at least it was something her mother and the others were just chatting about, and it didn't count.

She looked back at him, pondering what he meant.

Fan Jiang finally realized what was happening and shouted, "Big sister! When did you talk about a husband? Or have you already chosen someone?"

Have you found someone you like? If not, don't settle for less! No, first tell me who it is, do I know them?

"Hey, I've only been gone a short time, why are you already talking about your husband? Waaah, I can't bear it! I was hoping that now that I'm back, our family can live like before."

I almost cried towards the end.

Xinghui never expected that her casual remark would elicit such a strong reaction from her younger brother!

Yan Qiu hadn't expected this, but then she thought about how her whole family was together, and even her second brother could come back from time to time and stay for a long time. Her eldest brother, on the other hand, was all alone, thousands of miles away, and they couldn't keep in touch. So, hearing her talk about marriage naturally made her feel different.

It's impossible to stay calm.

Ling Ran treated them like family, and naturally felt the same way as his younger brother, feeling sorry for them.