"Grandpa, we're doing well, don't worry." Bai Jiaojiao didn't answer Grandpa Yang's next question because she didn't know how to answer it. "Grandpa, how are you feeling now?"

"I'm healthy! Good child, call me again."

"Grandpa!" Bai Jiaojiao called out with a smile, not holding back at all.

"Hey—" Old Master Yang was pleased and patted Bai Shibao on the shoulder, "You call too."

Bai Shibao obediently replied, "Grandpa."

Grandpa Yang then released the two men and took out two red envelopes from his jacket; they were quite generous.

"Grandpa, this won't do." Bai Shibao immediately refused.

"Since I'm your maternal grandfather, what's wrong with giving you a red envelope?"

Although Grandpa Yang had suffered a lot, he was in very good health. Seeing his two children looking healthy and radiant, he felt much more at ease.

He heard from Yang Changping this morning that they came from the countryside, and he was very worried about them.

Although Grandpa Yang is old, he knows exactly what life is like in the countryside.

Seeing Bai Jiaojiao and Bai Shibao like this, he comforted himself, thinking that Yang An's life back then wasn't bad either.

Yang Fenglin reached out his hand to Grandpa Yang and called out, "Grandpa!"

Yang Changping: "..."

With one kick, Yang Fenglin immediately became obedient.

The slightly somber atmosphere was completely ruined by Yang Fenglin.

Grandpa Yang was always a man of few words, but fortunately Du Ying was a kind daughter-in-law and aunt-in-law who kept urging Bai Jiaojiao and Bai Shibao to eat fruit, so there was no awkward silence.

Yang Changping looked at Bai Shibao sitting upright to the side and said with relief, "Shibao, how about this, I'll have someone make a move for you and transfer you to the Security Bureau. The benefits here are not bad, and you won't have to do dangerous missions all the time."

Bai Shibao said, "No need, Uncle. I want to climb up the social ladder on my own. Please believe me, I won't let my parents down."

Grandpa Yang said, "Look at him, his personality is exactly the same as his mother's back then."

Yang Changping was used to treating Yang Fenglin, so he wanted to train Bai Shibao in the same way he trained Yang Fenglin. Bai Shibao's words made Yang Changping feel even more that Yang Fenglin was a good-for-nothing.

Grandpa Yang added, "You just can't raise a good son."

Yang Changping glared at Yang Fenglin

Yang Fenglin: "..." Am I experiencing this for the first time?

However, Bai Shibao's address of "uncle" still warmed Yang Changping's heart: "Uncle doesn't mean anything by it. I'm just worried that what you're doing now is too dangerous. Look at all the injuries you've sustained. The unit you were transferred to is elite, but with great power comes great responsibility. The missions you'll take in the future will only become more and more dangerous."

"Uncle, I'm not afraid! I know there are people waiting for me at home, so I will be careful."

Yang Changping saw a bit of himself in Bai Shibao, and smiled for once.

Du Ying misunderstood Bai Shibao's words: "Shibao, are you married now?"

Yang Fenglin is twenty-two this year. Du Ying's biggest worry is Yang Fenglin's marriage. This boy hangs out with Qi Yunxin all day long and doesn't know how to get close to young girls. She already had her son late in life. At this rate, when will she be able to hold her grandson?

She was quite envious of Bai Shibao because she thought he had a family.

"No." Bai Shibao was still a little shy.

Upon hearing this, Du Ying sighed, "Two bachelors."

Yang Fenglin, completely unaware of his mother's worries, said, "Mom, my third brother isn't married, but my sister is. She's a college student from the same university as her!"

"How did you know?" Yang Changping asked.

My sister told me.

"Why didn't you tell us about something this big?"

Yang Fenglin was confused: "It's not like she didn't invite you to her wedding. She's been married for several years now. What's the big deal?"

Bai Jiaojiao felt the same way. After all, it was normal for her to get married at her age, and it wasn't anything earth-shattering.

Meanwhile, Old Master Yang also found Yang Changping's overreaction: "Why are you yelling at Feng Lin? Jiaojiao, why didn't you bring your son-in-law with you today?"

"He went on a business trip with his teacher and won't be back for another month," Bai Jiaojiao said.

"A business trip? Isn't he a student? Why is he on a business trip?" Du Ying immediately thought that this person must be someone favored by the teacher. Her family members were not academically inclined, so they greatly admired scholars. "He went out with his teacher?"

“Yes, didn’t they say at the end of last year that they were going to set up a special economic zone there? He’s already gone south twice this semester with the teacher,” Bai Jiaojiao replied.

"Oh my, is it such a big deal?"

The reforms at the end of last year were a huge sensation; they were so radical that they could be described as a complete upheaval.

Upon hearing this, everyone felt that Shen Heng was a capable man, and they were already very satisfied with this nephew-in-law.

Yang Fenglin was the only one who felt sorry for Qi Yunxin; he was so outstanding, while his brother really had no hope.

Given these circumstances, even if the two of them were to get a divorce, his parents would have to help persuade them to reconcile.

"He just went there to help the teacher out."

Who is his teacher?

"Teacher Jian Shao."

The group looked at each other, unsure of what was going on, as they didn't care and didn't actually recognize the person.

But it's alright, after being separated for so many years, they have plenty to talk about.

At noon, Du Ying asked Yang Fenglin to go to the restaurant to buy some groceries to bring back for lunch. She was still not very good at cooking, and Yang Changping was not very presentable either, so she decided to spend some money to make it easier for him.

After Yang Fenglin left, Bai Jiaojiao saw that Grandpa Yang was talking to Bai Shibao about things in the army, so she said to Yang Changping, "Uncle, I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" Yang Changping became serious. This was the first time his niece had told him something, so he had to listen carefully.

"About why my mother left with my father." As soon as Bai Jiaojiao finished speaking, Grandpa Yang also looked at her.

“Back then, my mom thought you had all sacrificed yourselves, which is why she wanted to leave this sad place. Later, she was also stubborn and felt ashamed of what she had done, so she didn’t contact you.”

Yang Changping frowned: "Why would she think we were killed?"

Bai Jiaojiao took out a new envelope from her bag, and from inside she took out a very worn envelope: "Back then, she received the news that all her uncles had died in battle, as well as her grandfather's handwritten will."

Bai Jiaojiao placed the suicide note sent by Bai Zhiman in front of Yang Changping, but it was snatched away by the old man Yang.

As he dismantled the package, he muttered to himself, "When did I ever write a will for my family? I don't care about my life; I want Anzi to live a couple more years!"

What does it mean for a father far away on the battlefield to send his will home? Old Master Yang, who fought all his life, surely knew this.

Moreover, he knew exactly what Yang An's emotions were when he took his three sons to the battlefield. How could he send a will home before he was even dead?

When Grandpa Yang opened the will, it was in his own handwriting.