During their meal, An Moxue and Wu Sicheng chatted as they ate, discussing everything under the sun, from the country to the world. Later, he secretly checked his watch several times.

After the meal, An Moxue wanted to pick up the bowls and wash them, but he wouldn't let her, saying, "Moxue, I think the persimmons in the garden are quite good. Pick a few and I'll take them back for my comrades."

And so, An Moxue went to the garden and picked a basket of tomatoes and cucumbers, took out all the fruit she had picked from Old Ma's house, and took out two bottles of meat sauce from the cupboard, filling a bag with food.

When Wu Sicheng came in after washing the dishes, An Moxue handed him two pills. Wu Sicheng saw that they were wrapped in tin foil and sealed with beeswax, and he knew that the medicine was even better than An Moxue had said. Her medicines had never been packaged so carefully before.

An Moxue was still worried and instructed, "Don't waste my good medicine. If you're going to sell it, I won't sell it for less than five hundred yuan a pill. Understand?"

Wu Sicheng's heart skipped a beat, and he began to take the small pill even more seriously.

"Mo Xue, how about I take one?" He always felt that she had encountered more dangers than he had. Moreover, once An Mo Xue gave you something, it was impossible for you not to take it, because she would get angry with you. On this point, Wu Sicheng could not argue with her.

"Take it if I give it to you. I'll make it when I have time. Just make sure you have plenty on hand."

How could something so precious be treated like a common cabbage in her mouth, so insignificant? Wu Sicheng sighed helplessly and put the pills into his pocket.

“There are two bottles of meat sauce, some fruit, cucumbers and tomatoes in the bag. I saw you peeking at it a few times, so I won’t keep you any longer. Let’s go!” An Moxue said.

Wu Sicheng felt reluctant to part, but he remained outwardly calm. He took his bag and said, "I'm leaving. I still have some time before I have to go to work. You can rest for a while. Don't see me off. I'll just close the gate."

After saying that, he strode away from An Moxue's house without waiting for her to speak.

Not far from the village, a jeep was waiting by the roadside. Wu Sicheng got in, and the driver joked, "Oh, so you know how to come back! I thought you were going to stay in this village forever! Is there some little devil in here that's keeping you here? In the middle of the day, I've been sitting in the car, getting hot and hungry."

"Stop talking nonsense. Don't spout nonsense. Didn't I give you money and tickets so you could eat at the state-run restaurant? What, you didn't eat? Give me back the money and tickets." Wu Sicheng pretended to search his pockets.

"No, even if I didn't eat it, the money and tickets are still mine, and you can't ask for them back. Show me what food you have in your pocket," Fu Shanyue said shamelessly.

"Here you go, pick one yourself." Wu Sicheng handed over the bag.

Fu Shanyue took the bag, opened it, and saw a bag full of fruits and vegetables that could be eaten raw, as well as two bottles of meat sauce. The lids on the bottles couldn't stop the aroma of the meat sauce from wafting out. He took a tomato, ate it, and started the car to leave.

"Alright! Brother, tell me honestly, who are you here to see? It's not your sweetheart, is it?" Fu Shanyue ate something while glancing at Wu Sicheng with ill intent.

Wu Sicheng said with a serious face, "Can you drive properly? If not, get out and I'll drive."

"Yo yo yo! I guessed right! I've finally caught you red-handed!" Fu Shanyue exclaimed as if he had discovered something of great importance.

"No way! What kind of powerful being could subdue a deity like you and make you have mortal desires? You're no ordinary person!"

Fu Shanyue was distracted and missed Wu Sicheng's upturned lips and relaxed eyebrows, as well as an opportunity to discover the truth about him.

"Can you please stop yelling? I really don't know what your wife sees in you?"

"Women love bad boys, and my wife loves my frivolous side. What's it to you? I'm just a greenhorn, I don't know any of the benefits of having a wife."

Wu Sicheng felt an urge to punch Fu Shanyue because of his irritating appearance, but he told himself to hold back and not lower himself to the level of this fool.

"Really? Have you told your wife about the mission?" Wu Sicheng raised an eyebrow, his demeanor anything but refined; instead, he had a roguish, wicked air about him.

"No, how the hell should I put it? My wife is almost five months pregnant, and I promised her I'd be there for her during childbirth. But this mission is beyond my language skills and I can't accept it, so I have to go. If I go, I won't be able to come back when she gives birth." Wu Sicheng poured cold water on him, no longer teasing him, his brows furrowed with worry.

It's better not to talk about it, because it gives him a headache. He still hasn't figured out how to tell his wife. The main problem is that although this mission is long and dangerous, he's guaranteed to get promoted when he gets back. Who in the army doesn't want to be a general?

A rare opportunity!

It's a difficult decision.

Enraged, he slammed his fist on the steering wheel and sped up.

"What can I say to this? You're the best, brother, you can do whatever you want. Help me think of a way to talk to my wife."

"Say the good things. This task requires your help. To put it more seriously, it would be best to also talk to both sets of parents and ask them to look after you from time to time. There's no other good way but to try to appease her." Wu Sicheng earnestly offered the suggestions he could think of. After all, Fu Shanyue's wife was a truly delicate flower, and he could only coax her.

"I know there's no better way, but I always try to be as thorough as possible," Fu Shanyue said seriously, a departure from his previous playful demeanor.

“We work so hard because we want our families to have a better life! I understand how you feel.” Wu Sicheng’s voice was full of comfort.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, he thought of An Moxue and stopped talking. He only told himself that he must come back safe and sound so that he would be qualified to stand by her side and shelter her from the wind and rain.

......

After Wu Sicheng left, An Moxue took a sweet afternoon nap. When she got up and was about to go to work to get the hat that was placed on the counter, she found the money and bills that Wu Sicheng had hidden under the hat. It was a thick stack of bills. She counted them and found that there were 280 yuan in money and a number of bills. This time, he had put money in the box, and the money he had returned to him was also there.

There was also a short message written by Wu Sicheng.

Mo Xue: I've thought about it, and I'll leave you some money. As the old saying goes, "A little money in your pocket keeps you calm in a crisis." Besides, this mission of mine is long-term, and there's no end in sight. Just take it to put my mind at ease. As for the tickets, I get a subsidy for missions. If you don't use them all, they'll expire, which would be such a waste, wouldn't it?

Wu Sicheng

After reading Wu Sicheng's message, An Moxue thought that he had already left and it was too late. He was on a mission and had to leave. She could only leave it for now and return the money to him when he returned. The tickets had already been spent.

This person has even learned to act first and ask questions later.

She put the money and tickets into her spatial storage, carried her water bottle and hat, and went to work.