(Time Travel + Space + Ancient Martial Arts + 1v1 + Patriotism) The descendants of the great shaman priest have dwindled. Unable to bear it, the old ancestor sends a modern orphan girl to the 1960s...
Wu Sicheng calmly replied, "A soldier."
Wen Tao still had a critical look on his face, "You must be several years older than my sister Mo Xue, right?"
"Yes."
"How can you guarantee she'll be happy? Putting everything else aside, just look at her food, clothing, housing, and transportation. When Uncle An and Aunt Lan were alive, they were top-notch. They weren't just the best, they were absolutely top-notch in our circle. Even if the college entrance exam is reinstated, my sister can get into the best school based on her own ability." Liu Xiaobei tugged at him from below, but he ignored her. She tugged at him again, but it didn't stop her from speaking.
Wu Sicheng smiled and said, "You're right, Mo Xue will be going to Kyoto University when school starts."
As he said this, Wen Tao looked at An Moxue with an air of self-assurance, while Liu Xiaobei's eyes lit up with admiration. What a top student! Amazing!
"Don't worry, I'm currently a member of the regiment. All things considered, I earn at least 220 yuan a month. The annual mission allowance has never been less than 2,000 yuan. I'm an only child, and my parents have jobs with salaries of over 100 yuan each. They don't need me to support them. I own a house and have savings. Moreover, if we get married, the military allows family members to live with their spouses and we can also be allocated housing. Mo Xue knows all of this."
When Wen Tao heard him say that the annual task allowance had never been less than two thousand, she was completely taken aback. She looked at An Moxue and asked, "Moxue, is what he said true?"
"Yes, that's true." She rarely saw Wen Tao so serious, at least not in her memory.
Wen Tao looked at her, pulled her aside, and, making sure Wu Sicheng couldn't hear their conversation, said very seriously, "Then I suggest you reconsider this relationship."
An Moxue asked in confusion, "Why? Brother Wentao."
He didn't answer her, but turned to Wu Sicheng and said very seriously, "This Comrade An, I don't deny that he's outstanding in every way. However, there's one thing I feel isn't very suitable for you. You can tell from his annual mission bonuses that he goes on missions frequently and at very high risk. You're all alone now. My siblings and I have discussed your personal life before, and we all agree that you should find someone stable and with better conditions. Obviously, his current situation doesn't seem stable at all, and he can't give you a stable family life. We all feel that this kind of life of constant anxiety isn't suitable for you. What do you think?"
An Moxue thought about it, and then, considering the original owner's personality, he was absolutely right. He genuinely meant well for her. If it were the original owner, his words would be perfectly reasonable, and she couldn't refute his kindness.
Seeing that An Moxue didn't refute him, he continued, "What have you been doing these past few years? It's so difficult to even contact you once, and nine out of ten letters we send to you go unanswered. Are you hiding anything from us about being in danger?"
An Moxue had no choice but to give the official explanation: "In an accident, the director of the Anping County Public Security Bureau discovered my portrait drawing skills. For the past few years, I've been traveling around drawing portraits for various departments, but since it involves classified information, my whereabouts are kept secret. I don't dare to contact you unless I'm on vacation. Brother Wentao, I'm sorry! I've made you worry."
Wentao patted her head, just like when she was a child, his eyes full of tenderness. "Silly girl, I'm just worried about you. You're so young, and no one has taught you many things yet. I'm afraid you'll be naive and get taken advantage of. You have to be more careful in everything you do; it never hurts. You must have suffered a lot these past few years. You need to carefully consider what I'm about to say, okay?"
"Thank you, Brother Wentao. But we've known each other for ten years and been through life and death together. It's not that he doesn't want to get married, but because of me, he's been waiting."
Wen Tao was shocked. He hadn't expected that Mo Xue had gone through something behind their backs, even facing life and death. She must have gone through a lot of hardship.
He said with some heartache, "Mo Xue, why have you never told us these things? Even though your aunt and uncle are gone, you still have us brothers and sisters, don't you?"
An Moxue smiled and said, "It's all in the past, it's not a big deal, and there's nothing to talk about now. I'm perfectly fine, aren't I? Brother Wentao, let's go over there! It's not appropriate for us to whisper here, leaving Sister-in-law and Acheng there."
After Wen Tao pulled An Moxue aside to whisper, Wu Sicheng felt that Wen Tao hadn't said anything nice about him. Just from the way Wen Tao looked at him earlier, it was full of scrutiny and hostility. But now, he could only wait here.
Seeing the two people return, he quickly refilled An Moxue's cup with hot tea.
As the two approached, Wen Tao asked An Moxue, "So where are you living now?"
An Moxue said, "Near Kyoto University. I'll write down the specific address for you in a bit. Go back and ask them when they have time so we can get together."
Wen Tao said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Fine, I'll let you off the hook today. You can think about how you'll be punished when you see them!"
An Moxue was now having a headache. "Fine, I'll treat them to a meal later and let them rip me off, okay?" How come she ran into Wen Tao before she could even contact her friends?
Wen Tao smiled maliciously. "You think you can get through this so easily? No way!"
An Moxue sat down, and Wentao went to order food. An Moxue quickly said, "We've finished eating, don't take our portion."
"knew."
But when he returned, he was carrying a plate of watermelon, which he placed in front of An Moxue, and said decisively, "You two eat some watermelon, but don't leave. Stay with me a little longer; I still have many questions to ask you!"
An Moxue sighed helplessly, "Fine, you're the boss, you call the shots. Ask away, what else do you want to know?"
What did you study in college?
"Cultural relic identification and protection".
"That's good. Focus on your studies and stay safe." This group of people, whether they are the older generation or their younger friends, all hope that An Moxue can live a peaceful and happy life. She doesn't need to be a hero like her parents. Even if she does nothing special, it doesn't matter.
An Moxue wondered what he would think if he knew her real profession.
Wentao, in particular, has always been the older brother figure among their group of friends, taking care of each of them.
"Will you be living on campus or commuting to university? All of us in this group got into university, but none of us did as well as you. We're all in Kyoto, though. We'll have them tell you which university we're going to when we meet!"
"I'm a day student. I'll go look at apartments this afternoon and plan to renovate them. Once the renovations are done, you guys can throw me a housewarming party!"
"Okay. I'm also back here for further studies, and I won't be leaving Beijing for at least three months. I'll definitely be able to host a housewarming party for you. Now that you've moved to a new place, is there anything you want?"
"I'll have to think about it and then I'll tell you."
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