Chapter 183 Tell the Family

As snowflakes fluttered down, neither of the two, who were already in a relationship, stepped away for the time being after confirming their commitment.

Wei Yang couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

Song Lubai was also happy.

She is very satisfied with her partner.

He had an upright appearance, was tall, and had broad shoulders, making him seem reliable. In addition, his illustrious past and high salary of 127 yuan gave him an aura of prestige, making it hard for Song Lubai not to develop a liking for him.

The two stood there without saying a word. Wei Yang glanced at her and said, "I'll buy you a bicycle. It'll be more convenient if you come to the Sixth Branch Farm to find me."

Song Lubai was stunned by his extravagant spending.

She gave him a bicycle as soon as they started dating. What if she finds out he has problems later? Will she be reluctant to break up with him?

Such sweet talk would surely bewitch her completely.

No, I can't have her. We're not married yet, so I absolutely can't have her!

If he acts one way in public and another way in private, and she feels indebted to him for taking his things, she can't justifiably break up with him.

Just as she was about to refuse, she heard him say, "No, it's too far to ride from Shicheng to Liufenchang, and it's not safe on the road. You'd better not go. I'll come find you."

Song Lubai nodded: "Yes, don't buy it. I don't dare to ride my bicycle to the Sixth Branch Farm myself."

She had heard from the supply department that drivers often encountered robberies on the way to deliver goods.

Most of this area is barren desert, and encountering robbers is common in sparsely populated places.

Although she wasn't planning to buy a bicycle, Wei Yang intended to send money to her sister so she could buy a women's watch and send it to her.

Standing there dumbfounded, Song Lubai wanted to go back and compose herself: "Well then, I'm going back."

Wei Yang hummed in agreement and said, "I'll come see you again next time."

After turning around, Wei Yang no longer tried to suppress his smile, and Song Lubai also smiled all the way back to the dormitory.

The people in the dormitory saw the military water bottle hanging from her waist and asked her where it came from.

Song Lubai smiled and said, "My boyfriend gave it to me."

Liu Yun asked, "That soldier at the gate earlier?"

Song Lubai shook her head: "Which one are you talking about? My boyfriend is also in the army, but he's in the Sixth Division."

Sun Hong, who rarely spoke in the dormitory, asked, "Is it Comrade Wei?"

Song Lubai nodded, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.

Lying on the bed, Song Lubai opened the letter her mother had written.

As expected, her mother asked her in the letter whether she had a boyfriend, and also mentioned Chen Weiliang to her.

In her dream, she was in her hometown, and her aunt introduced Chen Weiliang to her. Now she was in Xinjiang Province, and her family still wanted to match her up with Chen Weiliang.

She used books as a cushion, leaned against the bed, and wrote back to her mother, telling her that she had found a boyfriend and writing down what she knew about Wei Yang in the letter.

While she was writing a letter home to tell her family, Wei Yang, who had gone to the division headquarters to visit his old leader, also told his old leader that he had a girlfriend.

Although Wei Yang had not previously served under this former leader, his former superior and this leader had a close relationship and had met before. When he applied to be transferred to the Corps, his former superior made arrangements with this leader.

"You're not getting any younger, and you finally have someone. You should get married this year, right? Hurry up and submit your marriage application. At your age, most people already have several children."

Wei Yang said, "I also need to tell my family that this round trip will take at least two months. Anyway, I'm already twenty-six, so it's not a problem to delay it for another year or two."

The former leader asked, "When was the last time you saw your father?"

After thinking for a moment, Wei Yang said, "We met once last year during the Chinese New Year."

His parents are both very busy, working in national defense and security units. It's not easy for them to come out. All six of them, including his siblings, were raised by childcare workers from a young age.

The old leader knew about his parents' situation and thought for a moment before saying, "I have a phone here. Writing letters is too slow. Call them now and let them know."

Wei Yang hesitated and said, "Isn't it too early to talk about this now? We haven't even discussed marriage yet."

The old boss glared at him, "Isn't dating supposed to be with marriage in mind? What are you two doing?"

Wei Yang didn't want to reveal that he didn't have the upper hand, so he dodged the question by saying, "We've only just started dating, we're not getting married anytime soon."

The old leader shook his head. "I can't understand you young people anymore. Back when I got married, I'd only met her once before the wedding. While I was fighting, she stayed home, anxiously taking care of the children. After all these years of marriage, she's only had a few years of peace with me..."

Hearing his former leader reminisce about the past, Wei Yang felt a surge of emotion.

As far as he knew, there weren't many men like the old leader in front of him who had only married one wife. Some had married several times, three times was not uncommon, and some had even married six or seven times.

Before liberation, most people married according to their families' arrangements. Later, some met like-minded people on their path to advancement and were determined to abandon the dregs of feudalism, so they married others; some married daughters of wealthy families for a better future; and some, having already achieved success, married younger and prettier women...

This former leader was a rare man who remained faithful to his wife until the end.

The two talked for a while longer, and Wei Yang had to borrow his old boss's phone again.

He was lucky this time; although the call was transferred several times, he managed to get in touch with his mother.

"Wei Yang, are you doing alright over there?"

"Everything's fine, Mom. How are you and Dad?"

Wei Yang's mother looked exhausted, holding the phone in one hand and rubbing the bridge of her nose with the other, she said, "Your dad is still the same as always, always in the lab. Is there something wrong this time he called?"

Wei Yang smiled slightly: "I have a girlfriend, just letting you know."

Wei Yang's mother was pleasantly surprised and asked, "Can you get married this year?"

Wei Yang honestly replied, "I'm not sure. If we get married, I'll take her back home for the New Year."

Wei Yang's mother said, "If we're not there, you can apologize to her, but I'll prepare the appropriate gift for her."

Wei Yang knew that her parents might go to work in the desolate Gobi Desert and that she often couldn't contact them. She had come to understand this as she grew older.

"Where is your partner from? What's their name? How old are they? Do you have any photos? Could you take a picture of the two of you together and send it to us so we can see..."

The entire phone call was tapped, and the mother and son talked for quite a while before hanging up.

Wei Yang hadn't had such a long conversation with her mother in a long time.

The last time we communicated was during the Chinese New Year last year.

When he first arrived in Xinjiang last year, he called there and was told that her parents couldn't answer the phone. He then realized that they might have gone to some base that couldn't contact the outside world.

Snowflakes were falling heavily outside. Wei Yang rode his bicycle until his nose was red from the cold. After returning to the Sixth Branch Armed Forces Department and warming himself up inside, he picked up his pen to write a letter to his sister.

His older sister took care of him more during his childhood than his mother.

His older sister has been urging him to get married for years; she should be relieved to see this letter.

He wrote several letters in one go, all to his family. He was still not finished writing, but he could no longer find anyone to talk to, so he had to put down his pen and give up.

After lying in bed, all he could think about was his girlfriend, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.