"Where did Wei Dingbang go? Dad, have you seen him?" Lu Manyue asked.

"The autumn looting is about to begin. Their village was originally a small village with only about thirty families. A few years ago, in order to fight the war, most of the men in the village voluntarily joined the war. He was the only one who came back.

There are a lot of old and young people in the village, and there are few strong laborers. People don't despise him because he is not good at growing crops, so he naturally has to be more active when it comes to harvesting crops and doing the hard work.

He said he would go back to the village to collect grain during the day and would return to the factory as soon as he got off work. If he came back too late, he asked us to have dinner first and not wait for him. "Lu Dashan said.

After Wei Dingbang retired from the army, his relationship was transferred back to the village to establish a file. The fields were collective land, and everyone in a commune worked together. After paying the public grain, the remaining grain was divided according to work points.

"Why didn't he wake me up and tell me? I saw that his clothes were gone, and I thought he ran away." Lu Manyue muttered.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My daughter is so good. He finally married such a beautiful and well-behaved wife. How could he run away?" Lu Dashan laughed.

Lu Manyue remained silent and did not agree with Lu Dashan's words.

In just a few days, she got used to having Wei Dingbang around and began to rely on him.

"Is this the home of Wei Dingbang's father-in-law?" Someone outside the door suddenly asked loudly. Before anyone could respond, the person pushed open the door of the Lu family's house with a bang, stretched his neck to look inside and said, "Is anyone there? I'm Wei Daxing from the Red Star Brigade."

Lu Manyue responded quickly, her heart tightening again. Wei Dingbang had just returned to the village not long ago, and suddenly a male comrade from the same team came with an anxious look on his face. Could something have happened?