Du Ming was a reliable person, and soon Cheng Ran received a letter that he had secretly left on his desk.
"Commander Cheng, I've resolved things with my brother. I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you and your wife. Nothing like this will happen again. I think you probably don't want to see me again, so I applied for leave to study. Once you've calmed down, I'll return after completing my studies. By then, I hope I won't be the one who needs your protection anymore..."
The letter was sincere and heartfelt. Cheng Ran was glad that she had led him onto the right path. She neatly folded the letter, put it in an envelope, and locked it in the drawer.
...
Winter is coming and the weather is getting colder. Although there are high mountains in the southwest to block the cold, the temperature is not as high as in summer.
Du Ming did have an effect; at least Du Heng never appeared in front of Cheng Ran again, and Jiang Wanqing also said she had never seen him.
As for what that guy did behind the scenes, no one knows. However, the calm on the surface lasted for a long time. The southern part of Xinjiang kept a low profile, while Beixin, thanks to various technical support, had already jumped back to the top position.
In response, Yang Chang repeatedly said he wanted to treat Jiang Wanqing to a meal or give her a gift to thank her for her help.
However, dining inevitably involves socializing, and giving gifts is also part of social interaction. With Du Heng's example still fresh in her mind, she dared not have any more private dealings with Yang Chang, so Jiang Wanqing politely declined all of them.
She has also made progress in finding a factory in the southwest. Since it is not easy to start construction in winter, she plans to wait until spring to make a big move.
As the weather gets cooler and it gets dark earlier, Jiang Wanqing no longer works as hard as she did in Beijing and now goes home earlier.
The conflict between her and the Cheng family elders still lingered, but Cheng Ran suppressed it, and they maintained a superficial peaceful relationship with her in order to stay.
On the first day of the first lunar month, Cheng Ran took a day off, and Jiang Wanqing also took a day off. She wanted to go out with him, but unexpectedly, she received a phone call at home.
It was Molly calling. This was one of the few times she had called Jiang Wanqing since she came to the Southwest. It was said that Jiang Wanqing had been taking care of her pregnancy, and her excessive sleepiness, fatigue, and lack of social skills meant that she could only say a few words before hanging up.
This time, she brought Jiang Wanqing some good news.
There was a crackling sound from the phone, and Molly's excited voice could be heard coming through the static.
"Wanqing, I've given birth! It's a boy! I'm here to share the good news!"
Really? Congratulations!
Jiang Wanqing and Cheng Ran had just finished getting ready to go out when she received this phone call. Everything else vanished from her mind; all she could hear was the news that Molly had given birth safely.
"Thank you. How are you doing in the southwest? It's been a while since I called you. I hope you're not upset that I didn't contact you. I was just afraid of bothering you with your work. I'm free, you're busy, and I didn't want to bother you or make you listen to my nonsense..."
"There's no nonsense here. You've given me so much news from the Beijing area, I'm so grateful to you. You're a mother now, how's it going?"
The two chatted like old friends, with Jiang Wanqing sitting next to the landline without moving.
Cheng Ran, who was waiting for her to go out together, shook his head helplessly. He had also heard the voice on the phone. Molly had given birth to a boy, which meant that Hung Hing had also become a father. It was indeed great news.
Unfortunately, they are currently in the southwest and cannot return to the capital region in time to personally offer their congratulations.
"Hmm...okay...I'll find some time to come back. The New Year is coming soon...I definitely have to come back..."
Jiang Wanqing and Molly chatted casually until the conversation finally came to an end.
The phone was quickly handed to Hong Xing, and Jiang Wanqing pulled Cheng Ran over to sit down.
“You should say a few words to Hung Hing too. He’s so happy he’s practically lost his bearings and is eager to share his joy with you,” Jiang Wanqing said, putting her arm around his shoulder.
He sat down, answered the phone, and sure enough, Hung Hing's voice trembled with joy on the other end.
"Brother Cheng, I...I'm a dad now, hahaha...I'll send this brat to join the army so he can grow up to be a pillar of society like you, Brother Cheng!"
Hong Xing's thinking was too jumpy; he was already thinking about things ten or twenty years from now, even though his child had only just been born. Jiang Wanqing couldn't help but laugh when she heard this, but Cheng Ran scolded him.
"You're really overjoyed. Don't let your stupidity pass on to your son. By the time he grows up, I won't even know where he is. Do you really trust me with him?"
“Brother Cheng, of course I’m relieved! Molly and I have already discussed it and decided that the child will recognize you and your wife as godparents. My child will be your child from now on…”
Hong Xing stopped halfway through his sentence, explaining that they had heard about Cheng Ran's injury.
When this topic came up, Jiang Wanqing realized that she had been so busy that she had forgotten to tell them about Cheng Ran's recovery...
She slapped her forehead and nudged Cheng Ran's arm.
"You should explain to him quickly. It's a very happy day for him, he can't worry about us."
Cheng Ran was completely bewildered. What was he supposed to say? Was he cured? Or was he fully recovered? Or perhaps, he would have children again?
It seemed like none of the answers would be pleasant to hear. He hesitated for a long time, and Jiang Wanqing glared at him and pushed him aside.
"Let me speak."
"Hello? Brother Cheng, are you still listening?" Hung Hing asked, thinking the call had ended.
“It’s me, your brother Cheng is here with me,” Jiang Wanqing said calmly.
"Oh, it's sister-in-law, you and Brother Cheng..."
"Alright, stop beating around the bush and hesitating to ask. I forgot to tell you last time, so I'll just tell you directly this time. Cheng Ran has fully recovered. You and Molly should be happy and celebrate. But please don't say anything about letting your son take care of us in our old age. Raise your child well and make sure we see you living a prosperous life when we go back for the New Year. Do you understand?"
Winter is the perfect time to talk about joyful and happy topics, as well as offer some blessings. Jiang Wanqing never hesitates to say these things; every word she utters is appropriate and warms the heart of the listener.
Hong Xing choked up: "That's great... Sister-in-law, I knew... You would take good care of Brother Cheng. Molly and I will wait for you to return to Beijing, and we'll get together then."
"Okay, take good care of Molly. I'm hanging up now. Be a real man and set a good example for your son. Don't cry all the time, or your brother Cheng and I will have to tell your godson about your glorious history."
"Sister-in-law, you're really teasing me. I'll hang up now."
"Okay, goodbye."
"goodbye."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wanqing turned to look at Cheng Ran, raised an eyebrow, and asked gently.
"How does it feel to have a godson? You'll have to give him a big red envelope when you get back."
"I'm in a great mood. If we could set a date for my return to Beijing sooner, I would be even happier, and I wouldn't mind giving you a big red envelope."
"Hahaha……"
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