Gao Fei was a very stubborn person. No one could stop her from making a decision. The day after the conversation, she booked a train ticket to Xinjiang.
Jiang Yuman went to see her off. Looking at the bustling train station, she felt a rare sense of melancholy. "Now that you're gone, I don't know when we'll see each other again."
"At least one or two months, at most half a year," Gao Fei said optimistically. "Don't worry, my parents are here, my home is here, I will be back."
"I am determined to get him to come to my house."
Jiang Yuman was amused by her. "Then keep up the good work. I'm waiting for your good news."
As she was speaking, her train began to check tickets, and many people rushed towards the platform.
Gao Fei bent down and rubbed Fu Siyi's furry head, "Xiaoyi, say goodbye to your aunt."
Fu Siyi waved seriously, "Goodbye, Aunt Feifei."
"So good."
Gao Fei took out the ticket and said, "I'm leaving first. Go back slowly. I'll write to you if anything happens."
As she spoke, she backed away and waved, until they could no longer see each other and then both of them looked away.
Almost two months passed in peace.
Two months was enough time for Fu Wangshan to get familiar with the life in the army. After arriving in the capital, he was not as focused on his work as before, but preferred to spend his free time with Fu Siyi.
He and Qin Dongling were often found sitting on the benches in front of the military kindergarten.
Fu's mother privately lamented to Jiang Yuman, "Your father has been a competitive and ambitious person his entire life. He used to be so eager to devote himself to his work, but I didn't expect him to change so much in his old age."
It's not that she didn't complain when she was young, but her husband was really busy with work, so she had to take on more family responsibilities.
Now Fu Wangshan wants to take care of all the big and small matters of his grandson. When he hears Xiaoyi calling him grandpa, a smile will instantly appear on his serious face.
As the person who had been sleeping with him for his entire life, Fu's mother was incredible.
"Because Jingchen has things to do and is responsible." Jiang Yuman helped her pick vegetables. "Dad's ambitions have been fulfilled, and he's at an age where he can enjoy his grandchildren. It's time for him to relax."
"It's a pity Jingchen didn't hear it," Fu's mother smiled, "If he heard you praising him like this, he would definitely be happy."
"I've always been confident in him," Jiang Yuman said confidently. "He's so outstanding, thanks to you and my dad's teaching and example."
After hearing this, Fu's mother felt as comfortable as if she had drunk ice water in the middle of summer.
That's why she likes her daughter-in-law so much, and every word she says hits the mark she likes to hear the most.
The atmosphere between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was harmonious, they talked and laughed, and they looked closer than mother and daughter.
"A good son is not as good as a good daughter-in-law." In the afternoon, when Fu's mother and Fu Wangshan said this, their tone was not without emotion.
Fu Wangshan deeply believed that "a good wife brings prosperity to three generations. Counting from this generation, our family still has four generations left."
There was something flattering in these words, and it was obvious that he was praising Fu's mother as well.
Mother Fu glared at him and didn't say anything in reply. She just said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is in a month. I don't know if Haitang will be able to come back for the Mid-Autumn Festival."
"There's not much hope," Fu Wangshan said. "She's a soldier, she doesn't have many vacations, and it takes so long to go back and forth."
Fu's mother: "Didn't she get first place in shooting? As long as she wants, she still has..." vacation.
Fu Siyi's voice outside the house interrupted Fu's mother.
It was Fu Jingchen who brought his grandson back!
The couple didn't bother to talk and hurried out to greet her. When they went out, Fu Siyi happened to be buried in Jiang Yuman's arms, apparently acting coquettishly.
When the grandson raised his face, the two of them saw a few scratches on his little face, and his expression was full of aggrieved.
"What happened?" Fu's mother asked quickly, "Why did you turn into a little cat when you came back?"
"Grandma~"
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