Meanwhile, in Guan Wenru's office, Bai Yun held the microphone, her voice choked with emotion but filled with joy.
"Brother Mu Fan... Waaah... It really... It really is you... I thought... I thought you'd never talk to me again..."
Xi Mufan's urgent yet gentle voice came through the phone, "Silly girl! Don't cry! It's my fault! I'm such a jerk! I deserve to die! I misunderstood you! I made you suffer! Stop crying, it's bad for your health!"
Bai Yun sobbed, "No...it's not your fault...it's my fault...Brother Mu Fan, I was wrong...I shouldn't have been so stupid, acting on my own...I shouldn't have asked Lei Yongkang to act and deceive you...I...I only thought about letting you go to school in peace...I was so stupid...I hurt you...I'm sorry!"
Hearing her sobs, Xi Mufan felt his heart breaking. He whispered soothingly, "Don't say sorry anymore! Xiaoyun, I was stupid! I was brainless! I easily believed other people's lies!"
I should have believed you! I should have believed in our love! If I had thought a little more, if I had believed you a little more, we wouldn't have separated, and you wouldn't be crying like this now. All I want now is to go back immediately, to be with you, to be with our child!
The two people who had feelings for each other poured out their hearts to each other, and Baiyun's emotions finally calmed down a lot.
Her voice was thick with a nasal tone, "Brother Mu Fan... when... when will you be back?"
"I'll ask for leave right away! I'll buy the fastest ticket! Don't worry, Xiaoyun, I'll get back as fast as I can! Don't worry about anything, just eat well and rest! Push any work at the factory to others, don't overwork yourself! Wait for me!"
Bai Yun nodded, "Okay, Brother Mu Fan, the child and I will wait for you here. Don't worry, be careful on the road. My sister will take care of me here, I'll be fine."
When Bai Yun said this, she didn't notice that outside the office door, a figure was eavesdropping through the slightly ajar door.
He had been listening for a while longer.
Upon hearing words like "child," "our child," and "pregnancy," a glint of cunning flashed in his narrow eyes, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned upwards, revealing an extremely sinister and smug smile.
Like a mouse that has stolen oil, he tiptoed away quickly, his steps light and quick.
Guan Wenru, your sister's weakness... is now in my hands! The feed mill... is about to undergo a major change!
Let's see how you handle this crisis!
Inside the house, Baiyun reluctantly hung up the phone, her face still streaked with tears, but full of a happy smile.
She gently stroked her still flat stomach.
Thankfully, she and Xi Mufan didn't miss each other, and their child will have both parents to love him.
......
After Guan Wenru returned to the factory, everything was back to normal, and Bai Yun's worried expression finally disappeared.
After work, Guan Wenru rode his bicycle and took Baiyun home to their family compound.
That evening, after the family finished dinner, Baiyun went to the courtyard to chat with other military families.
He Yanzhi was unusually spared from going to the camp tonight; he and Guan Wenru were responsible for keeping the triplets company.
At this moment, there were notebooks and pencils spread out on the kang table. He Yanzhi and Guan Wenru sat on the edge of the kang, one on each side, while the triplets squeezed in the middle.
He Yanzhi pointed to Da Bao's notebook and said, "He Yi, this character '一' is written crookedly. Erase it and rewrite it. Make sure it's horizontal."
The triplets' names had already been chosen.
Originally, Guan Wanxin and Guan Wenru planned to wait for He Yanzhi to return before naming their child.
But he came back too late; the children needed to register their household registration and go to school, and they couldn't wait for him.
So Grandpa He and Grandma He asked Guan Wanxin to help them choose a name.
The three of them also had a tacit understanding and unanimously decided to name the triplets He Yi, He Qi, and He Sheng.
The characters 奕……祺……胜……, when read together, sound like "together we will live" and "together we will win," implying a very auspicious meaning.
It was also a blessing for He Yanzhi, who went to the battlefield at that time, hoping that he would win... and keep winning!
Hearing He Yanzhi's correction, He Yi pouted, "Dad, it's crooked by itself! The pencil is disobedient!"
He Yanzhi: "..." He really wanted to take action.
Guan Wenru, standing to the side, picked up Erbao's notebook and said helplessly, "Heqi, why did you draw all those pinyin squares outside the lines?"
He Qi whispered, "Mommy, the grid is too small... the characters want to come out and play..."
"..." He Yanzhi suppressed a laugh and tapped the notebook, "Even the little characters have to stay at home and write neatly."
He Sheng lay on the table, scribbling randomly on the paper with a pencil. "Dad, Mom, my hand is so tired... It says it wants to sleep..."
Guan Wenru pointed at He Sheng's homework, "He Sheng! Where's your homework? You haven't written a single word! Are your hands tired? Why weren't you tired when you were grabbing chicken legs?"
He Sheng's eyes lit up. "Mom! I'm thinking about something very important!"
Guan Wenru knew his nature and ignored him.
He Yanzhi raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What problem is more important than doing homework?"
He Sheng blinked. "Dad, why is there only one horizontal stroke for 'one,' two horizontal strokes for 'two,' and three horizontal strokes for 'three'... If we write 'hundred,' won't the paper tear? Is our teacher lying to us?"
He Yi nodded in agreement, "That's right, Dad! A hundred lines! There aren't enough notebooks to write in!"
He Qi also forgot to write, looking at the notebook with worry, "Then... what should we do? Do we need to buy another notebook?"
Guan Wenru was both amused and annoyed, and turned her face away in anger.
He Yanzhi chuckled, rubbing his forehead. "He Yi, He Qi, don't listen to his nonsense! Write yours! He Sheng! Hurry up and write! After you're done, think about how to write the hundredth!"
Guan Wenru took He Sheng's notebook and said, "Here, first write the character '口' (mouth), which is a square."
He Sheng pouted, reluctantly picked up the pen, and drew a crooked circle. "Mom, look, an egg! Give me some!"
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