Commander Gao already understood his wife's meaning, so naturally he wouldn't object. After all, he hadn't planned to do that himself, had he?
"Okay, from now on we'll live alone. Your man will work hard to give you everything you deserve."
Power?
In ten years, or at most fifteen years, barring any unforeseen circumstances, I should be able to rise to that position.
The army commander's wife... the commander's wife... that's nice.
How could Ye Wanying not understand the meaning behind the man's words?
"Then I'll wait."
Both of them are smart people; what they want is very simple for them.
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Some are happy, some are sad.
My hometown is a small mountain village. It's very quiet at night, except for the occasional chirping of crickets in the fields and the occasional barking of dogs from each household.
Mother Ye lay on the old-fashioned floral bed, a towel still on her head. Her complexion was not good, and she sighed weakly, "Old Ye, I'm so grateful to have met you in this life."
Mr. Ye sat by the bed, changing the water after the towel cooled down: "We've been married for so many years, why are we still talking about these things?"
Clearly, Ye's father looked somewhat uncomfortable; his face, flushed from years of hard work, was slightly red, though it wasn't very noticeable.
"Sigh..." Another sigh.
"Old woman, can't you just rest peacefully? Stop thinking so much all the time. Since so many years have passed, let it be the past. Look at you, you've made yourself sick from thinking so much. If Xiaoyang comes back tomorrow and sees you like this, he'll make a scene!"
Indeed, after nearly twenty years of marriage, how could the elderly couple not understand each other?
"I don't want to think about it anymore. Right now, I just want my family to live a peaceful and happy life. Once Xiaoyang grows up and gets married, I'll be completely at ease."
Hearing this, Ye's father shook his head: "It's still early. Xiao Yang is only in high school now. He still has four years of college ahead of him."
Pfft, the way Ye's father said that, he probably regrets not finding a good match for his son back then.
"Look at you, how old are you, still talking like a child? If that child wants to study, let him study. Once he graduates, he'll have a secure future, and then he won't have to worry about finding a partner."
"It's all because you spoiled him!" Although Ye's father said this, there was not a trace of disgust in his eyes. On the contrary, he was very satisfied and even a little proud.
"Alright, alright, it's all because I spoiled him. He's my own son. If I don't spoil him, who will I spoil? By the way, Lao Ye, have you thought it over? My daughter has been urging me to change her mind several times."
Speaking of this, Mr. Ye's expression turned serious, and he said, "How could that be? Here, we can grow some grains and crops, and we don't have to spend money on food and drink. We can even sell the surplus. If we go there, we won't have any income at all. We'll still have to spend money even if we don't eat or drink. How much pressure will that put on my daughter and son-in-law?"
"But our daughter and son-in-law keep urging us, we can't keep refusing, can we?"
Mr. Ye didn't know how to refuse, so he fell silent.
After a long pause, he asked again, "Did they really buy a house?"
Mother Ye nodded: "They bought it, and it's already being renovated. They say it's a big house, three stories." Mother Ye was happy to hear this. Her daughter and son-in-law were very successful, buying a house in the city. As an elder, how could she not be happy?
But Ye's father was more rational and immediately realized the key point: "A three-story building, it's not cheap, is it? Where did they get so much money?" he asked.
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