Huang Meiling is a career-oriented woman. Although she is married and has children, she has been working tirelessly for her career all her life.
Now that Shuying has become a mother herself, she can naturally understand Shuying's determination to do everything for her child, but she is also unwilling for her to give up on herself.
“The children are all adults now, and they will have their own plans. We haven’t been able to help them at all over the years, and it would be a lie to say we don’t feel guilty. But we are far from retirement age, and the current progress is related to the future of the country. We can’t just give up now.”
If that were the case, they would still have another concern in their hearts.
With the current international situation pressing, their data must be extremely accurate. There are some things that can be omitted but cannot be missing. The research team has dedicated their entire lives to the base, caring for their families while also having the world in their hearts.
Huang Meiling glanced at him, her voice slightly dissatisfied, "I didn't say I wouldn't work. I was thinking we should just find someone to help Yingying take care of the child. The two of us can't be of much help, but we should contribute money when we can. Right now, Yingying is restricted and can't do what she likes. Her background is also attracting attention, so she needs help even more. We, as elders, can't just sit idly by."
Xie Wenyuan nodded, finding it somewhat reasonable.
"Then let's do it your way. When we get back, we'll discuss it and see who's suitable. It's definitely more reassuring to choose someone close to us to take care of the child."
In the ward, Shu Ying rested her chin on her hands, lost in thought.
Xie Zhiyan waved in front of her, "What are you thinking about that makes you so lost in thought?"
Shu Ying sat up straight, met Xie Zhiyan's gaze, and sighed again.
“I just didn’t expect you to have written to me all these years. I thought you had long forgotten us. When I wrote to tell you that I had a child, I was actually quite conflicted. But I didn’t receive a reply from you for a long time, and I was quite disappointed. I don’t know if you didn’t receive the letter or if you didn’t like children.”
Xie Zhiyan explained somewhat awkwardly, "I never thought that way. I've been trying to contact you. I thought you received all the letters I wrote."
Shu Ying tilted her head with bright eyes and asked in a sweet voice, "So what did you write in your letter?"
Xie Zhiyan's expression remained unchanged. "I just reported the situation to you and told Xie Wanying to take better care of you. She said that you usually use good things and that you were affected by your parents' passing. You don't have enough money, so I transfer money to her at a designated time every month."
Actually, Shu Ying had already guessed this when Xie Zhiyan said it earlier, but intercepting the two of them would not benefit Xie Wanying at all. If Xie Wanying really just disliked her sister-in-law, there would be no need for her to wish for Xie Zhiyan's death.
All of this illogical and unnatural behavior made Shu Ying feel that something was wrong.
"Fortunately, we now understand what happened before, otherwise we don't know how long we would have misunderstood each other."
Xie Zhiyan looked at Shu Ying with some guilt. Back on the battlefield, he saw that others had letters from home, and he thought that Shu Ying hated him to the core.
He should have realized it sooner. Shu Ying wasn't that kind of person. Since she had decided to marry him, she should definitely live a good life with him. He shouldn't have judged her with such petty suspicions.
Shu Ying stood up and poured Xie Zhiyan a cup of spiritual spring water, still feeling indignant.
"Xie Wanying is really too much. Is it something that bothers her that we are happily together? I clearly remember that she carefully selected her husband, and my parents vetted him for a long time. If she is happy in her marriage, she shouldn't be hoping that we are unhappy."
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