After hanging up the phone, Yan Ziyuan did not rush to ask for leave. Instead, he asked Commander Li to write him a note for a temporary outing, borrowed a car, and went directly to the town.

Xiao Yu was in a hurry to find him, probably because she had thought of something bad. Otherwise, with her personality, she would have just quietly continued to wait for his reply, instead of asking Jin Kai to contact Uncle Jin and go around looking for him like this time.

Yan Ziyuan parked the car in the open space next to the post office, opened the door, and strode in.

"Hello, comrade. I'll send a telegram."

"All right, fill out this form with the name and address of the recipient and the contents of the telegram. It's 10 cents per word, and spaces and punctuation are calculated on a per-word basis."

The staff at the post office saw that he was wearing a camouflage uniform, looked tall and straight, and seemed to have come in a military vehicle. Their attitude towards him was much more enthusiastic than before.

Yan Ziyuan smiled back politely, took the form and pen handed to him, and quickly filled out the contents at the counter.

After writing it, he paid for the things and the money and drove back to the army.

I originally wanted to take a break and write the summary report tomorrow.

But after receiving the call from Uncle Jin, he decided to finish writing the work and hand it in quickly, then ask for leave to go to Shanhe Village.

"What are you doing, kid?"

"You just finished the mission, and you didn't even take a break. You were in such a hurry, and you didn't even feel tired."

Zhao Ju saw that he drove out again as soon as he returned to the army. He didn't even go back to the dormitory, but sat in the office and started writing something, so he got up and walked over curiously.

Yan Ziyuan ignored him and continued writing.

Zhao Ju also knew his temper and didn't care about his attitude at all. He stood beside the desk and looked down at what he was writing.

"Mission summary report?"

"You wrote it so quickly? Is this still you, Yan Ziyuan?"

"Usually, I either have someone else write for me or I put it off until the last minute. What's wrong with you this time? You came back and started writing the report without taking a break?"

Zhao Ju felt that Yan Ziyuan in front of him was like a monster, behaving abnormally.

He used to be the last person to write these things.

"Go away. I'm in a hurry to finish writing and take a vacation."

Yan Ziyuan leaned a little to the other side to avoid Zhao Ju's interruption.

"Vacation? Go home?"

"That's not right. You didn't even go back during the Chinese New Year. Why are you doing this so suddenly now?"

"You're very free, aren't you?"

"How about I practice with you after I finish writing?"

He had never felt that Zhao Tuan was so nagging and endless as he was now.

"Why am I idle? I'm just concerned about my subordinates. I'm afraid you're too tired after completing the mission, so I want to remind you to take a good rest."

"Thank you. You are showing me your greatest concern by letting me finish writing the report in peace."

Until the report was finished, Yan Ziyuan did not say anything to Zhao Ju, leaving him alone to chatter and ask questions.

I don’t know how his wife can tolerate his nagging personality.

Yan Ziyuan even felt that he had made the wrong choice of position. He should have been an instructor, responsible for doing all kinds of ideological work for everyone, since he talked too much anyway.

It took him more than an hour to finally finish writing it all. He placed the report on Zhao Tuan's desk.

"Before I went on the mission, Commander Li had already promised me to take a half-month leave. I forgot to tell you before."

"Half a month? Are you kidding?"

"Why did you take so long off? Are you going back to get married?"

"It hasn't come to that yet. I'm going with my partner to meet her family."

“Tsk tsk~~”

"Yan Ziyuan, you are really completely trapped."

"The iron tree either doesn't bloom or it doesn't. Once it blooms, it's a completely different person."

Zhao Ju teased him with a smile, and he really wanted to see what kind of girl could tame this unruly boy. His wife had run around for him before, trying every possible way to get him a date, but in the end he didn't like any of them.

"Your marriage with your sister-in-law, aren't you trapped? Do you want me to take some time to talk to your sister-in-law?"

"Fuck you, I was just kidding."

"If your sister-in-law heard this, she would peel off my skin."

"Whatever else you have to say, wait until I come back and I'm leaving now."

Yan Ziyuan strode out of the office.

..........

"Song Zhiqing, there's a telegram for you!"

A few hours after Yan Ziyuan sent the telegram, the post office in Lisha Town received it.

In that era, telegrams were usually sent only for extremely urgent matters, so even though it was almost time to get off work, the postman still took the telegram and delivered it to Shanhe Village.

Song Fuyu, who was originally having a meal, was suddenly startled when he heard the telegram from him.

Jin Kai went to town to make a phone call at noon, it couldn't be...

She quickly put down her bowl and chopsticks and ran out of the house.

"Comrade Yang, show me the telegram quickly."

Seeing her anxious expression, Yang Yong immediately took out the telegram from his bag.

The telegram form is very simple, just a piece of paper folded in half with the two big words "telegram" written in the middle.

Song Fuyu turned over the folded side and saw four words written on it: "Come back safely soon."

My heart, which had been lifted by the dream and the loud noise, suddenly calmed down when I saw these simple words.

I'm glad you're okay!

"Song Zhiqing, the telegram has been delivered. I will go home first."

"Thank you for your hard work and coming all the way here after get off work."

"It's okay. It's what I should do."

After watching Yang Yong leave the yard, Song Fuyu returned to the house with the telegram.

As soon as I sat down, Jin Kai came over.

"Song Zhiqing, is my brother Yan okay?"

Just now when he was having dinner at home, he seemed to hear the voice of the postman, and the other party seemed to say the word "telegram". He didn't know if he had heard it wrong.

"It's okay. The mission should be over. He sent a telegram to report that he is safe."

"I'm glad you're okay."

"Thank you, Jin Zhiqing."

"I'm sorry to bother you at noon because of my unnecessary dream, which made you miss your afternoon nap."

"Why are you being polite? Brother Yan is still my brother who grew up with me."

After hearing the reassuring answer, Jin Kai went home directly without further discussion.